Zion's Harp

Publisher: Trustess of Free Will Baptist Connection, Dover, N.H., 1844
Denomination: Free Will Baptists
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d1A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify
d2A poor wayfaring man of grief Hath often crossed
d3Afflictions, though they seem severe
d4Ah, guilty sinner, ruined by transgression What
d5Ah, whither should I go
d6Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die?
d7All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall
d8Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved
d9And am I born to die
d10And am I only born to die
d11Arise, my soul, arise, Shake off
d12As near to Calvary I pass
d13As on the cross the Savior hung
d14Attend, ye saints, and hear me tell
d15Awake, and sing the song of Moses and the Lamb
d16Awaked by Sinai's awful sound
d17Away my doubts, begone my fears
d18Be it my only wisdom here
d19Behold the wretch whose lust and wine
d20Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow
d21Brethren, while we sojourn here
d22Broad is the road [stream] that leads to death [wrath]
d23By whom was David taught
d24Children of God renounce your fear
d25Children of the heavenly king as we journey
d26Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers
d27Come on, my partners in distress
d28Come thou fount of every blessing
d29Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish
d30Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded
d31Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys
d32Delay not, delay not: O sinner [drunkard] draw near
d33Far from me be grief and sadness
d34Far from mortal cares retreating
d35Farewell, farewell, farewell, my [dear] friends
d36Farewell, loving Christians, farewell for a while
d37Father of mercies, when the day is dawning
d38From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies
d39From every earthly pleasure
d40From every stormy wind [sense] that blows
d41From Greenland's icy mountains
d42Glory to God that I have found
d43Hail, heavenly love, that first began
d44Hail, my ever blessed Jesus
d45Hail, sweetest, dearest, tie that binds
d46Hail the blest morn when [see] the great Mediator
d47Hail the day so long expected, Hail the year
d48Hail the day so long predicted
d49Hail, thou once despised Jesus
d50Hail to the Lord's anointed
d51Hark, from the tomb [tombs] a doleful [warning] [mournful] sound
d52Hark, my soul, it is the Lord
d53He dies, the friend of sinners dies
d54Here o'er the earth as a stranger I roam
d55How happy are the little flock
d56How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey
d57How lost was [is] my [our] condition
d58How painfully pleasing the fond recollection Of youthful connections [emotions]
d59How sweet to reflect on the [those] joys that await me [us]
d60How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours
d61I call to my remembrance
d62I have fought the good fight
d63I love thy kingdom, Lord
d64If God had bid his thunders roll
d65I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord
d66In Christ the Rock, let those who dwell
d67In lands strange and distant
d68Jerusalem, my happy home, O how I long for thee
d69Jesus Christ has [hath] power alone
d70Jesus, full of all compassion
d71Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave
d72Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend
d73Let every mortal ear attend
d74Let saints on earth their anthems raise
d75Let thy Kingdom, blessed Savior
d76Life is the time to serve the Lord
d77Lo he comes with clouds descending
d78Lo Jesus the Savior in mercy draws near
d79Lo on a narrow neck of land
d80Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye
d81Lord, how delightful 'tis to see A whole assembly worship thee
d82Mercy, O thou Son of David
d83Millions there are on heathen ground
d84Mistaken souls, that [who] dream of heaven
d85My days, my [and] weeks, my [and] months, my [and] years
d86My drowsy powers, why sleep ye [you] so
d87My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary
d88My God, the spring of all my joys
d89My soul's full of glory, inspiring [which fires] [it fires] my tongue
d90Not all the blood of beast [beasts], On Jewish altars
d91Now is the accepted time
d92Now the Savior stands [standeth] [standing] a-pleading [and pleading]
d93O brethren be faithful
d94O, could my soul this morning rise
d95O glorious hope of perfect [heavenly] love
d96O Jesus, my Savior, to Thee I submit
d97O love divine, how sweet [good] thou art
d98O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh
d99O tell me where the dove has [is] flown
d100O there will be mourning, mourning, mourning

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