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

#	Text	Tune
d101	My soul, repeat His praise Whose mercies are so
d102	My soul, thy great Creator praise When clothed in
d103	My spirit looks to God alone My rock and refuge
d104	My thoughts, that oft ascend [often mount] the skies
d105	No, 'tis in vain to seek for bliss
d106	Now be my heart [our hearts] inspired to sing
d107	Now begin the heavenly theme
d108	Now in the heat [flush] of youthful blood
d109	Now let our mournful song [songs] record
d110	O come, loud anthems let us sing, loud thanks
d111	O for a shout of sacred joy
d112	O for a sweet, inspiring ray
d113	O God, how endless is thy love
d114	O God, how excellent thy grace
d115	O God, my heart is fully bent
d116	O if my soul was [were] formed for woe
d117	O Lord, how great's the favor
d118	O love divine, how sweet [good] thou art
d119	O that the Lord would guide my [our] ways
d120	O thou, in whom the gentiles trust
d121	One there is above all others, well [who] deserves
d122	Our Shepherd alone, the Lord, let us bless
d123	Raise your triumphant songs
d124	Rejoice, ye righteous, in the Lord, This work
d125	Religion is the chief concern
d126	Remember, Lord, our mortal state
d127	Return, O God of love, return
d128	Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings
d129	Salvation, O the joyful sound
d130	Save me O God the swelling flood
d131	See what a living stone
d132	Seraphs, with elevated strains
d133	Shall the vile race of flesh and blood
d134	Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive
d135	Sing to the Lord, that built the skies
d136	Sing to the Lord, ye [you] distant lands
d137	Sinner [sinners], O why so thoughtless grown
d138	Stoop down, my thoughts, that [which] used [use] to rise
d139	Sure there's a righteous God
d140	Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King
d141	Teach me the measure of my days
d142	That awful day will surely come
d143	The God of glory sends his summons forth
d144	The Lord Jehovah reigns, His throne is built on high
d145	The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied
d146	The Lord, the sovereign, sends his summons forth
d147	The rising morning can't ensure
d148	The spacious firmament on high
d149	Thee we adore, eternal name, And humbly
d150	There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins]
d151	There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign
d152	Think, mighty God, on feeble man
d153	This is the day the Lord hath [has] made, He calls
d154	This spacious earth is all the Lord's, And men
d155	Thou Lord, by strictest search hast known
d156	Thou soft [sweet] flowing [gliding] Kedron [Cedron], by thy silver [limpid] stream
d157	Thrice happy man [name] who fears the Lord
d158	Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble
d159	Through every age, eternal God
d160	Thy name, Almighty Lord [God], shall sound
d161	'Tis by thy strength the mountains stand
d162	'Tis finished, the Redeemer cries
d163	To God the great, the ever blest [blessed]
d164	To God the only wise, our Savior and our King
d165	To our Almighty Maker, God, new honors be addressed
d166	To thee, O Lord, my cries ascend
d167	'Twas from thy hand, my [great] God, I came
d168	Upward I lift mine [my] eyes
d169	Vital spark of heavenly flame
d170	We lift our hearts to thee, O [Our] [Thou] Day-Star
d171	Welcome, sweet day of rest
d172	What equal honors shall we bring
d173	What shall I render to my God for all his kindness shown
d174	When blooming youth is [are] snatched [called] away
d175	When I can read my title clear
d176	When overwhelmed with grief
d177	When shall thy lovely face be seen
d178	Where nothing dwelt but beasts of prey
d179	Why did the nations join to slay
d180	Why do we [ye] [you] mourn departing [departed] [for dying] friends
d181	Why should vain mortals tremble at the sight
d182	With reverence let the [should thy] saints appear
d183	With songs and honors sounding loud
d184	Ye boundless realms of joy
d185	Ye that delight to serve the Lord
d186	Ye tribes of Adam join, with heaven and earth and seas
d187	Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor Behold a royal feast
d188	Yes, the Redeemer rose [lives]; The Savior left the dead