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The Voice of Praise: a collection of hymns for the use of the Methodist Church

Publisher: James Robison, Pittsburgh, Penn., 1873
Denomination: Methodist Protestant Church
Language: English
Notes: Hymns, Chants (C) and Doxologies (D) are numbered separately
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901Lo! on a narrow neck of landTextPage Scan
902O God! our help in ages pastTextPage Scan
903Tomorrow, Lord, is thineTextPage Scan
904My days, my weeks, my months, my yearsTextPage Scan
905How long, sometimes, a day appears!TextPage Scan
906Swift as the arrow cuts its wayTextPage Scan
907How swift the torrent rollsTextPage Scan
908Behold, my soul, the narrow boundTextPage Scan
909Time is winging us awayTextPage Scan
910As flows the rapid riverTextPage Scan
911The time is short sinners!--sinners, beware!TextPage Scan
912God of eternity! from theeTextPage Scan
913The stream of life is going dryTextPage Scan
914Eternity! eternity! How long art thou, eternity!TextPage Scan
915Oh, what is life? 'tis like a flowerTextPage Scan
916Stand, th' Omnipotent decreeTextPage Scan
917There's rest in the graveTextPage Scan
918Spirit, leave thy house of clayTextPage Scan
919And will the Judge descend?`TextPage Scan
920Through sorrow's night and danger's pathTextPage Scan
921He comes! he comes! the Judge severe!TextPage Scan
922Lo! he comes, with clouds descendingTextPage Scan
923Sinners, take the friendly warningTextPage Scan
924That awful day will surely comeTextPage Scan
925Shall man, O God of light and lifeTextPage Scan
926The chariot! the chariot! its wheels roll in fireTextPage Scan
927Day of judgment! day of wonders!TextPage Scan
928See the stars from heaven falling!TextPage Scan
929Hear what the voice from heaven proclaimsTextPage Scan
930Thou Judge of quick and deadTextPage Scan
931Far beyond this world of sorrowTextPage Scan
932There is a world we have not seenTextPage Scan
933High in yonder realms of lightTextPage Scan
934There is an hour of peaceful restTextPage Scan
935Now let our voices joinTextPage Scan
936Deathless principle, arise TextPage Scan
937My Father's house on highTextPage Scan
938When we pass through yonder riverTextPage Scan
939Ye angels, who stand round the throneTextPage Scan
940Burst, ye emerald gates, and bringTextPage Scan
941There's music in the upper heaven--TextPage Scan
942I long to behold him arrayed TextPage Scan
943Since o'er thy footstool here belowTextPage Scan
944As when the weary traveler gainsTextPage Scan
945In vain the fancy strives to paint TextPage Scan
946Sweet rivers of redeeming loveTextPage Scan
947Who are these arrayed in whiteTextPage Scan
948For ever with the Lord! Amen, so let it be!TextPage Scan
949When forced to part from those we loveTextPage Scan
950Who are these in bright array, This exulting, happy throngTextPage Scan
951There is an hour of hallowed peaceTextPage Scan
952I would not live alway; I ask not to stayTextPage Scan
953Far from these narrow scenes of night TextPage Scan
954We know, by faith we knowTextPage Scan
955There is a land immortal, The beautiful of landsTextPage Scan
956There's a land that is fairer than dayTextPage Scan
957Beautiful Zion, built above, Beautiful city that I loveTextPage Scan
958Rise, my soul! and stretch thy wingsTextPage Scan
959All hail! ye fair celestial shoresTextPage Scan
960Oh, when shall we sweetly removeTextPage Scan
961Oh, what a mighty change Shall Jesus' suff'rers knowTextPage Scan
962We've no abiding city hereTextPage Scan
963There never shall the sun go downTextPage Scan
964Palms of glory, raiment brightTextPage Scan
965There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reignTextPage Scan
966On Jordan's stormy banks I stand, And cast a wishful eyeTextPage Scan
967Jerusalem, my happy home, Name ever dear to meTextPage Scan
968Parting soul, the floods await theeTextPage Scan
969Intemperance, like a raging floodTextPage Scan
970Round the temp'rance standard rallyTextPage Scan
971Praise, for the glorious lightTextPage Scan
972Slavery and death the cup containsTextPage Scan
973Oppression shall not always reignTextPage Scan
974For all who love thee and thy causeTextPage Scan
975The mighty angel, to whose handTextPage Scan
976Oh! turn from the wineglass awayTextPage Scan
977Scorn not the slightest word or deedTextPage Scan
978We praise thee, Lord! if but one soulTextPage Scan
979Lord of the worlds below!TextPage Scan
980Great God, as seasons disappearTextPage Scan
981Fountain of mercy, God of loveTextPage Scan
982'Tis by thy strength the mountains standTextPage Scan
983Great God! let all our tuneful powersTextPage Scan
984The leaves, around me fallingTextPage Scan
985Stern winter throws his icy chainsTextPage Scan
986Good is the heavenly KingTextPage Scan
987When verdure clothes the fertile valeTextPage Scan
988How glad the tone when summer's sunTextPage Scan
989See how rude winter's icy handTextPage Scan
990Thou who roll'st the year aroundTextPage Scan
991Great God, we sing that mighty handTextPage Scan
992The year is gone beyond recallTextPage Scan
993While, with ceaseless course, the sunTextPage Scan
994Come, let us anew our journey pursue, Roll round with the yearTextPage Scan
995Awake, ye saints, and raise your eyesTextPage Scan
996Ye virgin souls, ariseTextPage Scan
997Now, gracious Lord, thine arm revealTextPage Scan
998Come, let us use the grace divineTextPage Scan
999The gold and silver are the Lord'sTextPage Scan
1000Go to the pillow of diseaseTextPage Scan

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