The Harp: being a collection of hymns and spiritual songs, adapted to all purposes of social and religious worship

Editor: Rev. Hiram May
Publisher: American Citizen Office, Perry, [N.Y.], 1840
Language: English
Notes: This hymnal has many numbering errors. Brackets are used for actual hymnal numbers when necessary.
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201My soul's full of gloryPage Scan
202Come brethren and sistersPage Scan
203Come brethren and sistersPage Scan
204Amazing grace, how sweet the soundPage Scan
205Hark! my soul--it is the LordPage Scan
206Oh, come my heart, and let us takePage Scan
207Drooping souls, no longer grievePage Scan
208Delay not--delay notPage Scan
209Hearts of stone, relent, relent!Page Scan
210[211]When I survey the wondrous crossPage Scan
211[192]Camp meetings, with thy presence crownPage Scan
212Though in the outward church belowPage Scan
213Hear the joyful proclamationPage Scan
214I love the holy Son of GodPage Scan
215When for eternal worlds we steerPage Scan
216'Tis low down in the beautiful valleyPage Scan
217Once more, welcome dearest friendsPage Scan
218Behold a stranger at the doorPage Scan
219Some cast their every carePage Scan
220Inspirer of secret devotionPage Scan
221Come, ye disconsolatePage Scan
222Ye angelic messengers brightPage Scan
223[222]In evil long I took delightPage Scan
224[223]Saw ye my SaviourPage Scan
225[224]The Son of Man they did betrayPage Scan
226[225]The whirlwind pass'd byPage Scan
227[226]How painfully pleasing the fond recollectionPage Scan
228[227]Father, Son, and Holy GhostPage Scan
229[228]I would not live alway; I ask not to stayPage Scan
230[229]They have gone to the landPage Scan
231[230]Hail the blest morn when the great MediatorPage Scan
232[231]Away, my unbelieving fearPage Scan
233[232]I'm not ashamed to own my LordPage Scan
234[233]Farewell, my dear brethrenPage Scan
235[234]Stop, poor sinner! stop and thinkPage Scan
236[235]A people, called ChristiansPage Scan
237[236]Come, my dear brethren, for awhilePage Scan
238[237]Awaked by Sinai's awful soundPage Scan
239[238]Prayer, its way to God can findPage Scan
240[239]Jesus, I my cross have takenPage Scan
241[240]Young people all attention givePage Scan
242[241]Away my doubts, begone my fearsPage Scan
243[242]O for a breeze of heavenly lovePage Scan
244[243]The Christians of old united in onePage Scan
245[244]Awake! O guilty world awake!Page Scan
246[245]To-day, if you will hear his voicePage Scan
247[246]"Mercy, O thou son of David!"Page Scan
248[247]There is a land of pleasurePage Scan
249[248]The Lord into his garden comePage Scan
250[249]This world is all a fleeting showPage Scan
251[250]Sovereign grace has power alonePage Scan
252[251]Come, ye that love my Lord and MasterPage Scan
253[252]Ye carnal professors, Who rest on your leesPage Scan
254[253]Exceeding sorrowful even to deathPage Scan
255[254]Burst, ye emerald gates, and bringPage Scan
256[255]When shall we all meet again?Page Scan
257[256]Come, friends and relations, let's join heart and handPage Scan
258[257]To see his harp--once tuneful harpPage Scan
259[258]Lord of universal naturePage Scan
260[259]Come listening angels, assist me to singPage Scan
261[260]Old people, will you still despisePage Scan
262[261]O God of all grace, thy goodness we praisePage Scan
263[262]'Tis built on a rock, and the tempest may ravePage Scan
264[263]I greet lamented the death of my SaviorPage Scan
265[264]The fields are all white, the harvest is nearPage Scan
266[265]How precious is the name!Page Scan
267[266]Oft has my youthful mind been ledPage Scan
268[267]The Chariot! the chariot! its wheels roll in firePage Scan
269[268]What peace and what comfort, what joy, and what lovePage Scan
270[269]Jesus! and shall it ever bePage Scan
271[270]The voice of free grace cries escape to the mountainPage Scan
272[271]From the realms where the day, its first dawning extendsPage Scan
273[272]How firm a foundation, ye saints of the LordPage Scan

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