Sacred Melodies

Editor: William Baker
Published: 1879
Place of Publication: Chattanooga, Tenn.
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d1A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify
d2A poor wayfaring man of grief Hath often crossed
d3Afflictions, though they seem severe
d4Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die?
d5All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall
d6Am I a soldier of the cross
d7Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved
d8And let this feeble body fail
d9Approach, my soul, the mercy seat
d10Arise, my soul, arise, shake off
d11Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep
d12Attend, young friends, while [whilst] I relate
d13Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays
d14Away from his home and the friends of his youth
d15Away my unbelieving fear
d16Away over in the promised land
d17Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love
d18Blest is the pious house
d19Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow
d20Brethren, we have met to worship, and adore the Lord our God
d21Brethren, while we sojourn here
d22Burst, ye emerald [pearly] gates, and bring
d23Children of the heavenly king as we journey
d24Come and let us sweetly join
d25Come and taste along with me, consolation running free
d26Come away to the skies, my beloved, arise
d27Come, humble sinner, in whose breast
d28Come, let us anew our journey pursue, Roll round
d29Come, O thou traveller unknown
d30Come on, my partners in distress
d31Come thou fount of every blessing
d32Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish
d33Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded
d34Farewell, farewell, farewell, my [dear] friends
d35Father, I stretch my hand [hands] to thee
d36Fight on, my valiant comrades, fight
d37From Greenland's icy mountains
d38Great God, and am I born to die
d39Guide me, O thou great Jehovah
d40Hail, sweetest, dearest, tie that binds
d41Hail the blest morn when [see] the great Mediator
d42Happy soul, thy days are ended [ending]
d43Hark, my soul, it is the Lord
d44Hark, the gospel trumpet's sounding, Sinners, hear
d45Have you heard, have you heard of that [the] sun-bright [heavenly] clime
d46He dies, the friend of sinners dies
d47How beauteous is the earth
d48How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey
d49How happy [happy's] every child of grace, who [that] feels [knows] his sins forgiven
d50How happy is the pilgrim's lot
d51How lost was [is] my [our] condition
d52How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours
d53I am not concerned to know
d54I have a home in heaven
d55I lift my soul to God, my trust is in
d56I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay
d57I would not weep, when passing clouds
d58I'll praise my Maker with my [while I've] [whilst I've] breath
d59I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my home
d60I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord
d61In the Christian's home in [of] glory
d62I've a father over Jordan
d63Jerusalem, my happy home, O how I long for thee
d64Jesus, and shall it ever be
d65Jesus died that I might live
d66Jesus, great Shepherd of the [thy] sheep
d67Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave
d68Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly
d69Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone
d70Jesus, my truth, my way
d71Jesus, thy blood apply
d72Jesus, we look to thee
d73Let every mortal ear attend
d74Lift up your hearts, Immanuel's friends
d75Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high
d76Mid [midst] scenes of confusion and creature complaints
d77My days, my [and] weeks, my [and] months, my [and] years
d78My dearest friends in bonds of love
d79My God, how endless [lasting] is thy love
d80My Savior and my God, Thine, thine I long to be
d81My Savior and my God, Thou art my only
d82Naught of merit, or of price
d83Now from the altar of my heart [our hearts]
d84O come, and dwell in [with] me [us]
d85O do not be discouraged, For Jesus is your friend
d86O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God
d87O for a closer walk with God
d88O for a glance of heavenly day
d89O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice
d90O may thy powerful word Inspire a feeble worm
d91O sing to me of heaven
d92O solemn hour, when God shall call
d93O tell me no more of this [the] world's vain [vain world's] store
d94O that my load of sin were [was] gone
d95O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above
d96O where shall rest be found
d97Of that templr to which I am going
d98On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye
d99One spark, O God, of heavenly fire
d100ôTis religion that can give sweetest pleasures

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