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The Western Harp: a Collection of Social and Revival Hymns

Publisher: Methodist Book Depository, St. Louis, Mo., 1855
Denomination: Methodist hymnals (general)
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d1A home in heaven, what a joyful thought
d2A pilgrim and a stranger here, I seek the home to
d3A traveling pilgrim here I am
d4A youthful company we meet
d5A youthful pilgrim here I roam
d6Afar from home, wanderer, why dost thou stay
d7Afflicted saint [saints] [soul] [souls], to Christ [God] draw near
d8Afflictions, though they seem severe
d9All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall
d10Am I a soldier of the cross
d11Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved
d12An alien from God, and a stranger to grace
d13And let this feeble body fail
d14Approach, my soul, the mercy seat
d15Arise and shine, O Zion fair
d16As fades the landscape from the sight
d17As on the cross the Savior hung
d18Attend, young friends, while [whilst] I relate
d19Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays
d20Awake my soul, stretch every nerve
d21Awaked by Sinai's awful sound
d22Away my unbelieving fear
d23Behold the Savior of mankind
d24Beside the gospel pool Appointed for the poor
d25Brethren, we have met to worship, and adore the Lord our God
d26Bright scenes of glory strike my sense
d27Brother soldier, still fight on
d28Burst, ye emerald [pearly] gates, and bring
d29Child of sin and sorrow, Filled with dismay
d30Children listen to the strains
d31Children of the heavenly king as we journey
d32Come away to the skies, my beloved, arise
d33Come, humble sinner, in whose breast
d34Come, let us anew our journey pursue
d35Come, let us anew our journey pursue, With vigor
d36Come, my soul, and let us try, For a little season
d37Come, my soul, thy suit prepare
d38Come, O thou traveller unknown
d39Come on, my brethren, in the Lord
d40Come, poor sinners, Christ invites you
d41Come, tell of your vessel
d42Come, we [ye] [you] that love the Lord indeed
d43Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish
d44Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded
d45Come youthful sinners, come
d46Dark and thorny [stormy] is the desert
d47Death shall not destroy my comfort [comforts], Christ shall guide me through the gloom
d48Drooping souls no longer grieve, Heaven
d49Encompassed with clouds of distress
d50Eternity is just at hand
d51Far from my [our] thoughts, vain world, be gone
d52Farewell, dear friends, I must be gone
d53Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand
d54Father, I long, I faint to see The place of thine abode
d55Fly away to thy long sought home on high
d56Friend after friend departs
d57From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies
d58From all that's mortal, all that's vain
d59From every stormy wind [sense] that blows
d60From Greenland's icy mountains
d61From whence doth [does] this [the] union arise
d62Go watch and pray, thou canst not tell
d63Go, when the morning shineth
d64Guide me, O thou great Jehovah
d65Hail, sovereign love, that first began
d66Hail the blest morn when [see] the great Mediator
d67Hail ye sighing sons of sorrow
d68Happy are our days below
d69Hark, listen to the trumpeters They sound for volunteers
d70Hark, my soul, it is the Lord
d71Hark, the jubilee is sounding
d72Haste [Hasten], [O] sinner [sinners] [now] to be wise
d73Have you heard, have you heard of that [the] sun-bright [heavenly] clime
d74Hear, O hear the melting story
d75Hear the royal proclamation, the glad tidings
d76Hearts of stone, relent, relent
d77Here we suffer grief and pain; Here we meet to part again
d78Hither, ye faithful, haste with [in] songs of triumph
d79How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord
d80How full of anguish is the thought
d81How happy, gracious Lord, are we
d82How happy [happy's] every child of grace, who [that] feels [knows] his sins forgiven
d83How happy is the pilgrim's lot
d84How lost was [is] my [our] condition
d85How painfully pleasing the fond recollection Of youthful connections [emotions]
d86How sad are the moments when wandering from God
d87How sweet is the Sabbath, the morning [season] of rest
d88How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
d89How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours
d90Hungry, and faint and poor
d91I am a pilgrim, I am a stranger, I can tarry
d92I have sought round the [this] verdant earth
d93I know that my Redeemer lives, what comfort this
d94I long to see the season [seasons] come when sinners
d95I love to steal awhile away
d96I seek a place which is out of sight
d97I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay
d98I'll praise my Maker with my [while I've] [whilst I've] breath
d99I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord
d100In all my Lord's appointed ways

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