The Baptist Praise Book

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1101Dear is the spot where Christians sleepPage Scan
1102How blest the righteous when he dies!Page Scan
1103Why should we start, and fear to diePage Scan
1104How sweet the hour of closing dayPage Scan
1105Say, why should friendship grieve for thosePage Scan
1106Go, spirit of the sainted deadPage Scan
1107As the sweet flower that scents the mornPage Scan
1108Oh, stay thy tears; for they are blestPage Scan
1109O God, thy grace and blessing givePage Scan
1110How vain is all beneath the skies!Page Scan
1111So fades the lovely blooming flowerPage Scan
1112Sweet thought, my God! that on the palmsPage Scan
1113I would not live alway: I ask not to stayPage Scan
1114Unveil thy bosom, faithful tombPage Scan
1115Why do we mourn departing friendsPage Scan
1116Why should our tears in sorrow flowPage Scan
1117There is an hour when I must partPage Scan
1118Hark! from the tombs a warning soundPage Scan
1119Hear what the voice from heaven proclaimsPage Scan
1120The once-loved form, now cold and deadPage Scan
1121'Tis Jesus speaks: I fold, says hePage Scan
1122Ye mourning saints, whose streaming tearsPage Scan
1123O thou, whose filmed and failing eyePage Scan
1124Oh, for an overcoming faithPage Scan
1125Through sorrow's night, and danger's pathPage Scan
1126When downward to the darksome tombPage Scan
1127Another hand is beckoning usPage Scan
1128As bowed by sudden storms, the rosePage Scan
1129Behold the western evening light!Page Scan
1130It is not death to diePage Scan
1131A few more years shall rollPage Scan
1132Rest for the toiling handPage Scan
1133"Forever with the Lord!" Page Scan
1134Oh, for the death of thosePage Scan
1135Servant of God, well donePage Scan
1136And is there, Lord, a restPage Scan
1137And must this body diePage Scan
1138Pastor, thou art from us takenPage Scan
1139Brother, rest from sin and sorrowPage Scan
1140Cease, ye mourners, cease to languishPage Scan
1141Sister, thou wast mild and lovelyPage Scan
1142What is life? 'tis but a vaporPage Scan
1143Friend after friend departsPage Scan
1144No, no, it is not dyingPage Scan
1145Tender Shepherd, thou hast stilledPage Scan
1146Beyond the smiling and the weepingPage Scan
1147Oh, for the peace which floweth like a riverPage Scan
1148'Mid the pastures green of the blesséd islesPage Scan
1149The heavens declare thy glory, LordPage Scan
1150God, in the gospel of his SonPage Scan
1151Now let my soul, Eternal KingPage Scan
1152I love the sacred Book of God!Page Scan
1153The starry firmament on highPage Scan
1154Upon the Gospel's sacred pagePage Scan
1155What glory gilds the sacred pagePage Scan
1156Father of mercies, in thy wordPage Scan
1157Lamp of our feet! whereby we tracePage Scan
1158Laden with guilt, and full of fearsPage Scan
1159How precious is the book divinePage Scan
1160Thou lovely Source of true delightPage Scan
1161How shall the young secure their heartsPage Scan
1162Hail, sacred truth! whose piercing raysPage Scan
1163How beauteous are their feetPage Scan
1164Ye messengers of ChristPage Scan
1165Lord of the harvest! hearPage Scan
1166O holy Lord, our GodPage Scan
1167"Go preach my gospel," saith the LordPage Scan
1168Father of mercies, bow thine earPage Scan
1169Lord of the harvest, bend thine earPage Scan
1170Father of mercies, in thy housePage Scan
1171We bid thee welcome in the namePage Scan
1172Pour out thy Spirit from on highPage Scan
1173'Tis done--th' important act is donePage Scan
1174Let Zion's watchman all awakePage Scan
1175Oh, still in accents sweet and strongPage Scan
1176We thank thee, Lord, for sending herePage Scan
1177The earth, O Lord, is one wide fieldPage Scan
1178O Jesus, in this solemn hourPage Scan
1179Son of God, our glorious Head!Page Scan
1180O Lord of hosts, whose glory fillsPage Scan
1181The perfect world, by Adam trodPage Scan
1182O God the Father, Christ the SonPage Scan
1183Maker of land and rolling seaPage Scan
1184And wilt thou, O Eternal GodPage Scan
1185When Israel's priest the Lamb did choosePage Scan
1186Builder of mighty worlds on worldsPage Scan
1187To thee this temple we devotePage Scan
1188O thou, whose own vast temple standsPage Scan
1189In loud exalted strainsPage Scan
1190Before the Lord we bowPage Scan
1191Look from thy sphere of endless dayPage Scan
1192Sons of day! Arise from slumbersPage Scan
1193Our country's voice is pleadingPage Scan
1194Go preach the blest salvationPage Scan
1195When, Lord, to this our western landPage Scan
1196From yonder Rocky MountainsPage Scan
1197My soul is not at restPage Scan
1198From all that dwell below the skiesPage Scan
1199Sovereign of worlds, display thy powerPage Scan
1200Oh, hallowed is the land and blessedPage Scan

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