Hymns for all Christians

Compiler: Charles F. Deems, Phoebe Cary
Publisher: Wilbur B. Ketcham, New York, 1889
Language: English
Notes: First published in 1869. Contains three secions: Hymns, Songs, and Lyrics
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201A mighty fortress is our GodPage Scan
202A poor wayfaring man of griefPage Scan
203Abide with me; fast falls the eventidePage Scan
204Another day of heavenly restPage Scan
205As, down in the sunless retreats of the oceanPage Scan
206At the cross, her station keepingPage Scan
207Behold the Saviour of mankindPage Scan
208Bound upon the accursed treePage Scan
209Brightest and best of the sons of the morningPage Scan
210Brief life is here our portionPage Scan
211Burst, ye emerald gates, and bringPage Scan
212Calm on the bosom of thy GodPage Scan
213Chafed and worn with worldly carePage Scan
214Cheek grow pale, but heart be vigorous!Page Scan
215Come Holy Ghost, our souls inspirePage Scan
216Come, let us join our friends abovePage Scan
217Come, let us pray; 'tis sweet to feelPage Scan
218Comfort, ye ministers of gracePage Scan
219Day of wrath! that day of burningPage Scan
220Days of my youth, ye have glided awayPage Scan
221Dear Friend, whose presence in the housePage Scan
222Earth has nothing sweet or fairPage Scan
223Father, I know that all my lifePage Scan
224Father of all! in every agePage Scan
225Fear not, O little flock, the foePage Scan
226Friend after friend departsPage Scan
227Forever with the Lord!Page Scan
228God moves in a mysterious wayPage Scan
229Had I the tongues of Greeks and JewsPage Scan
230Happy the man that finds the gracePage Scan
231Heaven is not reached by a single boundPage Scan
232Hither, ye faithful, adoring triumphantPage Scan
233Holy Spirit, come, we prayPage Scan
234How are Thy servants blest, O Lord!Page Scan
235How blest the righteous when he dies!Page Scan
236How beauteous are their feetPage Scan
237How shalt thou bear the cross that nowPage Scan
238I love to steal awhile awayPage Scan
239I mourn no more my vanished yearsPage Scan
240If life's pleasures cheer theePage Scan
241In evil long I took delightPage Scan
242In the cross of Christ I gloryPage Scan
243In the hour of my distressPage Scan
244In the silent midnight watchesPage Scan
245It is not death to diePage Scan
246Jesus, my Redeemer, livesPage Scan
247Judge not; the workings of his brainPage Scan
248Lord, with what care hast thou begirt us round!Page Scan
249Mercy, O thou Son of David!Page Scan
250Morning breaks upon the tombPage Scan
251Night prays with rosary of starsPage Scan
252O God, O Kinsman loved, but not enough!Page Scan
253O Sacred Head, now woundedPage Scan
254O the hour when this materialPage Scan
255O thou in whose presence my soul takes delightPage Scan
256O thou who driest the mourner's tearPage Scan
257O yet we trust that somehow goodPage Scan
258Of all the thoughts of God that arePage Scan
259One sweetly solemn thoughtPage Scan
260Praise ye the Lord! 'tis good to raisePage Scan
261Prayer is the soul's sincere desirePage Scan
262Return, O wanderer, returnPage Scan
263Ring out, wild bells, to the wild skyPage Scan
264Salvation! O the joyful sound!Page Scan
265Sister Sorrow! sit beside mePage Scan
266Sometimes a light surprisesPage Scan
267Sow in the morn thy seedPage Scan
268Stand up, and bless the LordPage Scan
269Sweet day! so cool, so calm, so brightPage Scan
270Sweet the moments, rich in blessingPage Scan
271The chariot! the chariot! its wheels roll in firePage Scan
272The day is ended, Ere I sink to sleepPage Scan
273The God of Abraham praisePage Scan
274The Lord descended from abovePage Scan
275The Lord my pasture shall preparePage Scan
276The Lord our God is clothed with mightPage Scan
277The man that looks on glassPage Scan
278The pangs of death are nearPage Scan
279The perfect world by Adam trodPage Scan
280The royal banners forward goPage Scan
281The spacious firmament on highPage Scan
282There is no flock, however watched and tendedPage Scan
283Therefore, O friend, I would not, if I mightPage Scan
284Thy cruel crown of thorns!Page Scan
285'Tis first the true, and then the beautifulPage Scan
286To think for aye; to breathe immortal breathPage Scan
287Unveil thy bosom, faithful tombPage Scan
288Vital spark of heavenly flame!Page Scan
289Wake, and lift up thyself, my heartPage Scan
290We know, by faith we knowPage Scan
291We sat down and wept by the watersPage Scan
292When I consider how my light is spentPage Scan
293When Jordan hush'd his waters stillPage Scan
294When languor and disease invadePage Scan
295When, marshaled on the nightly plainPage Scan
296When this passing world is donePage Scan
297When through the torn sail the wild tempest is streamingPage Scan
298Whilst the careless world is sleepingPage Scan
299Without haste! without rest!Page Scan
300Without Thy presence earth gives no reflectionPage Scan

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