Social Psalmist: or hymns, selected for the private use and social meetings of evangelical Christians

Publisher: Mark H. Newman, New York, 1843
Language: English
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601Come, let us anew our journey pursue, Roll roundPage Scan
602Great God, let all my [our] tuneful powersPage Scan
603God of our life [lives], thy various praisePage Scan
604Our Helper, God, we bless his [thy] namePage Scan
605Now, gracious Lord, thine [thy] arm revealPage Scan
606Great God, we sing that mighty handPage Scan
607Bless, O Lord, the opening yearPage Scan
608Time is winging us awayPage Scan
609While beauty clothes the fertile valePage Scan
610Sweet is the time of springPage Scan
611Pleasing spring again is herePage Scan
612Eternal source of every joyPage Scan
613To praise the [thee] ever bounteous [beauteous] LordPage Scan
614Fountain of mercy, God of lovePage Scan
615O thou who givest all their foodPage Scan
616Awake, ye saints, and raise [lift] your eyesPage Scan
617Thee we adore, eternal name, And humblyPage Scan
618Unvail [Unveil] thy bosom, faithful tombPage Scan
619Cease, ye [you] mourners, cease to languishPage Scan
620Hear what the voice from heaven proclaimsPage Scan
621Why should our tears in sorrow flowPage Scan
622When bending o'er the brink of life [death]Page Scan
623How swiftly the torrent rollsPage Scan
624How blest the righteous when he diesPage Scan
625Happy soul, thy days are ended [ending]Page Scan
626When the vale [veil] of death appearsPage Scan
627That once loved form now coldPage Scan
628So fades the lovely, blooming flower [flowers]Page Scan
629How still and peaceful is the gravePage Scan
630My soul, come, meditate the day, And thinkPage Scan
631Parting soul, the flood awaits [floods await] theePage Scan
632Why should we start and fear to diePage Scan
633Why do we [ye] [you] mourn departing [departed] [for dying] friendsPage Scan
634Peace, 'tis the Lord Jehovah's handPage Scan
635Great God, I own the sentence justPage Scan
636Thou art gone to the grave but we will not deplore theePage Scan
637O for an overcoming faithPage Scan
638Ye mourning saints [friends] [ ones], whose streaming tearsPage Scan
639How sweet the hour of closing dayPage Scan
640Ye golden lamps of heaven, farewell [adieu]Page Scan
641In vain my [the] fancy strives to paint The moment after deathPage Scan
642There is a house not made with [by] hands, EternalPage Scan
643Hark, from the tomb [tombs] a doleful [warning] [mournful] soundPage Scan
644And must this body diePage Scan
645This place is holy groundPage Scan
646Beneath our feet and o'er our headPage Scan
647Stoop down, my thoughts, that [which] used [use] to risePage Scan
648Gently, my Savior [Father], let me downPage Scan
649The God of love will sure indulgePage Scan
650When blooming youth is [are] snatched [called] awayPage Scan
651Through sorrow's night and danger's path [way] [road]Page Scan
652Death, 'tis a melancholy day To those that have no GodPage Scan
653Heaven has confirmed the great [dread] decreePage Scan
654Hark, that shout [sound] of rapturous joy [rapture high]Page Scan
655Sing to the Lord, ye heavenly hosts Page Scan
656Lo he comes from heaven descending sent to judgePage Scan
657Lo he cometh countless trumpetsPage Scan
658That awful day will surely comePage Scan
659When rising from the bed of deathPage Scan
660Hark, the judgment trumpet soundingPage Scan
661The Lord shall [will] come, the earth shall [will] quakePage Scan
662Day of judgment, day of wondersPage Scan
663Great God, what do I [we] see and hearPage Scan
664And will the Judge descend [ascend]Page Scan
665O [When] thou my righteous Judge shall [shalt] comePage Scan
666See, the eternal Judge descendingPage Scan
667The [That] day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heavenPage Scan
668Behold, the day is come, The righteous judge is nearPage Scan
669There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reignPage Scan
670O for a sweet, inspiring rayPage Scan
671High in yonder realms of lightPage Scan
672O where shall rest be foundPage Scan
673How happy are the souls above, From sinPage Scan
674O weep not for the joys that fade, Like evening lights awayPage Scan
675Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart, Inspire each lifeless tonguePage Scan
676There is an hour of peaceful restPage Scan
677There is an hour of hallowed peacePage Scan
678How far beyond our mortal sightPage Scan
679Come, let us join our friends above, who [that] have obtained the prizePage Scan
680Now let our souls, on wings sublimePage Scan
681Jerusalem, my happy home, name ever dear to mePage Scan
682Friend after friend departsPage Scan
683There is a glorious world of lightPage Scan
684Nor eye hath seen nor ear hath heardPage Scan
685How vain is all beneath the skies [sky]Page Scan
686Heaven is the land [place] where trouble ceasePage Scan
687Far from the [these] narrow [gloomy] scenes of night [life]Page Scan
688This world is poor from shore to shorePage Scan
689On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eyePage Scan
690What is life, 'tis but [all] a vaporPage Scan
691Raise thee my soul fly up and runPage Scan
692Earth has engrossed my love too longPage Scan
693Give me the wings of faith to risePage Scan
694Father, I long, I faint to see The place of thine abodePage Scan
695I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stayPage Scan
696These glorious minds [ones], how bright they shinePage Scan
697What are these in bright arrayPage Scan
698Come away to the skies, my beloved, arisePage Scan
699To Jesus, the crown of my [our] hopePage Scan
700Palms of glory, raiment brightPage Scan

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