Evangelical Hymns: for private, family, social, and public worship; selected from various authors (3rd ed. enl.)

Editor: Thomas Cleland
Publisher: T. T. Skillman (Printer), Lexington, Ky., 1829
Language: English
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495Lord, when I read the traitor's doomPage Scan
496We've met today, to sing and prayPage Scan
497Soldiers of Christ, arise, and put [gird] your armorPage Scan
498Gird thy loins up, Christian soldierPage Scan
499The Son of God is gone to warPage Scan
500The sinner who by precious faithPage Scan
501There is a holy cityPage Scan
502Whither goest thou, pilgrim strangerPage Scan
503This is the field, the world below, In which the sowerPage Scan
504And will the Judge descend [ascend]Page Scan
505Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blowPage Scan
506Christian, see the orient morningPage Scan
507Light of the universe, Bright sun of gloryPage Scan
508Awake, and sing the song of Moses and the LambPage Scan
509Father in heaven, to thee I bendPage Scan
510The Lord, our God, is full of might; The winds obeyPage Scan
511How bright is yonder sunPage Scan
512There is a world of glory brightPage Scan
513There is a heaven in yonder skiesPage Scan
514Wayworn pilgrim, child of fearsPage Scan
515There is a land of pleasure, Where streams of joy forever rollPage Scan
516Ye weary heavy laden soulsPage Scan
517Dark and thorny [stormy] is the desertPage Scan
518Life is a sea, how fair its facePage Scan
519O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him abovePage Scan
520Come to me, all ye that laborPage Scan
521Broken hearted, weep no morePage Scan
522Drooping souls no longer grieve, HeavenPage Scan
523Savior, I do feel Thy merit, sprinkled with redeeming bloodPage Scan
524I love my blessed Savior, I feel I'm in his favorPage Scan
525O what crowds are bound for ruinPage Scan
526Zaccheus climbed the treePage Scan
527Hark, 'tis the trump of GodPage Scan
528Hark hear the trumpet's dreadful roarPage Scan
529Our hearts are fastened to this [the] worldPage Scan
530Where gently flows proud Babel's streamPage Scan
531Along the banks where Babel's current flowsPage Scan
532Awake my soul, stretch every nervePage Scan
533Rejoice, the Lord is King, Your God [Lord] and King adorePage Scan
534Hear the royal proclamation, the glad tidingsPage Scan
535Rejoice, ye saints, that Jesus reignsPage Scan
536Lo on a narrow neck of landPage Scan
537My thoughts on awful subjects rollPage Scan
538My thoughts, that oft ascend [often mount] the skiesPage Scan
539Lord, 'tis an infinite delightPage Scan
540Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joysPage Scan
541My God, the spring of all my joysPage Scan

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