A Collection of Hymns: Supplementary to the Psalms and Hymns of Dr. Watts

Editor: W. C. Dana
Publisher: Daniel Dana, Jr. / McCarter & Dawson, New York, 1859
Denomination: Presbyterian Church in the U.S.A.
Language: English
Notes: Doxologies are numbered separately
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301Blessed are the sons of GodPage Scan
302Dark the night--the sun will makePage Scan
303Our pathway oft is wet with tearsPage Scan
304Lift up thine eyes, afflicted soul!Page Scan
305Faint not, poor traveller, though thy wayPage Scan
306O let my trembling soul be stillPage Scan
307Your harps, ye trembling saintsPage Scan
308Leave God to order all thy waysPage Scan
309Commit thou all thy griefsPage Scan
310When languor and disease invadePage Scan
311The tempter to my soul hath saidPage Scan
312When musing sorrow weeps the pastPage Scan
313Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's willPage Scan
314Abide with me! fast falls the eventidePage Scan
315God of my life, to thee I callPage Scan
316Dear Refuge of my weary soulPage Scan
317O Lord, my best desire fulfilPage Scan
318Be still, my heart! these anxious caresPage Scan
319In the hour when thoughts arisePage Scan
320Father, thy gentle chastisementPage Scan
321As the harp-strings only renderPage Scan
322Lord, it belongs not to my carePage Scan
323May I remember, Lord, to theePage Scan
324My God! the cov'nant of thy lovePage Scan
325Thy will be done! I will not fearPage Scan
326O thou who diest the mourner's tearPage Scan
327My God, I thank thee! may no thoughtPage Scan
328The broken ties of happier daysPage Scan
329Oh, deem not they are blest alonePage Scan
330I cast above my tearful eyesPage Scan
331There is a star that gilds the gloomPage Scan
332When heavy on this troubled breastPage Scan
333There is a calm the poor in spirit knowPage Scan
334In the waste howling wildernessPage Scan
335Oh, where are kings and empires nowPage Scan
336Fair as the moon, when in the skiesPage Scan
337What though the solid rocks be rentPage Scan
338Glorious things of thee are spokenPage Scan
339Rise, crown'd with light, imperial Salem, rise!Page Scan
340O cease, my wandering soulPage Scan
341People of the living GodPage Scan
342Return, my soul, unto thy restPage Scan
343My God, accept my heart this dayPage Scan
344O happy day, that fix'd my choicePage Scan
345I love thy kingdom, LordPage Scan
346The Saviour, when to heaven he rosePage Scan
347Let Zion's watchmen all awakePage Scan
348See Israel’s gentle Shepherd standPage Scan
349Dear Saviour, if these lambs should strayPage Scan
350If human kindness meets returnPage Scan
351Bread of the world, in mercy broken!Page Scan
352According to thy gracious wordPage Scan
353Sweet the moments, rich in blessingPage Scan
354Lamb of God! whose bleeding lovePage Scan
355To Him who loved the souls of menPage Scan
356Hail to the Lord's AnointedPage Scan
357O'er mountain tops, the mount of GodPage Scan
358As the good shepherd tends his carePage Scan
359O'er the realms of pagan darknessPage Scan
360See, from Zion's sacred mountainPage Scan
361Spirit of power and might! beholdPage Scan
362From Greenland's icy mountainsPage Scan
363O'er the gloomy hills of darknessPage Scan
364O Spirit of the living God!Page Scan
365Daughter of Zion! from the dustPage Scan
366Why, on the bending willows hungPage Scan
367Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness!Page Scan
368Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morningPage Scan
369Hark! the Song of JubileePage Scan
370Sun, moon, and stars, by day and nightPage Scan
371Father of all! my Father, too!Page Scan
372How glorious is our heavenly KingPage Scan
373Lord, how delightful 'tis to seePage Scan
374How long, sometimes, a day appears!Page Scan
375Amid the deepest shades of nightPage Scan
376Bestow, O Lord, upon our youthPage Scan
377Ye hearts, with youthful vigor warmPage Scan
378By cool Siloam's shady rillPage Scan
379The heart of childhood is all mirthPage Scan
380And now that years have sped awayPage Scan
381Lord, we come to ask thy blessingPage Scan
382How are thy servants blest, O Lord!Page Scan
383When through the torn sail the wild tempest is streamingPage Scan
384They that toil upon the deepPage Scan
385Lo! where his thunder's voicePage Scan
386The storm is busy in the skyPage Scan
387Triumphal arch! that fill'st the skyPage Scan
388When Israel, of the Lord belovedPage Scan
389My God! all nature owns thy swayPage Scan
390When brighter suns and milder skiesPage Scan
391The leaves around me fallingPage Scan
392Shall man, the Lord of naturePage Scan
393Sweet day! so cool, so calm, so brightPage Scan
394The mellow eve is glidingPage Scan
395Night is the time to weepPage Scan
396While with ceaseless course the sunPage Scan
397Awake, you saints, and raise your eyesPage Scan
398When shall we all meet again?Page Scan
399Yet a few years, or days, perhapsPage Scan
400Alas! how poor and little worthPage Scan

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