Village hymns for social worship, selected and original: designed as a supplement to Dr. Watts's Psalms and hymns (2nd ed.)

Editor: Asahel Nettleton
Publisher: Goodwin & Co. (Printer), Hartford, 1824
Language: English
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201Why sinks my weak desponding mind?Page Scan
202My soul would fain indulge a hopePage Scan
203Wherefore should man, frail child of clayPage Scan
204My soul doth magnify the LordPage Scan
205Come, we who love the LordPage Scan
206Blessed Redeemer! how divinePage Scan
207Happy the heart where graces reignPage Scan
208Eye hath not seen, nor ear hath heardPage Scan
209The ransomed spirit to her homePage Scan
210My gracious Redeemer I lovePage Scan
211Of all the joys we mortals knowPage Scan
212'Tis a point I long to knowPage Scan
213Did I possess the gift of tonguesPage Scan
214Let party names no morePage Scan
215How sweet, how [and] heavenly is the sightPage Scan
216Sweet peace of conscience, heavenly guestPage Scan
217Come, heavenly peace of mindPage Scan
218Now let our voices joinPage Scan
219My times of sorrow, and of joyPage Scan
220Our hearts are fastened to this [the] worldPage Scan
221And must I part with all I havePage Scan
222Let those who bear the Christian namePage Scan
223O Lord, my best desires fulfilPage Scan
224Jesus once left his throne on highPage Scan
225Thro' all the changing scenes of lifePage Scan
226The God of my salvation livesPage Scan
227Give to the winds thy fearsPage Scan
228Begone, unbelief, [for] my [our] Savior is nearPage Scan
229Happy the man, who finds the gracePage Scan
230Zeal is that pure and heav'nly flamePage Scan
231Jesus, my King, proclaims the warPage Scan
232Awake, my soul! lift up thine eyesPage Scan
233What jarring natures dwell withinPage Scan
234With tears of anguish I lamentPage Scan
235Lord, I'm defiled in every partPage Scan
236'Tis first of all thyself to knowPage Scan
237And what am I, my soul awakePage Scan
238Once I thought my mountain strongPage Scan
239How tedious and tasteless the hoursPage Scan
240Where is now our boasted SaviorPage Scan
241Encompass'd with clouds of distressPage Scan
242Happy the hours, the golden daysPage Scan
243Sweet was the time, when first I feltPage Scan
244I ask'd the Lord, that I might growPage Scan
245How far alas, in sinful waysPage Scan
246Dear Jesus, let thy pitying eye Call back a wandering sheepPage Scan
247Blest Saviour, by thy pow'rful wordPage Scan
248Did Christ o'er sinners weep?Page Scan
249World, adieu! thou real cheatPage Scan
250How false this earth in all its formsPage Scan
251Dead be my heart to all belowPage Scan
252In vain the giddly world inquiresPage Scan
253I send the joys of earth awayPage Scan
254Dear refuge of my [the] weary soul, On thee, when sorows risePage Scan
255Jesus, lover of my soulPage Scan
256And will the offended God againPage Scan
257O thou, to whose all-searching sightPage Scan
258Oh, could our thoughts and wishes flyPage Scan
259My soul be on thy [your] guardPage Scan
260Alas, what hourly dangers rise!Page Scan
261Savior, we wait the dayPage Scan
262When I survey the wond'rous crossPage Scan
263When I the blest Redeemer seePage Scan
264How sweet the name of Jesus soundsPage Scan
265Sweet the moments, rich in blessingPage Scan
266Through this wide [wild] wilderness I roamPage Scan
267Children of God who faint and slowPage Scan
268The Lord of light though veiled awhilePage Scan
269As when the weary trav'ler gainsPage Scan
270Pilgrim, burdened with thy sin, Haste to Zion'sPage Scan
271Fountain of light, whose copious streamPage Scan
272Sometimes a light surpisesPage Scan
273O happy soul, that lives on highPage Scan
274When I can read my title clearPage Scan
275Thrice happy souls [men] [they], who born [heirs] from [of] heavenPage Scan
276Guide me, O thou great JehovahPage Scan
277Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wingsPage Scan
278Now let our souls, on wings sublimePage Scan
279Father Divine, thy piercing eyePage Scan
280Return, my roving heart, returnPage Scan
281Whilst thee I seek, protecting Power!Page Scan
282Far from the world, O Lord, I fleePage Scan
283Father, whate'er of eartly blissPage Scan
284Come, Holy Ghost, my soul inspirePage Scan
285I love to steal awhile awayPage Scan
286What various hind'rances we meetPage Scan
287Jesus, who knows full wellPage Scan
288Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desirePage Scan
289Prayer is [was] appointed to conveyPage Scan
290Father of all, thy care we blessPage Scan
291Religion's form is vainPage Scan
292Let Zion's watchmen all awakePage Scan
293Praise to the Lord on highPage Scan
294Men of God, go take your stationsPage Scan
295O thou, before whose gracious thronePage Scan
296What though the arm of conquering deathPage Scan
297I love thy kingdom, LordPage Scan
298Once, O Lord, thy garden flourish'dPage Scan
299O Sun of righteousness divine, On usPage Scan
300How few the word of God regardPage Scan

[This hymnal has not been proofed - data may be incomplete or incorrect]
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