Sabbath School and Social Hymns of the Reformed Protestant Dutch Church of the U.S.A.

Publisher: Board of Managers, General Synod's Sunday School Union, New York, 1843
Denomination: Reformed Protestant Dutch Church (U.S.)
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d201Once more before we part, O [we'll] bless the Savior's [Redeemer's] name
d202One there is above all others, well [who] deserves
d203Only this frail and fleeting breath
d204Our Father, whose eternal sway
d205Our life is never at a stand
d206Our Savior, Jesus, heavenly King
d207Our tongues were made to bless the Lord
d208Placed on the verge of youth, my mind
d209Poor and needy though I be
d210Praise to the Sovereign of the sky
d211Prayer is [was] appointed to convey
d212Raise your triumphant songs
d213Remark my soul [with awe] the narrow bounds
d214Rich is the sacred song that swells
d215Rise, O my [our] soul [souls], pursue the path[way]
d216Roll on, thou mighty ocean, And as thy billows
d217See a poor sinner, dearest [gracious] Lord
d218See in the vineyard of the Lord
d219See the kind [good] Shepherd, Jesus, stands
d220See the leaves around us [you] falling
d221Sinner [sinners], O why so thoughtless grown
d222Sinner [sinners], will you [ye] scorn [slight] the message
d223Softly now the light of day
d224Soldiers of Christ, arise, and put [gird] your armor
d225Songs of praise the angels sang
d226Source of light and power divine
d227Sovereign of worlds, display thy power
d228Sow in the morn thy [the] seed, At eve
d229Strive, for the way is strait [straight] In which the Savior trod
d230Such pity as a father hath
d231Sweet was the time when first I felt
d232Take up thy cross, the Savior said, If thou wouldst my disciple be
d233Teacher divine, we bow the knee
d234Teacher, guide of young beginners
d235Ten thousand times ten thousand gifts
d236That awful hour will soon appear
d237That Jesus hears when sinners pray
d238The billows swell, the winds are high
d239The blessed Spirit, like the wind
d240The clock has struck, I cannot stay
d241The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear
d242The happy morn we hail again
d243The hosts of tyranny were near
d244The hour is come, I will not stray
d245The hours of evening close
d246The lillies of the field, that quickly fade away
d247The Lord descended from above
d248The morning breaks, my voice I raise
d249The praises of my tongue
d250The Sabbath of the Lord, the Sabbath is our day
d251The soul untaught is dark as night
d252The Spirit breathes upon the Word
d253The [That] day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven
d254There is a glorious world of light
d255There is a God who [that] reigns above
d256There is an hour of peaceful rest
d257There is, beyond the sky, A heaven of joy and love
d258There's joy before the face of God
d259There's not a tint that paints the rose
d260Think, O ye, who fondly languish, O'er the grave
d261This is a precious book indeed
d262This is the day the Lord of life
d263This is the day when Christ arose
d264This is the field, where hidden lies The pearl of price
d265This year is hastening away
d266Thou art gone to the grave but we will not deplore thee
d267Thou art the Way, to thee alone
d268Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb
d269Thou ever present aid in suffering and distress
d270Thou hidden love of God, whose height
d271Thou, who didst with love and blessing
d272Though I am young, I have a soul The world can never buy
d273Through all the dangers of the night
d274Through the day thy love has [hath] spared us
d275Thus saith the wisdom of the Lord
d276Thy voice, great God, has called away
d277Thy way, O God [Lord] is in the sea
d278Time by moments steals away
d279Time is winging us away
d280'Tis God the spirit leads
d281'Tis my happiness below
d282'Tis sweet to rest in lively hope
d283To do to others as I would that they should do to me
d284To God who reigns above the sky
d285To Jesus, the crown of my [our] hope
d286To keep the lamp alive with oil we fill the bowl
d287To thee, my Shepherd and my Rock
d288To thee, O Lord, my heavenly King
d289To thee, the little children's friend
d290To thy temple we repair
d291Uncertain how the way to find
d292Watchman, tell us of the night
d293We are but young, yet we may sing
d294We now from school depart
d295We thank the Lord who brought us here
d296Weary of wandering from my God
d297We've passed a pleasant Sabbath day
d298What a mercy, what a treasure
d299What is there, Lord, a child [youth] can do
d300What think ye [you] of Christ, is the test

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