A Collection of Hymns and Psalms for the Use of Singing School and Musical Societies

Editor: J. J. Husband
Published: 1807
Place of Publication: Lancaster, Penn.
Language: English
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d101My soul, repeat His praise Whose mercies are so
d102My soul, thy great Creator praise When clothed in
d103My spirit looks to God alone My rock and refuge
d104My thoughts, that oft ascend [often mount] the skies
d105No, 'tis in vain to seek for bliss
d106Now be my heart [our hearts] inspired to sing
d107Now begin the heavenly theme
d108Now in the heat [flush] of youthful blood
d109Now let our mournful song [songs] record
d110O come, loud anthems let us sing, loud thanks
d111O for a shout of sacred joy
d112O for a sweet, inspiring ray
d113O God, how endless is thy love
d114O God, how excellent thy grace
d115O God, my heart is fully bent
d116O if my soul was [were] formed for woe
d117O Lord, how great's the favor
d118O love divine, how sweet [good] thou art
d119O that the Lord would guide my [our] ways
d120O thou, in whom the gentiles trust
d121One there is above all others, well [who] deserves
d122Our Shepherd alone, the Lord, let us bless
d123Raise your triumphant songs
d124Rejoice, ye righteous, in the Lord, This work
d125Religion is the chief concern
d126Remember, Lord, our mortal state
d127Return, O God of love, return
d128Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings
d129Salvation, O the joyful sound
d130Save me O God the swelling flood
d131See what a living stone
d132Seraphs, with elevated strains
d133Shall the vile race of flesh and blood
d134Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive
d135Sing to the Lord, that built the skies
d136Sing to the Lord, ye [you] distant lands
d137Sinner [sinners], O why so thoughtless grown
d138Stoop down, my thoughts, that [which] used [use] to rise
d139Sure there's a righteous God
d140Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King
d141Teach me the measure of my days
d142That awful day will surely come
d143The God of glory sends his summons forth
d144The Lord Jehovah reigns, His throne is built on high
d145The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied
d146The Lord, the sovereign, sends his summons forth
d147The rising morning can't ensure
d148The spacious firmament on high
d149Thee we adore, eternal name, And humbly
d150There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins]
d151There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign
d152Think, mighty God, on feeble man
d153This is the day the Lord hath [has] made, He calls
d154This spacious earth is all the Lord's, And men
d155Thou Lord, by strictest search hast known
d156Thou soft [sweet] flowing [gliding] Kedron [Cedron], by thy silver [limpid] stream
d157Thrice happy man [name] who fears the Lord
d158Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble
d159Through every age, eternal God
d160Thy name, Almighty Lord [God], shall sound
d161'Tis by thy strength the mountains stand
d162'Tis finished, the Redeemer cries
d163To God the great, the ever blest [blessed]
d164To God the only wise, our Savior and our King
d165To our Almighty Maker, God, new honors be addressed
d166To thee, O Lord, my cries ascend
d167'Twas from thy hand, my [great] God, I came
d168Upward I lift mine [my] eyes
d169Vital spark of heavenly flame
d170We lift our hearts to thee, O [Our] [Thou] Day-Star
d171Welcome, sweet day of rest
d172What equal honors shall we bring
d173What shall I render to my God for all his kindness shown
d174When blooming youth is [are] snatched [called] away
d175When I can read my title clear
d176When overwhelmed with grief
d177When shall thy lovely face be seen
d178Where nothing dwelt but beasts of prey
d179Why did the nations join to slay
d180Why do we [ye] [you] mourn departing [departed] [for dying] friends
d181Why should vain mortals tremble at the sight
d182With reverence let the [should thy] saints appear
d183With songs and honors sounding loud
d184Ye boundless realms of joy
d185Ye that delight to serve the Lord
d186Ye tribes of Adam join, with heaven and earth and seas
d187Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor Behold a royal feast
d188Yes, the Redeemer rose [lives]; The Savior left the dead

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