(on a different website)Huge PDF file of the entire American Vocalist.
(on this website)First line index to the American Vocalist.
There have been three annual singings from American Vocalist in Maine (July of each year), using material in four shapes organized by Aldo Ceresa. (Minutes for 2010)Also, American Vocalist has recently been reprinted, but in a cheap, brain-dead way that makes it unfriendly to singers.
On August 20 2011, we sang some of these songs in Culver City.
Note: 20-page offset between the original and the PDF pagination (add 20 to the numbers below).
| Tunename | Page No. | First line (incipit) |
| Abington | 67 | Far from the world, O Lord, I flee, From strif and tumult far. |
| Afton | 203 | I would not live alway, I ask not to stay, Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way; The few lurid mornings that dawn on us here, Are enough for life's wores, full enough for its cheer. |
| Aithlose | 143 | O thou that hear'st the prayer of faith, Wilt thou not save a soul frmo death, That casts itself on thee? |
| Akron | 145 | "Begin, my soul, th'exalted lay" |
| Albany | 082 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign; |
| All Is Well | 254 | What's this that steals, that steals across my frame? Much different tune from Sacred Harp 122. |
| All Saints | 041 | Who shall ascend thy heavenly place, Great God, and dwell before thy face? The man who loves religion now, And humbly walks with God below. |
| Always New | 260 | "Since man by sin" |
| America | 105 | The God we worship now, Will guide us till we die; Will be our God while here below, And ours above the sky. |
| Amherst | 148 | Ye boundless realms of joy, Exalt your Maker's fame; His praise your songs employ, Above this starry frame. |
| Amsterdam | 181 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings, Thy better portion trace |
| Andover | 084 | "My passions fly to seek their King" |
| Angels Visits | 281 | "How cheering the tho't" |
| Anthem for Easter | 207 | "The Lord is risen indeed, Hallelujah" |
| Antioch | 094 | Joy to the world, the Lord is come! |
| Archdale | 075 | When God revealed his gracious name, and changed my mournful state, My rapture seemed a pleasing dream, The grace appeared so great. |
| Arlington | 74 | Jesus, wiht all thy saints above, My tongue would bear her part, Would sound aloud thy saving love, And sing thy bleeding heart. |
| Armley | 008 | Thou whom my soul admires, above All earthly joys |
| Arne | 139 | And didst thou Lord, for sinners bleed? And could the sun behold the deed? No, he withdrew his sick'ning ray, And darkness veiled the mourning day. Oft as I lay me down to rest, O may the reconciling word Sweetly compose my weary breast; While on the bosom of my Lord. |
| Arundel | 087 | All glory be to God on high, and to the earth be peace, Good will henceforth from heaven to men, Begin and never cease. |
| Ashley | 100 | Salvation! O the joyful sound! What pleasure to our ears! A sovereign balm for evey wound, A cordial for our fears. |
| Autumn | 174 | See the leaves around us faling, Dry and withered t the ground, Thus to thoughless mortals calling, With a sad and solemn sound. "Sons of Adam, once in Eden, When like us he blighted fell, Hear the lecture we are reading, Tis, alas! the truth we tell." |
| Aylesbury | 105b | Shall we go on to sin, Because thy grace abounds? Or crucity the Lord again, And open all his wounds? |
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| Balerma | 066b | (Psalm 001) Oh happy is the man who hears, Instruction's warning voice. And who celestia wisdom makes, His early, only choice. |
| Bangor | 053t | Return, O God of love, return; Earth is a tiresome place: How long shall we, thy children, mourn Our absence from thy face? |
| Barby | 047b | Hope looks beyond the bounds of time, When, what we now deplore, Shall rise in full immortal prime, And bloom to fade no more. |
| Benevento | 160 | "While, with ceaseless course, the sun" |
| Bermondsey | 187 | Glory to God on high! Let heav'n and earth reply -- Praise ye his name! His love and grace adore,Who all our sorrows bore, And sing forevermore. |
| Bethesda | 151t | Lord of the worlds above, How pleasant and how fair The dwellings of thy love, Thy earthly temples are |
| Bethlehem | 191b | (8,6,5,6) Lift up your heads in joyful hope, Salute the happy morhn; Each heavenly power Proclaims the glad hour, Lo Jesus the Savior is born. |
| Better Days Coming | 326b | The glorious time is rolling on, When sinners will come flocking home. O there are better days coming, Will you go along with me, Yes there are better days coming, And we'll sound the Jubilee. I long to hear the joyful sound, The dead's alive, the lost is found. O come dear sinners will you go, And see what love frmo Christ doth flow. O there's reformation coming, Will you go along with me? Yes, there's reformation coming, And we'll sound the Jubilee. |
| Beulah | 146 | How happy is the pilgrim's lot; How free from every anxious thought, From worldly hope and fear! Confined to neither court nor cell, His soul disdains on earth to dwell, He only sojourns here. |
| Blackburn | 092 | Behold thy waiting servant, Lord, Devoted to thy fear: Remember and confirm thy word, For all my hopes aer there. |
| Blendon | 036t | Lord, when thou didst ascend on high, Ten thousand angels filled the sky; Those heavenly guards around the wait, Like chariots that attend thy state. |
| Blessed be the Lord For Evermore | 234t | Blessed be the Lord for-ever-more. Amen and Amen. |
| Boylston | 109t | Our days are as the grass Or like the morning flower! When blasting winds sweep o'er the field, It withers in an hours. But thy compassions Lord, To endless years endure; And children's children ever find Thy words of promise sure. |
| Braintree | 98b | While Shepherds watched their flocks by night, All seated on the ground, The angel of the Lord came down, And glory shone around. |
| Brattle Street | 68 | (melody by Pleyel) While Thee I seek protecting Power, Be my vain wishes stilled; And may this consecrated hour With better hopes be filled. |
| Brentford | 036b | Buried in shadows of the night, We lie till God restoers the light; Wisdom descends to heal the blind, And chase the darkness of the mind. |
| Bridgewater | 017 | Great God, attend while Zion sings the joy that frmo thy presence springs; |
| Brighton | 136t | The Lord my pasture shall prepare, And feed me with a shepherd's care, His presence shall my wants supply, And guard me with a watchful eye; My noonday walks he shall attend, And all my midnight hours defend. When in the sultry glebe I faint, Or on the thirsty mountains pant, To fertile vales and dewy meads, My weary wandering steps he leads, Where peaceful rivers soft and slow, Amithe verdant landscapes flow. |
| Brookfield | 020 | Shall the vile race of flesh and blood, Contend with their Creator God! |
| Brooklyn | 132 | He framed the globe, he built the sky, He made the shining worlds on high, And reigns compelte in glory there. |
| Buckfield | 021 | When strangers stand and hear me tell, What beauties in my Saviour dwell, Where he is gone they fain would know, That they may seek and love him too. |
| Buckingham | 045t | Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray; I am forever thine; I fear before thee all the day, Nor would I dare to sin. And while I rest my weary head, From cares and labor free, 'Tis sweet conversing on my bed, With my own heart and thee. |
| Burford | 092 | Dark was the night, and cold the ground, On which the Lord was laid; His sweat, like drops of blood ran down, In agony he prayed. |
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| Caledonia | 275t | Soldiers of the cross, arise! Lo! your Leader from the skies, Waves before you glory's prize, The prize of vitory! Seize your armor, gird it on! Now the battle will be won. |
| Calvary | 161t | Hearts of stone, relent, relent, Break, by Jesus' cross subdued; See his body, mangled, rent, Covered with his precious blood. |
| Calvary | 102 | ("Calvary Second") My tho'ts that often mount the skies, Go search the world beneath, Where nature all in ruin lies, And owns her sov'reign power. |
| Cambridge | 063b | Salvation! O the joyful sound! What pleasure to our ears! A sovereign balm for every wound,A cordial for our fears. |
| Camp of the Hebrews | 324b | Come thou Font of every blessing, Tune my heart to sing thy grace! |
| Canterbury New | 057 | Why should the children of a King, Go mourning all their days; Great Comforter descend and bring, Some tokens of thy grace. |
| Carmarthen | 148t | Arise, my soul, arise, Shake off thy guilty fears, The bleeding Sacrifce in my behalf appears. Before the throne my Surety stands, my name is written on his hands. |
| Carnes | 169b | Hark! what mean these lamentations, Rolling sadly through the sky? 'Tis the cry of heathen nations, Come and help us, or we die! |
| Carthage | 136b | Father of all, Omniscient mind, Thy wisdom who can comprehend? Its highest point, what eye can find, Or to its lowest depths descend! |
| Castle Street | 023 | Lord, in thy great, thy glorious name, I place my hope, my only trust; Save me from sorrow, guilt and shame, Thou ever gracious ever just. |
| Chardon | 093b | Shepherds, rejoice: lift up your eyes, And send your fears away; News from the region of the skies; Salvation's born today! |
| China | 072b | Why do we mourn departed friends, Or shake at death's alarms? |
| Christmas | 186t | Hark! how the gospel trumpet sounds! Thro' al the world the echo bounds, And Jesus, by redeeming blood, Is bringing sinners home to God; and guides them safely by his word, To endless day. |
| Clarendon | 089b | What shall I render to my God For all his kindness shown? My feet shall visit thine abode, My songs address thy throne. |
| Colchester | 076t | O for a thousand tongues to sing My great Redeemer's praise! |
| Columbus | 164b | Come and let us sweetly join, Christ to praise in hymns divine! Give we all with one accord, Glory to our common Lord |
| Come ye Disconsolate | 221b | Come ye disconsolate, where'er you languish, Come, at the shrine of God, fervently kneel, Here bring your wounded hearts, here tell your anguish, Earth hath no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal. |
| Coming To Christ | 309 | "Just as I am" |
| Compassion | 264 | Would Jesus have the sinner die? |
| Complaint | 012 | Spare us, O Lord, aloud we cry, Nor let out sun go down at noon, |
| Concord | 118t | The hill of Zion yields, A thousand sacred sweets, Before we reach the heavenly fields, or walk the golden streets. |
| Confidence | 032 | Now shall my soul in God rejoice, I feel my Savior's cheering voice, My heart awakes to sing his praise, And longs to join immortal lays. |
| Contrast | 154t | How tedious and tasteless the hours, When Jesus no longer I see; |
| Conway | 097t | Come, let us lift our joyful eyes Up to the courts above, And smile to see our Father there, Upon a throne of love. |
| Corelli | 126 | "Come ye that love" |
| Coronation | 044t | All hail the great Immanuel's name! Let angels prostrate fall; Bring forth the royal diadem, And crown him Lord of all. |
| Corydon | 154b | Ah! lovely appearance of death, What sight upon earth is so fair? Not all the gay pageants that breath,Can with a dead body compare. |
| Costellow | 015 | Be earth will all her scenes withdrawn, Let noise and vanity be gone, In secret silence of the mind, My heaven, and ther my God, I find. |
| Coventry | 099t | Oh, could our thoughts and wishes fly, Above these gloomy shades, To thoes bright worlds beyond the sky, Which sorrow ne'er invades! |
| Cowper | 026 | Forgeive the song that falls so low Beneath the gratitude I owe; |
| Cranbrook | 120b | Grace! 'tis a charming sound! Harmonious to the ear! |
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| Dallas | 162t | Keep me, Saviour near thy side, Let thy counsel be my guide; Never let me from thee rove, Sweetly draw me by thy love. |
| Dalsten | 155b | How pleased and blest was I, To hear the people cry, Come, let us seek our God today! |
| Danbury | 091b | Our life is ever on the wing, And death is ever nigh! The moment when our lives begin, We all begin to die. |
| Dartmouth | 117b | Is this the kind return, And thees the thanks we owe; Thus to abuse eternal love, Whence all our blessings flow? |
| Darwent | 013 | Who, from the shades of gloomy night, Whe the last tear of hope is shed, |
| Dedham | 051b | Sweet was the time, when first I felt The Saviour's pard'ning blood |
| Delight | 149 | No burning heats by day, Nor blasts of evening air, Shall take my health away, If God be with me there; |
| Denmark | 210 | Before Jehovah's awful throne, Ye nations bow with sacred joy! Know that the Lord is God alone, He can create, and he destroy. His sov'reign power without our aid, Made us of clay and formed us men; And when, like wan'dring sheep, we strayed, He brought us to his fold again. |
| Devizes | 069t | Behold the glories of the Lamb, Amid his Father's throne; Prepaer new honors for his name, And songs before unknown. |
| Devotion | 037t | Sweet is the day of sacred rest, No mortal care shall seize my breast. |
| Disciple | 170 | Jesus I my cross have taken, All to leave, and follow thee; Naked, poor, despised, forsaken, Thou, from hence, my all shall be; Perish every fond ambition, All I've sought, or hoped, or known, Yet how rich is my condition, God and heav'n are still my own. |
| Dismission | 230 | Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing, Bid us all depart in peace, Still on gospel manna feeding, Pure seraphic love increase. |
| Dresden | 139b | Preserve me, Lord, in time of need, For succor to thy throne I flee, But have no merit there to plead, My goodness cannot reach to thee. |
| Doxology | 223b | Praise God from whom all blessing flow, Praise him all creatures here below. |
| Duke Street | 011 | Lord, when thou didst ascend on high, Ten thousand angels filled the sky (This tune came to be associated with "Jesus shall reign where'er the sun") |
| Dunbar | 109b | When overwhelmed with grief, My heart within me dies, Helpless and far frmo all relief, To heaven I lift my eyes. Oh! lead me to the rock, That's high above my head, And make the covert of thy wings, my sheldter and my shade. |
| Dundee | 053 | Let not despair nor fell revenge, Be to my bosom known, Oh give me tears for others' woe, And patience for my own. |
| Durham | 047t | Lord, who's the happy man that may, To thy blest courts repair |
| Dying Christian | 216 | Vital spark of heavenly flame, Quit, O quit this mortal frame, Trembling, hoping, ling'ring, flying, O the pain, the bliss of dying. |
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| Easter Anthem | 207 | "The Lord is risen indeed, Hallelujah" |
| Eaton | 128t | Would Jesus have the sinner die? Why hangs he then on yonder tree? |
| Edinburg | 204t | How cheering the tho't, that the spirits in bliss Will bow their bright wings to a world such as this; |
| Edom | 079 | With songs and honors sounding loud, Address the Lord on high |
| Effingham | 027 | At anchor laid, remote from home, Toiling, I cry, sweet spirit come, Celestial breeze, no longer stay, But swell my sails, and speed my way. |
| Element | 039t | There is a stream whose gentle flow, Supplies the city of our God; Life, love and joy still gliding thro', And wat'ring our divine abode. |
| Elysium | 113t | Blest are the sons of peace, Whose heart and hopes are one; Whose kind designs to serve and please, Through all their actions run. |
| Emmons | 080b | Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb, We love to hear of thee |
| Evening Hymn | 123b | And must this body die, This mortal frame decay?
And must these active limbs of mine, Lie mouldering in the clay? |
| Evening Shade | 114 | The evening shades of life, Have stretched themselves along; My threescore years are almost fled, And like an evening gone. |
| Exhortation | 073t | On Jordan's stormy banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye, To Canaan's fair and happy land, Where my possessions lie. |
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| Fading Flowers | 306 | "The vernal flowers their beauties spread" |
| Far From My Thoughts | 269 | "Far from my thoughts vain world be gone" OR"Prayer is appointed to convey" |
| Florence | 103b | I love to steal awhile away From every cumbring care, And spend the hours of setting day, In humble grateful pray'r. |
| Fluvanna | 059 | "Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear" |
| Fountain | 078b | There is a fountain filled with blood, Drawn from Immanuel's veins; |
| Friendship | 191 | "When shall we meet again?" (not the one Tim Eriksen does) |
| Funeral Anthem | 220 | "I heard a great voice from heaven" |
| Funeral Bell | 262 | "Hark the pealing, softly stealing" |
| Funeral Dirge | 241 | "Unveil thy bosom" |
| Funeral Hymn | 080t | The righteous souls that take their flight, Far from this world of pain, In God's parental bosom blest, Forever shall remain. |
| Funeral Thought | 051t | Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound, Mine ears attend the cry; Ye living men come view the ground, Where you must shortly lie. |
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| Galena | 141 | How happy are the little flock, Who safe beneath their guardian rock In all commotions rest! |
| Ganges | 143b | Come on, my partners in distress, My comrades thro' this wilderness, Who still your bodies feel; Awhile forget your griefs and fears, And look beyond this vale of tears, To that celestial hill. |
| Garland | 072t | He sends his showers of blessings down, To cheer the plains below; |
| Geneva | 077b | When all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view I'm lost, In wonder, love, and praise. |
| Glad Tidings | 265 | "What heavenly music do I hear" |
| Glory to God in the Highest | 240 | Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, goodwill to men. |
| Gloucester | 137b | Prisoners of hope, lift up your heads ,The day of liberty draws near! Jesus, who on the serpent treads, Shall soon in your behalf appear. |
| Go Worship At Emmanuel's Feet | 251 PDF file. |
Go worship at Emmanuel's feet, See, in his Name what wonders meet; Earth is too narrow to express His worth, his glory or his grace. The whole creation can afford, But some faint shadow of my Lord: Nature, to make his beauties known, Must mingle colors not her own. |
| Go When The Morning Shineth | 268 | Go when the morning shineth, Go when the noon is bright; Go when the eve declineth, Go in the hush of night |
| Gospel Freedom | 284 | "Ye who know your sins forgiven" |
| Granville | 164t | Keep me, Savior, near thy side, Let thy counsel be my guide; Never let me from thee rove, Sweetly draw me by thy love. |
| Great is the Lord | 235 | Great is the Lord, and greatly to be praised |
| Greenfield | 130 | God is our refuge in distress, A present help when dangers press |
| Green's Hundredth | 035t | Sweet is the work, my God, my King, To praise thy name, give thanks and sing, To show thy love by morning light, And takl of all thy truth at night. |
| Greenville | 167t | Come, ye sinners, poor and needy, Now is your accepted hour |
| Greenwich | 025 | Lord, what a tho'tless wretch was I, To mourn and murmur and repine |
| Guilford | 119t | I hear the voice of woe I hear a brother's sigh, Then let my heart wih pity flow, With tears of love mine eye. |
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| Haddam | 152t | The Lord Jehovah reigns, His throne is built on high; The garments he assumes, Are light and majesty. |
| Hague | 16 | (lyrics attributed to: John Huss) Through every age, Eternal God, Thou art our rest, our safe abode; High was thy throne ere heaven was made, Or earth thy humble footstool laid. |
| Hail, Sweetest, Dearest Tie | 271 | Hail, sweetest, dearest tie that binds Our glowing hearts in one |
| Hallowell | 050t | As on some lonely building's top, The sparrow tells her moan -- Far fromthe tents of joy and hope, I sit and grieve alone. |
| Hamburg | 019 | Kingdoms and thrones to God belong; Crown him, ye nations, in your song |
| Hamilton | 200b | The day is far spent, the evening is nigh, Whe we must lay down this body and die. |
| Handel | 153 | A fountain of life and of grace Is Christ, our Redeemer we see |
| Hanover | 200t | Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid |
| Harleigh | 003 | Stay Thou insulted Spirit, say. |
| Hartford | 118b | Like sheep we went astray, And broke the fold of God; Each wand'ring in a different way, But al the downward road. |
| Hartland | 074b | Eternal Power, Almighty God! Who can approach thy throne? Accessless light is thine abode, To angel eyes unknown. |
| Hatfield | 110t | O let me feel thy love, Dear Jesus, every hour; Fix my affections all above, By heaven's attracting power. |
| He Hears Thy Sighs | 249 | "Soft be the gently breathing notes" |
| He Restoreth My Soul | 295 | "My God the spring of all my joys" |
| Heath | 088t | Lo! what an entertaining sight Those friendly brethren prove, Whose cheerful hearts in bands unite Of harmony and love! |
| Heavenly Vision | 242 | "I beheld and, lo! a great multitude" |
| Hebron | 007t | Thus far the Lord hath led me on; Thus far his power prolongs my days |
| Helmsley | 169t | Lo! he comes! with clouds descending, Once for favored sinners slain; Thousand, thousand saints attending, Swell the triumph of his train. |
| Hendon | 165b | To thy pasture fair and large, Heavenly Shepherd lead thy charge; |
| Hingham | 041t | Sweet is the work,my God, my King,To praise thy name,give thanks and sing |
| Hinton | 196b | The Lord is our shepherd, our guardian and guide, Whatever we want he will kindly provide |
| Holy Lord God of Sabaoth | 228 | Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God of Sabaoth |
| Home | 204b | 'Mid scenes of affliction with sorrow oppressed, How oft have I sighed for the season of rest |
| Horton | 162b | Come! said Jesus' sacred voice, Come, and make my paths your choice: I will guide you toyour home, Weary pilgrims! |
| Hotham | 157t | Jesus, lover of my soul, Let me to thy bosom fly |
| Howard | 089t | When all thy mercies, O my God, My rising soul surveys, Transported with the view, I'm lost In wonder, love and praise. |
| Hudson | 110b | I love thy kingdom Lord, The house of thine abode, The church our blest Redeemer saved,With his own precious blood. |
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| I Will Arise | 232 | I will arise and go to my Father, and will say unto him: Father! Father! I have sinned against Heaven and before thee, And am no moer worthy to be called thy son. |
| I Would Not Live Alway | 201 | I would not live alway; I ask not to stay, Where storm after storm rises o'er the dark way; The few lurid mornings that dawn on us here, Are enough for life's woes -- full enough for its cheer. |
| In Evil Long | 331b | In evil long I took delight, Unawed by shame or fear; Till a new object struck my sight, And stopped my wild career. I saw one hanging on a tree, In agonies and blood, Who fixed his languid eyes on me, As near his cross I stood. |
| Invitation | 029 | Come, my beloved, haste away, Cut short the hours of thy delay, Fly like a youthful hart or roe, Over the hills where spices grow. |
| Iowa | 121 | "Come ye that love" |
| Irish | 098t | Now shall my inward joys arise, And burst into a song, Almighty love inspires my heart, And pleasure tunes my tongue. |
| Italian Hymn | 186b | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing, Help us to praise! |
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| Jerusalem | 071 | Jerusalem! my glorious home! Name ever dear to me! When shall my labors have no ed, In joy, and peace,and thee! |
| Jordan | 104 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign; |
| Joseph | 152b | How blest is our brother bereft Of all that could burden his mind, How easy the soul that has left This wearisome body behind. |
| Judea | 189b | The God of Abr'am praise, At whose supreme command From earth I rise -- and seek the joys At his right hand: I all on earth forsake, Its wisdom, fame and pow'r; And him my only portion make; My shield and tower. |
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| Kedron | 205 | "Thou sweet gliding Kedron" |
| Kempton | 172 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing, Which before the cross I spend; Life and health and peace possessing, From the sinner's dying Friend. |
| Kendall | 096 | Father of mercies in thy word What endless glory shines! |
| Kentucky | 115 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify; A never-dying soul to save, And fit it for the sky. |
| Kingsley | 199b | I would not live alway; I ask not to stay, Where storm after storm rises dark o'er the way; The few lurid mornings that dawn on use here, Are enough for life's woes, full enough for life's cheer. |
| Knaresboro | 062 | Hark! how the feathered warblers sing, 'Tis nature's cheerful voice, Soft music hails the lovely spring,And woods and fields rejoice. |
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| Laban | 117t | My sould be on thy guard, Ten thousand foes arise; |
| Lanesboro | 099b | O for a heart to praise my God, A heart from sin set free! A heart that always feels thy blood, So freely spilt for me. |
| Landsdale | 185b | Watchmen, onward to your stations, Blow the trumpet long and loud; Preach the gospel to the nations, Speak to every gath'ring crowd. |
| Lathrop | 124b | How gentle God's commands! How kind his precepts are! Come, cast your burdens on the Lord And trust his constant care. |
| Lebanon | 069b | Lord, what is man, poor, feeble man? Born of the earth at first; His life a shadow, light and vain,Still hast'ning to the dust. |
| Leicester | 102b | Not from the dust affliction grows, Nor troubles rise by chance; Yet we are born to cares and woes, A sad inheritance. |
| Lena | 168 | See the Lord of glory dying! See him gasping! Hear him crying! See his burdened bosom heave! Look, ye sinners, Ye that hung him; Look how deep your sins have stung him; Dying singers, look and live. |
| Lenox | 147b | Blow ye the trumpet blow, The gladly solemn sound |
| Leon | 144 | Oh, could I speak the matchless worth, Oh could I sound the glories forth, Which in my Savior shine! I'd soar and touch the heavenly strings, And vie with Gabriel while he sings, In notes almost divine. |
| Leoni | 190 | The God of Abra'm praise, Who reigns enthroned above; Ancient of everlasting days, And God of love! Jehovah, great I AM! |
| Lewiston | 111t | Lord what a feeble piece Is this our mortal frame? Our life, how poor a trifle 'tis, That scarce deserves the name. |
| Liberty | 135t | Prisoners of hope, lift pu your heads, The day of liberty draws near! Jesus, who on the serpent treads, Shall soon in your behalf appear |
| Limehouse | 006b | Come saints,and view the Lamb of God, Dying in agonies and blood, Behold his side, and venture near, The Well of Endless Life is here. |
| Lincoln | 040t | How pleasant, how divinely fair, O Lord of hosts, thy dwellings are! With long desire my spirit faints, To meet th'assemblies of thy saints. |
| Linden | 159b | 'Tis a point I long to know, Oft it causes anxious thought, Do I love the Lord, or no? Am I his or am I not? |
| Linstead | 124t | Mine eyes and my desire, Are ever to the Lord; I love to plead his promises, And rest upon his word. |
| Lisbon | 125b | Welcome sweet day of rest, That saw the Lord arise; Welcome to this reviving breast, And these rejoicing eyes. |
| Little Marlbore | 108b | And are we yet alive, And see each other's face? Glory and praise to Jesus give, For his redeeming grace. |
| London | 095t | O holy, holy, holy Lord, Whom heavenly host obey, The world is with the glory filled, Of thy majestic sway. |
| Long Time Ago | 281 | "Jesus died on Calvary's mountain" |
| Luton | 016 | With all my powers of heart and tongue, I'll praise my Maker in my song; Angels shall hear the notes I raise, Approve the song, and join the praise. |
| Lynnfield | 030 | My god permit me not to be A stranger to myself and thee! Amidst ten thousand thot's I rove, Forgetful of my highest love. Why should my passions mix with earth, And tus debase my heavenly birth? Why should I cleave to things below, And let my God, my Savior go? |
| Lyons | 192b | Ye servents of God, your Master proclaim, And publish abroad his wonderful name; |
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| Machias | 156t | How pleasant 'tis to see, Kindred and friends agree, Each in his proper station move, And each fulfil his part, With sympathizing heart. |
| Majesty | 064 | The Lord descended from above, And bowed the heavens most high, And underneath his feet he cast The darkness of the sky. |
| Marlow | 094b | How can I sink with such a prop As the eternal God, Who bears the earth's huge pillars up, And spread the heav'ns abroad? |
| Martyrdom | 097b | My span of life will soon be done, The passing moments say; As length'ning shadows o'er the mead Proclaim the close of day. |
| Martyrs | 095b | Thee we adore, eternal Name! And humbly own to thee How feeble is our mortal frame, What dying worms are we! |
| Martyr's Death Song | 197b | I have fought the good fight, I have finished my race, And thee, O my Saviour, I soon shall embrace |
| Mathews | 004 | Come hither, all ye weary souls Ye heavy laden sinners,come. |
| Mear | 050b | O 'twas a joyful sound to hear, Our tribes devoutly say, Up,Israel, to thy temple haste, And keep the festal day. |
| Medina | 120t | Soldiers of Christ, arise, And put your armor on, Strong in the strength which God supplies, Thro' his eternal Son; |
| Medway | 034b | My God, permit me not to be, A stranger of myself and thee: Amidst ten thousand thoughts I rove,Forgetful of my highest love. |
| Melbourn | 096 | Jesus the name high over all, In hell or earth or sky! Angels and men before it fall, And devils fear and fly. |
| Mendon | 183 | My Redeemer, let me be Quite happy at thy feet; Still, to know myself and thee, Be this my bitter sweet. |
| Meribah | 140b | When thou my righteous Judge shall come, To take thy ransomed people home, Shall I among them stand? |
| Middletown | 158t | Hail the day that saw him rise, Ravished from our wishful eyes |
| Milford | 083 | If angels sung a Savior's birth, On that auspicious morn. |
| Millennial Dawn | 178 | The morning light is breaking, The darkness disappears, The sons of earth are waking, To penitential tears. |
| Missionary Hymn | 179 | From Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand; |
| Monmouth | 004 | In robes of judgment, Lo! He comes. |
| Montague | 018 | Ye sons of men with joy record, the various wonders of the Lord, And let his poewr and goodness sound, Thro' all your tribes the world around. Let the high heavens your songs invite, Those spacious fields of brilliant light, Where sun and moon and planets roll, And stars that glow from pole to pole. |
| Mortality | 011 | Death, like an overflowing streams, Sweeps us away; our life's a dream; |
| Mount Auburn | 073b | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast, A thousand thoughts revolve |
| Mount Vernon | 023 | Ere the blue heavens were stretched abroad |
| Mount Vernon | 176 | ("Mount Vernon Second") "Sister, thou wast mild and lovely" |
| Munich (Minga) | 009 | 'Tis finished, so the Savior cried, And meekly bowed his head and died |
| My Mother's Last Gift | 258 | "This book is all that's left me now!" |
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| Nantwich | 037 | Thus saith the high and lofty One, I sit upon my holy throne; My name is God; I dwell on high; Dwell in my own eternity. |
| Nashville | 129b | I love the volume of thy word; What light and joy those leaves afford, To souls benighted and distressed; Thy precepts guide my doubtful way, Thy fear forbids my feet to stray, Thy promise leads my heart to rest. |
| National Hymn | 188t | My country! 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty! Of thee I sing: |
| Nazareth | 087t | See Israel's gentle Shepherd stand, With all engaging charms; Hark, how he calls the tender lambs, And folds them in his arms. |
| New Castle | 046 | My heart and flesh cry out for thee, While far from thine abode; When shall I tread thy courts and see My Saviour and my God. The sparrow builds herself a nest And suffers no remove, O make me like the sparrow blest To dwell but where I love. |
| Newcourt | 128b | I'll praise my Maker while I've breath, And when my voice is lost in death, |
| New Durham (A minor) | 054 | "How vain are all things here below" |
| New Durham (C minor) | 055 | ("New Durham Second") "Death may dissolve my body now" |
| New Jerusalem | 066 | From the third heaven where God resides, That holy happy place; |
| New Sabbath | 033t | High on his everlasting throne, The king of saints his work surveys |
| Ninety Seventh Psalm | 033b | Darkness, and clouds of awful shade, His dazzling glory shroud in state; Justice and truth his guards are made, And fixed by his pavilion wait. |
| Northfield | 055b | (Ingalls) How long, dear Saviour, O,how long Shall this bright hour delay? |
| North Salem | 090b | Hark from the tombs a doleful sound! Mine ears attend the cry |
| Norwell | 127b | Let songs of endless praise, From every nation rise; Let all the lands their tribute raise, To God who rules the skies. |
| Nothing True But Heaven | 273 | "This world is all a fleeting show" with alternate lyrics printed to the side "This world's not all a fleeting show" |
| Nuremburg | 165t | Praise to God! immortal praise, For the love that crowns our days: Bounteous source of ev'ry joy, Let thy praise our tongues employ. |
| O | ||
| O Praise the Lord | 238 | O praise the Lord with one consent, And magnify his name. Let all the servants of th Lord, His worthy praise proclaim. |
| O Turn Ye | 264 | O turn ye, O turn ye, for why will ye die? |
| Ocean | 52 | On Jordan's stormy banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye, |
| Ode on Science | 214 | The morning sun shines from the east, And spreads his glories to the west, All nations with his beams are blest, Where'er his radiant light appears. |
| Old Hundred | 001 | Be Thou O God, exalted high |
| Olivet | 285 | "Thou sweet gliding Kedron" |
| Olmutz (Olmuts) | 127t | Your harps, ye trembling saints, Down from the willows take; |
| Orangeburg | 112 | How free the fountain flows, Of life and endless joy; The stream which no confinement knows, Whose waters never cloy, |
| Oregon | 180 | O Almighty God of love, The holy arm display; |
| Orion | 151b | The Lord Jehovah reigns, His throne is built on high |
| Orland | 003 | Eternal are they mercies, Lord! Eternal truth attends they word; |
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| Palestine | 134 | Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan, Hath taught these rocks the notes of woe; Cease thy complaint, suppress thy groan, And let thy tears forget to flow; |
| Paris | 010 | He reigns, the Lord the Saviour reigns, Praise him in evangelic strains |
| Park Street | 009 | Hark! how the choral snog of heav'n Swells, full of peace and joy above! |
| Passover | 171 | Jesus full of all compassion, Hear a humble suppliant's cry; Let me know thy great salvation, See I languish, faint and die. Guilty, but with heart relenting, Overwhelmed with helpless grief, Prostrate at thy feet relenting, Send, O send me quick relief. |
| Pelham | 116 | My soul repeat his praise, Whose mercies are so great; Whose anger is so slow to rise, So ready to abate. |
| Pennsylvania | 198 | The God of glory sends his summons forth, Call the south nations and awakes the north, From east to west the sov'reign orders spread, Thro' distant worlds and regions of the dead: |
| Pentonville | 124t | To bless thy chosen race, In mercy, Lord, incline; And cause the brightness of thy face On all thy saints to shine. |
| Peterboro | 076b | Once more, my soul, the rising day Salutes thy waking eyes; |
| Pilesgrove | 005 | "Awake, my soul, to hymns of praise" |
| Plainfield | 084 | Let him to whom we now belong, His sov'reign right assert, And take up every thankful song, And every loving heart. |
| Pleyel's Hymn | 156 | "Sinners, turn, why will ye die?" |
| Plymouth | 044b | With reverence let the saints appear, And bow before the Lord |
| Plymouth Dock | 131 | "Lo! God is here! let us adore" |
| Plympton | 093t | Now let our drooping hearts revive And ev'ry tear be dry; |
| Poland | 048 | "God of my life, look gently down" |
| Pomfret | 189t | Ye simple souls that stray Far from the path of peace, That unfrequented way, To life and happiness |
| Portland | 022 | Sweet is the day of sacred rest, No mortal care shall seize my breast; |
| Portsmouth | 150 | Ye boundless realms of joy, Exalt your Maker's fame; |
| Portugal | 019 | (Thorley) "O could I soar to worlds above" |
| Portuguese Hymn | 202 | "The Lord is our shepherd, our guardian and guide" |
| Preston | 166t | Come, said Jesus' sacred voice, Come and make my paths your choice |
| Princeton | 184 | Head of the church triumphant, We joyfully adore thee |
| Providence | 107b | See Sodom wrapt in fire! And hark, what piercing shrieks! Those daring rebels now expire, For God in justice speaks. |
| Psalm 46th | 138 | The Lord hath eyes to give the blind,The Lord supports the sinking mind; |
| Psalm 119th | 061 | Had not thy word been my delight, When earthly joys were fled |
| Putney | 042t | Now let our mournful songs record, The dying sorrows of our Lord |
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| Quito | 015 | Who is this stranger in distress, That travels thro' the wilderness? Oppressed with sorrow and with sin, On her beloved Lord she leans, On her beloved Lord she leans. |
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| Rapture | 192t | O how happy are they, Who the Savior obey, And have laid up their treasure above! |
| Ravenna | 086 | "My God the spring of all my joys" |
| Remember Me | 298 | "Alas! and did my Savior" |
| Rest | 153b | Hosanna to Jesus on high! Another has entered his rest; Another has gone to the sky, And lodged in Emmanuel's breast. |
| Rochester | 082 | God, my Supporter, and my Hope, My Help for ever near, Thine arm of mercy held me up, When sinking in despair. |
| Rockingham | 042b | Lord, how secure and blest are they Who feel the joys of pardoned sin! Should storms of wrath shake earth and sea, Their minds have heaven and peace within. |
| Romame | 177 | When shall the voice of singing Flow joyfully along? |
| Rome | 158b | Farewell honor's empty pride, Thy own nice, uncertain guest |
| Rothwell | 005 | Blest be the Father and his love, To whose celestial souce we owe |
| Russia | 010 | "False are the men of high degree" |
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| Sacramental Hymn | 279 | "Alas! and did my Savior bleed" |
| Salisbury | 133 | Lord, thou hast known my inmost mind, Thou dost my path and bed inclose; My waking soul on thee relies, On thee my sleeping tho'ts repose: |
| Salvation Belongeth | 226 | Salvation Belongeth Unto The Lord (chorus) |
| Scotland | 222 | Thou art gone to the grave -- but we will not deplore thee; Tho' sorrows and darkness encompass the tomb. The Savior has passed thorugh its portals before thee, And the lamp of his love is thy guide through the gloom. |
| Seasons | 005b | The flowery spring, at God's command, perfumes the air and paints the land |
| Sharon | 017 | Ye Christian heralds go, proclaim Salvation in Emmanuel's name. |
| Shawmut | 113b | Thy name, Almighty Lord, Shall sound thro' distant lands; Great is thy grace, and sure thy word, Thy truth forever stands. |
| Shelburne | 090t | How did my heart rejoice to hear, My friends devoutly say; InZion let us all appear, And keep the solemn day. |
| Sherburne | 060 | While shepherds watched their flocks by night All seated on the ground |
| Shirland | 115b | He leads me to the place Where heavenly pastures grow, Where living waters gently move |
| Shoel | 027 | Peace, troubled soul, thou need'st not fear! Thy great Provider still is near; Who fed thee last, will feed thee still, Be calm and sink into his will. |
| Sicilian Hymn | 167b | Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing |
| Siloam | 077t | By cool Siloam's shady rill, How fair the lily grows! How sweet the breath, beneath the hill, Of Sharon's dewy rose! |
| Silver Street | 106 | Come, sound his praise abroad, And hymns of glory sing |
| Smithfield | 028 | This life's a dream, an empty show, But the bright world to which I go, Hath joys substantial and sincere, When shall I wake and find me there? |
| Solitude New | 081 | My refuge is the God of love, My foes insult and cry, Fly like a tim'rous, trembling dove, To distant mountains fly. |
| Spring (D minor) | 058 | "When snows descend and robe the fields" |
| Springfield | 182 | Jesus drinks the bitter cup, The winepress treads alone |
| St. Johns | 088 | Once more we come before our God |
| Stafford | 125t | (Read) See what a living stone, The builders did refuse Yet God hath built his church thereon, In spite of envious Jews. |
| Stanley | 176t | Hark! the voice of love and mercy Sounds aloud from Calvery |
| St. Anns | 095t | My God, my portion, and my love, My everlasting All! I've none but thee in heav'n above, Or on this earthly ball. |
| Stephens | 101 | Father of mercies in thy word, What endless glory shines! |
| St. Martins | 045b | (Tansur) O thou to whom all creatures bow, Within this earthly frame, Thro' all the world how great art thou! How glorious is thy name. |
| Stonefield | 006t | God of the seas, thine awful voice,Bids all the rolling waves rejoice; |
| Stratfield | 024 | Through every age eternal God, Thou art our rest, our safe abode; |
| St. Thomas | 108 | Soldiers of Christ arise And gird your armor on, Strong in the strength which God supplies,Through his eternal Son. |
| Sunderland | 039b | Show pity, Lord, O Lord forgive, Let a repenting rebel live; |
| Surry | 014 | No more fatigue no more distress, Nor sin, nor death, shall reach the place; |
| Sutton New | 058 | (Goff) Save me, O God, the swelling floods, Break in upon my soul |
| Swanwick | 078t | Soon shall the glorious morning dawn, When all thy saints shall rise, And clothed intheir immortal bloom, Attend the to the skies. |
| Sweet Was The Time | 051 | "Sweet was the time when first I felt" |
| Sympathy | 142 | 'Twas in a vale where osiers grow, By murmuring streams we told our woe, And mingled all our cares: |
| Symphony | 195 | "Behold, the Judge descends" |
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| Tamworth | 173t | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah, Pilgrim through this barren land; |
| The Blessings Of A Clear Title | 276 | When I can read my title clear |
| The Chariot | 266 | (Williams) "The chariot! the chariot! its wheels roll in fire" |
| The Christian's Welcome Home | 272 | "See, brothers, see! how the day rolls on" |
| The Church's Welcome | 267 | "Children of Zion! what harp notes are stealing" |
| The Demonstration | 275 | (by Mozart) "A man of subtle reas'ning asked" |
| The Family Bible | 308 | "This book is all that's left me now!" |
| The Gospel Feast | 250 | "Come, sinners to the gospel feast"
alternate lyrics printed on same page "Those evening bells" |
| The Great Physician | 262 | "How lost was my condition" |
| The Last Beam is Shining | 206 | "Fading still fading, The last beam is shining" |
| The Lord's Prayer | 246 | Our Father who art in heaven; Hallowed be thy name |
| The Mercy Seat | 309 | "From every stormy wind that blows" |
| The Mountain Calvary | 331t | Come, precious soul, and let us take A walk becoming you and me |
| The Pearl (first) | 263 | The pearl that worldlings covet Is not the pearl for me. |
| The Pearl (second) | 313 | The pearl that worldlings covet Is not the pearl for me. |
| The Promises | 260 | "How firm a foundation" |
| The Release | 266 | "When shall I see the day that ends my woes" |
| The Ruler's Daughter | 259 | "A father is praying" |
| The Saint's Adieu To Earth | 269 | "Ye objects of sense and enjoyments of time" |
| The Warning | 271 | "Ah, guilty sinner, ruined by transgression" |
| There Are Angels Hovering Round | 276b | There are angels hov'ring round To carry the tidings home To the new Jerusalem, Poor sinners are coming home. |
| There Is An Hour Of Peaceful Rest | 227b | There is an hour of peaceful rest, To mourning wanderers given |
| Thou art gone to the grave | 223t | Thou art gone to the grave, we no longer behold thee, Nor tread the rough paths of the world by thy side |
| Tisbury | 049t | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign |
| Tottenham | 163 | Christ,the Lord, is risen today, Our triumphant holy day |
| Truro | 013 | Now to the Lord a noble song, Awake, my osul, awake, my tongue, Hosanna to th' Eternal Name, and all his boundless love proclaim. |
| Turner | 056 | Come, Holy Spirit heavenly dove, With all thy quick'ning powers; |
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| Union Hymn | 155t | Form when doth this union arise, That hatred is conquered by love; It fastens our souls in such ties, As nature and time can't remove. |
| Unity | 119b | Let party names no more The Christian world o'erspread: The Jew and Gentile, bond and free, Are one in Christ their Head. |
| Uxbridge | 034t | The heavens declare thy glory, Lord, In every star thy wisdom shines: But when our eyes behold thy word, We read thy name in fairer lines. |
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| Vermont | 065 | In vain we lavish out our lives, To gather empty wind, The choicest blessings earth can yield, Will starve a hungry mind. |
| Vesper Hymn | 229 | (Russian Vespers) Hark! the vesper hymn is stealing, O'er the waters soft and clear; |
| Victory | 101 | "Now shall my head be lifted high" |
| Victory (second) | 283 | Children of the heavenly King |
| Virginia | 067b | Thy word the raging winds control, And rule the boist'rous deep |
| Voice of Mercy | 161b | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord! 'Tis the Saviour, hear his word! Jesus speaks, he speaks to thee -- Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me? |
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| Wakefield | 122t | How beauteous are their feet, Who stand on Zion's hill! Who bring salvation on their tongues, And words of peace reveal! |
| Walsal | 194 | Bless God, O my soul, Rejoice in his anme; And let my glad voice Thy greatness proclaim; |
| Ward | 007b | There is a stream whose gentle flow Supplies the city of our God! Life, love and joy still gliding through, And watering our divine abode. |
| Wareham | 062b | How large the promise how divine, To Abr'ham and his seed; "I'll be a God to thee and thine, Supplying all their need" |
| Warren | 263 | Children of the heavenly King |
| Warwick | 184b | The voice of my beloved sounds, While o'er the mountain top he bounds; He flies exulting o'er the hills, And all my soul with transport fills Gently doth he chide my way, Rise, my love, and come away |
| Watch Night | 193 | "Come, let us anew our journey pursue" |
| Watchman | 111 | "Ah, when shall I awake From sin's soft soothing power? |
| Watchman tell us of the night | 233 | "... what it's signs of promise are" |
| Wayne | 188b | Savior, the world's and mine, Was ever grief like thine! |
| Welch | 175b | Love divine, all love excelling, Joy of heaven to earth come down |
| Wells | 002 | Life is the time to serve the Lord |
| Welton | 034m | Thou great Instructor lest I stray, Oh teach my erring feet the way! Thy truth with ever fresh delight Shall guide my doubtful steps aright. |
| Wendell | 181 | |
| West Sudbury | 122b | What if the saint must die, And lodge among the tombs: He need nor mourn, he shall return, rejoicing as he comes. |
| Weymouth | 146b | Jesus! transporting sound! The joy of earth and heaven: No other help is found, No other name is given, |
| What Seraph-Like Music | 280 | "What seraph-like music falls sweet on my ear" |
| When Shall We All Meet Again | 270 | "When shall we all meet again?" |
| When We Pass Over Jordan | 327 | "Come Thou Font of every blessing" |
| Willington | 107t | Far be thine honor spread, And long thy praise endure; Til morning light and evening shade, Shall be exchanged no more. |
| Wilmer | 040b | Loud swell the pealing organ's notes, Breathe forth your soul in raptures high; Praise ye the Lord, with harp and voice, Join the full chorus of the sky. |
| Wilmot | 173b | (Weber) Lo! the Lord Jehovah liveth! He's my rock, I bless his name; He, my God, salvation giveth; All ye lands exalt his fame. |
| Wilton | 196t | Not to our names, thou only just and true, Not to our worthless names is glory due; |
| Winchelsea | 043 | Incumbent on the burning sky |
| Winchester | 043 | My God, accept my early vows |
| Windham | 002 | Broad is the road that leads to death |
| Windsor | 092m | That awful day will surely come, Th'appointed hour makes haste, When I must stand before my jduge, And pass the solemn test. |
| Winter | 048b | His hoary frost, his fleecy snow, Descend and clothe the ground; The liquid streams forbear to flow In icy fetters bound. |
| Woburn | 020 | Firm was my health, my day was bright, And I persumed t'would ne'er be night; Fondly I said within my heard, Pleasure and peace shall ne'er depart. |
| Woodland (Major) | 070t | I love to steal a while away From every cumbering care, And spend the hours of setting day, In humble, grateful prayer. |
| Woodland (Minor) | 070b | Life is a span, a fleeting hours, How soon the vapor flies; Man is a tender, transcient flower, That, e'en in blooming, dies. |
| Woodstock | 085b | I love to steal awhile away, From ev'ry cumb'ring care, And spend the hours of setting day In humble grateful prayer. I love in solitude to shed The penitential tear, And all his promises to plead, Where none but God can hear. I love to think on mercies past, And future good implore, And all my cares and sorrows cast On Him whom I adore. |
| Worthing | 175t | Sinners hear the melting story Of the Lamb that once was slain; 'Tis the Lord of life and glory; Shall he plead with you in vain? |
| Wyoming | 035b | The wond'ring world inquires to know, Why I should love my Jesus so; 'What are his charms' say they, 'above The object of a mortal love?' |
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| Yoakley | 140t | The Lord my pasture shall prepare ,And feed me with a shepherd's care; His presence shall my wants supply,And guard me with a watchful eye. |
| Yonder's My Home | 282 | I'm a lonely trav'ler here, Weary, opprest; But my journey's end is near -- Soon I shall rest |
| York | 082 | (John Milton) Thee we adore, Eternal Name, and humbly own to thee, How feeble is our mortal frame, What dying worms are we. |
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| Zephyr | 038 | Soft be the gently breathing notes, That sing the Savior's dying love; Soft as the evening zephyr floats, Soft as the tuneful lyres above. |
| Zion | 166b | On the mountain's top appearing, Lo! the sacred herald stands! Welcome news to Zion bearing, Zion long in hostile lands! |
| Zurich | 038 | Pass a few swiftly fleeting years, And all that now in bodies live, Shall quit, like me, this vale of tears, Their righteous sentence to receive. |
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