Society hymns, original and selected on evangelical and experimental subjects

Publisher: Printed and sold by Manning & Loring, Boston, 1790
Language: English
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INear to thy mercy-seat, O GodTextPage Scan
IIThe little flock, on Zion's hillTextPage Scan
IIIWhen darkness long has veil'd my mindTextPage Scan
IV'Tis a point I long to knowTextPage Scan
VWith conscious guilt and bleeding heartTextPage Scan
VITell me, ye happy, happy fewTextPage Scan
VIIFather, at thy call I comeTextPage Scan
VIIILord, didst thou die, but not for me?TextPage Scan
IXReligion is the chief concernTextPage Scan
XAnd be it so, that till this hourTextPage Scan
XIWhile journeying through this humble valeTextPage Scan
XIICome, ye redeem'd by Jesus' bloodTextPage Scan
XIIII would, but cannot singTextPage Scan
XIVHow sweet is the language of loveTextPage Scan
XVSweet was the time when first I feltTextPage Scan
XVII ask'd the Lord that I might growTextPage Scan
XVIIWhat various hindrances we meetTextPage Scan
XVIIICome, humble sinner, in whose breastTextPage Scan
XIXWhen some kind shepherd from his foldTextPage Scan
XXDear Saviour, we are thineTextPage Scan
XXIHow oft, alas, this wretched heartTextPage Scan
XXIIDearest Saviour, help thy servantTextPage Scan
XXIIIO for a closer walk with GodTextPage Scan
XXIVThe Saviour calls – let every earTextPage Scan
XXVAfflicted saint, to Christ draw nearTextPage Scan
XXVIYe that pass by, behold the Man!TextPage Scan
XXVIICome, ye that fear the LordTextPage Scan
XXVIIIThere is a fountain fill'd with bloodTextPage Scan
XXIXDid Christ o'er sinners weep?TextPage Scan
XXXJesus, I love thy charming nameTextPage Scan
XXXIJesus, my all, to heav'n is goneTextPage Scan
XXXIIAm I a soldier of the crossTextPage Scan
XXXIIIWhen any turn from Zion's wayTextPage Scan
XXXIVJesus! and shall it ever beTextPage Scan
XXXVCome, all ye lovers of the LambTextPage Scan
XXXVICome, welcome this new year of graceTextPage Scan
XXXVIIThat glorious day is drawing nighTextPage Scan
XXXVIIIIn evil long I took delightTextPage Scan
XXXIXThe day is past and goneTextPage Scan
XLHow lost was my conditionTextPage Scan
XLIChrist is set on Zion's hillTextPage Scan
XLIIWhen first my soul enlistedTextPage Scan
XLIIICome, thou fount of every blessingTextPage Scan
XLIVAttend, ye saints, and hear me tellTextPage Scan
XLVJerusalem, my happy homeTextPage Scan
XLVILord, I cannot let thee goTextPage Scan
XLVIIWhy stay we here, so loth to part?TextPage Scan
[This hymnal has not been proofed - data may be incomplete or incorrect]
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