The Christian Melodist: a new collection of hymns for social religious worship

Editor: Joseph Banvard
Publisher: John Putnam, Boston, 1849
Language: English
Notes: Tunes are in the back of the hymnal.
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502Our Helper, God, we bless his [thy] namePage Scan
503See how the fruitless fig tree standsPage Scan
504Great God, we sing that mighty handPage Scan
505Now, gracious Lord, thine [thy] arm revealPage Scan
506See, another year is gonePage Scan
507While with ceaseless [careless] course the sunPage Scan
508Life is the time to serve the LordPage Scan
509When blooming youth is [are] snatched [called] awayPage Scan
510How blest the righteous when he diesPage Scan
511There is a house not made with [by] hands, EternalPage Scan
512Beneath our feet and o'er our headPage Scan
513Now let our mourning [drooping] hearts revivePage Scan
514Death cannot make our souls afraid, If God be with us therePage Scan
515O for an overcoming faithPage Scan
516Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleepPage Scan
517In vain my [the] fancy strives to paint The moment after deathPage Scan
518Death floats [rides] on every passing breezePage Scan
519And must this body diePage Scan
520How will my [thy] heart [soul] endurePage Scan
521That awful day will surely comePage Scan
522O God, my inmost soul convertPage Scan
523And must I be to judgment broughtPage Scan
524O [When] thou my righteous Judge shall [shalt] comePage Scan
525The [That] day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heavenPage Scan
526There is an hour of peaceful restPage Scan
527There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reignPage Scan
528We've no abiding city herePage Scan
529Nor eye hath seen nor ear hath heardPage Scan
530On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eyePage Scan
531Our sins, alas, how strong they be [are]Page Scan
532When I can read my title clearPage Scan
533There is a world of perfect bliss Above the starry skiesPage Scan
534What sinners value, I resignPage Scan
535Give me the wings of faith to risePage Scan
536How vain a thought is bliss belowPage Scan
537There is an hour of hallowed peacePage Scan
538This world is all a fleeting showPage Scan
539This world's not all a fleeting showPage Scan
540There is a place of sacred restPage Scan
541My Father's house, my Father's housePage Scan
542O where shall rest be foundPage Scan
543There is a region lovelier far Than sages tell or poets singPage Scan
544Jerusalem, my glorious homePage Scan
545There is a land mine [my] eye [eyes] hath seenPage Scan
546O sinner, bring not tears alone Or outward form ofPage Scan
547Lord, look on all assembled herePage Scan
548Dread Jehovah, God of nationsPage Scan
549Why should thy face, where mercies dwellPage Scan
550Oft have our ears, great God, been taughtPage Scan
551Swell the anthem, raise the songPage Scan
552Creator [Great] God, thy glories blazePage Scan
553O bless the Lord, my soulPage Scan
554Lord of heaven, and earth, and oceanPage Scan
555Every sheaf of golden grainPage Scan
556Praise the Lord, who reigns in heavenPage Scan
557Give to our God [the Lord] immortal praisePage Scan
558Praise to God, the great Creator, BounteousPage Scan
559Here, in thy name, eternal GodPage Scan
560Almighty God, thy constant carePage Scan
561Lord, send thy word, and let it fly [run]Page Scan
562Behold the mountain of the LordPage Scan
563How long shall virtue languishPage Scan
564O, shun the bowl, when rich delightPage Scan
565Friends of freedom, swell the songPage Scan
566Hear us, Father, while we cryPage Scan
567Lord, when thine ancient people criedPage Scan
568Hark, the wail, the voice of anguishPage Scan
569Hail to the Lord's anointedPage Scan
570Break every yoke, the gospel criesPage Scan
571Roll on, thou joyful dayPage Scan
572Our little bark, on boisterous seasPage Scan
573O for a breeze of heavenly lovePage Scan
574Grant the abundance of the seaPage Scan
575We come, O Lord, before thy thronePage Scan
576Beset with snares on every handPage Scan
577Jesus, at thy commandPage Scan
578Though hard the winds are blowingPage Scan
579A wail comes o'er the wave, And speaks of sighingPage Scan
580Jesus and can it ever bePage Scan
581The great Redeemer we adorePage Scan
582Do we not know that solemn wordPage Scan
583Come happy souls, adore the LambPage Scan
584Thus was the great Redeemer plungedPage Scan
585Jesus, mighty King in [of] ZionPage Scan
586Hither we come, our dearest LordPage Scan
587With willing hearts we treadPage Scan
588Our Savior bowed beneath the wavePage Scan
589Lord, at thy table I [we] behold The wonders of thy gracePage Scan
590Jesus invites his saintsPage Scan
591O thou, my soul, forget no morePage Scan
592Bread of heaven, on thee I [we] feedPage Scan
593From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skiesPage Scan
594To God the Father, God the SonPage Scan
595Praise God, from whom all blessings flowPage Scan
596Let God the Father, and the SonPage Scan
597To Father, Son, and Holy GhostPage Scan
598Ye angels round the thronePage Scan
599To God the Father's thronePage Scan
600Sing we to our God abovePage Scan
T1Be thou, O God, exalted highPage Scan

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