The Chorus: or, a collection of choruses and hymns, selected and original, adapted especially to the class-room, and to meetings for prayer and Christian conference (7th ed., Imp. and Enl.)

Editor: A. S. Jenks, D. Gilkey
Publisher: A. S. Jenks, Philadelphia, 1858
Language: English
Notes: Hymns (H) are numbered separately
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301I would not live alway, I ask not to stayPage Scan
302From every stormy wind [sense] that blowsPage Scan
303Come on my partners in distressPage Scan
304The way the holy prophets wentPage Scan
305O pray for me, I'll pray for you, For that's the wayPage Scan
306The good old way, how sweet thou art!TextPage Scan
307And if you meet with troublesPage Scan
308Come thou fount of every blessingPage Scan
309Come, ye sinners, poor and needyPage Scan
310Our suffering times will soon be o'erPage Scan
H1Attend, young friends, while [whilst] I relatePage Scan
H2Come, poor guilty, anxious mournerPage Scan
H3Sinner, spare that namePage Scan
H4Come, mourning sinner [sinners], and dry up your tearsPage Scan
H5Can you slight your great CreatorPage Scan
H6Softly the penitent whispers [offers] his prayerPage Scan
H7Ye wanderers attend and give earPage Scan
H8When I call to my remembrancePage Scan
H9Time speeds away, away, awayPage Scan
H10My soul is now united to Christ, the living vinePage Scan
H11When clad in the garments of sorrow and painPage Scan
H12Away with all of creature charmsPage Scan
H13My brethren, I have found a landPage Scan
H14A pilgrim in this desert worldPage Scan
H15Now the Christian pilgrim singsPage Scan
H16My soul's full of glory, inspiring [which fires] [it fires] my tonguePage Scan
H17A hope of heaven, a precious treasurePage Scan
H18When pulse beats low and cheeks grow palePage Scan
H19O Zion, when I think of [on] thee, I wish [long] [mourn] for pinionsPage Scan
H20We have heard from the [that] bright [and] the [that] better [holy] landPage Scan
H21What if our bark, o'er life's rough wavePage Scan
H22A few more days on earth to spendPage Scan
H23There is an hour of peaceful restPage Scan
H24Come classmates don't grow wearyPage Scan
H25Let others delight in the gambols of mirthPage Scan
H26Come, little children, now we [you] may partakePage Scan
H27Burst, ye emerald [pearly] gates, and bringPage Scan
H28Since meridian light commenced [commences]Page Scan
H29River of death, thy stream I seePage Scan
H30The angels that watched round the tombPage Scan
H31When Jesus, my Savior, first called me to goPage Scan
H32Star of peace to wanderers weary [dreary]Page Scan
H33I came to the spot where the White Pilgrim layPage Scan
H34I have a never failing bankPage Scan
H35And must I bear the cross alonePage Scan
H36I love it, I love it, and who shall darePage Scan
H37Dressed uniform Christ's soldiers are when dutyPage Scan
H38Pilgrim and stranger, sadly I roamPage Scan
H39Out on an ocean all boundless we ridePage Scan
H40In de dark wood, no Indian nighPage Scan
H41Our bondage it will end by and byPage Scan
H42Low down in this beautiful valleyPage Scan
H43Since man by sin has lost [gone from] [strayed from] his GodPage Scan
H44I asked the glad and happy childPage Scan
H45Come, saints and sinners, hear me tellPage Scan
H46Sinner, go, will you goPage Scan
H47O sinners, sinners, don't you seePage Scan
H48My days are gliding swiftly byPage Scan
H49By faith I view my Savior dyingPage Scan
H50There's a Friend above all others, he is lovePage Scan
H51There we shall reign with JesusPage Scan
H52Skeptic, spare that bookPage Scan
H53Come, brothers, who do love the LordPage Scan
H54Now in a song of grateful praise [love]Page Scan
H55Though in a world of sicknessPage Scan
H56Is there a thing that moves and breaksPage Scan
H57There is a land of pleasure, Where streams of joy forever rollPage Scan
H58The spacious world promiscuous flowsPage Scan
H59I'm traveling through the wildernessPage Scan
H60Afflicted saint [saints] [soul] [souls], to Christ [God] draw nearPage Scan
H61O'er the distant mountains neath the Eastern skiesPage Scan
H62There is a blessed volume, whose page fair and brightPage Scan
H63I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my homePage Scan
H64Come, children, let us sing, while time is on the wingPage Scan
H65For me to live is Christ; to die is endless gainPage Scan
H66O'er on the banks of life's pure riverPage Scan
H67O they tell me thou art gonePage Scan
H68'Tis a calm, still nightPage Scan
H69I long to see the season come when JesusPage Scan
H70All went up to CalvaryPage Scan
H71We speak of the realms of the blestPage Scan
H72Come, poor sinner, come to Jesus, Lo, he left his throne for theePage Scan
H73When the last trumpet's sound shakes the earth all roundPage Scan
H74Soldiers of the cross, arise, look upon thatPage Scan
H75Once upon the heaving stormy oceanPage Scan
H76What to me are earth's pleasuresPage Scan
H77Happy is the man who has chosen Wisdom's waysPage Scan
H78Our kindred dear to heaven have [are] gonePage Scan
H79Happy the spirit released from its clayPage Scan
H80Go, bring me [them], said the dying fairPage Scan
H81How swiftly the years of our pilgrimage flyPage Scan
H82Farewell, my brethren, all farewellPage Scan

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