The Spiritual Harp

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d201Stand for the right, though falsehood rail
d202Step forward, dear friends, and keep time
d203Summer in the lap of autumn
d204Sweet darling of the mother's heart
d205Sweet is the hour that brings us home
d206Sweet is the song of birds
d207Sweet peace, descend with noiseless wing
d208Sweet star of hope, so clear and bright
d209The buds are bursting in the vales
d210The darkness and sorrow of earth
d211The days gone by
d212The dead are like the stars by day
d213The earth hath treasures fair and bright
d214The fields with flowers are blowing
d215The flowers will bloom when we are gone
d216The gloomiest day hath gleams of light
d217The harp at nature's advent strung
d218The loving Friend to all who bowed
d219The man of charity extends
d220The moonbeam on the billowy deep
d221The path of the soul through this desert
d222The perfect world by mortals trod
d223The pure the bright and the beautiful
d224The race of life is passing love
d225The river is dark and the waves are cold
d226The splendor falls on churches' walls
d227The sun may warm [raise] the grass to life [light]
d228The sunny spirit passed from sight
d229The temperance ball is rolling
d230The turf shall be my fragrant shrine
d231The voice of an angel
d232The world grows old, and men grow cold
d233The world hath felt a quickening breath
d234There are beautiful fields
d235There are lonely hearts to cherish
d236There are moments when life's shadows
d237There is a book who thinks may read
d238There is a garden where evermore bloom
d239There is a land mine [my] eye [eyes] hath seen
d240There is a place of peaceful rest
d241There is many a rest in [on] the road of life
d242There is no death, The stars go down
d243There's a beautiful home for thee, brother
d244There's a beautiful shore where the loved ones are gone
d245There's a fount of magnetic life flowing
d246There's a home for the poor on that beautiful shore
d247There's not a tint that paints the rose
d248They are the pioneers that bring the world
d249They told me she was lost to me
d250Think gently of the erring one
d251Think me not unkind and rude
d252This gladsome life, when free from strife
d253This world of strife is not our home
d254Thou art gone before us, brother
d255Thou art gone, thou art gone to a land more fair
d256Thou God, beneath no temple's fane
d257Thou hast passed the shadowy portal
d258Though sunny day has nearly past
d259Though they may lay beneath the ground
d260'Tis a law of our being most pointedly shown
d261'Tis bright where'er the heart is
d262True Sun, upon our souls arise
d263Truth to the nations round
d264Two loving clouds at morning
d265Unto the friend that has clothed it
d266Up, mortal, and act while the angel of light
d267Waken, toilers, light is breaking
d268Walk in the light, so shalt thou [and you shall] know
d269Watchman, what of the night
d270We come an angel band to greet
d271We come, we come, from a land of love
d272We come, we come, with our harps of gold
d273We gather them in, the bright green leaves
d274We give you joyous greeting
d275We have come unto the mountains
d276We have no triumphs sprung of force
d277Weep not, God's angel now is standing by us
d278Welcome, angels, pure and bright
d279Welcome her back to the board and the hearth
d280We're bound for the land of the pure and the holy
d281We're dreaming tonight of the loved ones dear
d282What does little birdie say
d283What gentle music wakens me
d284What needs a conscience, clear and bright
d285What though clouds are o'er thee
d286When for me [us] the silent oar
d287When in despondency's dark path
d288When in the busy haunts of men
d289When, in the hours of vernal bloom
d290When laughing joy makes glad our way
d291When morning's purple gates unfold
d292When night, advancing queenly
d293When our wearied eyes shall close
d294When sorrow on the spirit feeds
d295When the bright morning star the new daylight
d296When the day of life is dreary
d297When the morn awakes in glory
d298When we go let no wail in the mansion
d299Where the broad Pacific waters
d300Where the roses ne'er shall wither

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