Young Singer's Friend: or, the Lee Avenue collection of hymns and songs, sacred and secular, suitable for Sabbath schools, social circles, children's meetings, concerts, anniversaries, etc.

Editor: Jeremiah Johnson
Publisher: A. S. Barnes & Co., New York, N.Y., 1859
Denomination: Reformed Protestant Dutch Church
Notes: Divided in Parts: Part I (# only) , Doxolgies (d1), Part II (a1), Selections for Chanting (c1), Part III -Secular songs (s1), Rounds (r1).
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a134I have a Father in the promised landPage Scan
a135Here o'er the earth as a stranger I roamPage Scan
a136One [A] sweetly [sweet] solemn thought comes to me o'er and o'erPage Scan
a137Pilgrims, we are to Canaan boundPage Scan
a138Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gonePage Scan
a139We live as pilgrims and strangers belowPage Scan
a140We're marching to the promised landPage Scan
a141Arise, my soul, to Pisgah's heightPage Scan
a142Out on an ocean all boundless we ridePage Scan
a143Nearer, my God, to theePage Scan
a144O for a breeze of heavenly lovePage Scan
a145Now the golden ear waits the reaper's handPage Scan
a146Come, let us anew our journey pursuePage Scan
a147O happy day when Gods dear SonPage Scan
a148Now, dear children, can you tellPage Scan
a149Hark, the angels singing, Wake the happy mornPage Scan
a150Hark! hark to the merry Christmas bells, Page Scan
a151In the dying of the yearPage Scan
a152There is no name so sweet on earth, No name so sweet in heavenPage Scan
a153The happy morn we hail againPage Scan
a154O where shall rest be foundPage Scan
a155Happy the spirit released from its clayPage Scan
a156Weep not for a brother deceasedPage Scan
a157River of death, thy stream I seePage Scan
a158I know thou art gone to the home of thy restPage Scan
a159Home at last, home at lastPage Scan
a160Dust, receive thy kindredPage Scan
a161We miss thee in thy place at schoolPage Scan
a162Vital spark of heavenly flamePage Scan
a163She died yet is not deadPage Scan
a164The last lovely morning, all blooming and fairPage Scan
a165Oh, there will be mourning, mourning, mourning Page Scan
a166In the Christian's home in [of] gloryPage Scan
a167I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my homePage Scan
a168There is an hour of peaceful restPage Scan
a169Who are these [those] in bright [fair] arrayPage Scan
a170Though earth has full many a beatiful spotPage Scan
a171Heavenly home, heavenly home, precious namePage Scan
a172There is a place where my hope is [hopes are] stayed [staid]Page Scan
a173Since o'er thy footstool here belowPage Scan
a174We speak of the realms of the blestPage Scan
a175Beautiful Zion, built above; Beautiful city that I lovePage Scan
a176Forever with the Lord [our God], amen, so let it bePage Scan
a177No night shall be in heaven, no gathering gloomPage Scan
a178Gushing so bright in the mornning lightPage Scan
a179United in a joyous bandPage Scan
a180O touch it not, for deep withinPage Scan
a181As o'er his furrowed fields which liePage Scan
a182Speed, speed the temperance shipPage Scan
a183In Eden's greem retreatsPage Scan
a184Friends of freedom, swell the songPage Scan
a185Come friends and brethren, ere we partPage Scan
a186We sing the praise of waterPage Scan
a187Stay, father, stay, the night is wildPage Scan
a188Shall 'ere cold water be forgotPage Scan
a189Merrily the temperance hornPage Scan
a190A welcome, brothers, from each heartPage Scan
a191If one bright spot there is on earthPage Scan
a192Ply the oar, brother, and speed the boatPage Scan
a193Intemperance like a raging flood, Page Scan
a194O if for me the cup you fillPage Scan
a195Let others sing the ruby brightPage Scan
a196Slavery and death the cup containsPage Scan
a197Let the still air rejoicePage Scan
a198Mourn for the thousands slainPage Scan
a199The Sunday school how sweet the placePage Scan
a200Flowers, wild wood flowersPage Scan
a203There is a hopeful companyPage Scan
a204Idler, why lie down to diePage Scan
a205God's blessing be upon our own, our native landPage Scan
a206Pay your fare, my little maidPage Scan
a207In the quarries should you toilPage Scan
a208Say, brothers, will you meet usPage Scan
a209While pilgrims, Lord, we yet remainPage Scan
a210In this world of grief and painPage Scan
a211We must close this happy meetingPage Scan
c1I will lift up mine eyes unto the hillsPage Scan
c2Bless the Lord, o my soulPage Scan
c3How amiable are thy tabernaclesPage Scan
c4The Lord is my shepherdPage Scan
c5O Lord, our God, how excellent is thy namePage Scan
c6Bow down thine ear, O Lord, and hear mePage Scan
c7God be merciful unto us and bless usPage Scan
c8There is a river of immortal peacePage Scan
c9Come unto me all ye that labor and are heavy ladenPage Scan
c10If I were a voice, a persuasive voicePage Scan
c11Have mercy upon me, O God, According to thy loving kindnessPage Scan
c12With tearful eyes I look aroundPage Scan
c13God be merciful unto usPage Scan
c14O come let us sing unto the LordPage Scan
c15Oh, give thanks unto the LordPage Scan
c16How beautiful upon the mountainsPage Scan
c17We praise thee, O GodPage Scan
c18Glory be to the Father and to the SonPage Scan
c19Our Father who art in heavenPage Scan
c20I will arise and go unto my Father, and will sayPage Scan
c21From the recesses of a lowly spiritPage Scan
c22Blessed is he that considereth the poorPage Scan
c23If a man die, shall he live againPage Scan
c24Our days on earth are as a shadowPage Scan

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