A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Social and Private Worship

Publisher: John B. Russell (Printer), Boston, Mass., 1823
Editor: West Church (Boston, Mass)
Denomination: Unitarian churches
Language: English
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CCXLIXGreat God! whose all-pervading eyePage Scan
CCLHad I the tongues of Greeks and JewsPage Scan
CCLIAll knowing God! 'tis thine to knowPage Scan
CCLIILet party names no morePage Scan
CCLIIIHow bless'd the sacred tie that bindsPage Scan
CCLIVI hear the voice of woePage Scan
CCLVBehold, where breathing love divinePage Scan
CCLVIFather of our feeble race!Page Scan
CCLVIIO ye, who seek Jehovah's facePage Scan
CCLVIIILord of life, all praise excellingPage Scan
CCLIXWhat shall we render, bounteous LordPage Scan
CCLXBlest are the humble souls that seePage Scan
CCLXITo be resign'd, when ills betidePage Scan
CCLXIIFountain of blessing, ever bless'dPage Scan
CCLXIIIHow vain are all things here below!Page Scan
CCLXIVHow eagerly do men pursuePage Scan
CCLXVMan has a soul of vast desiresPage Scan
CCLXVIThe evils that beset our pathPage Scan
CCLXVIILike shadows gliding o'er the plainPage Scan
CCLXVIIIThe short-lived day declines in hastePage Scan
CCLXIXWhile with careless course, the sunPage Scan
CCLXXThat awful hour will soon appearPage Scan
CCLXXILife is the time to serve the LordPage Scan
CCLXXIITime, time, how few thy value weigh!Page Scan
CCLXXIIIRemark, my soul! the narrow boundsPage Scan
CCLXXIVGod of eternity! from theePage Scan
CCLXXVYet a few years, or days, perhapsPage Scan
CCLXXVISo pass our fleeting years awayPage Scan
CCLXXVIIThe morning flowers display their sweetsPage Scan
CCLXXVIIIHark! from the tomb a doleful soundPage Scan
CCLXXIXHere busy life, here pleasure endsPage Scan
CCLXXXHow still and peaceful is the gravePage Scan
CCLXXXILife is a span, a fleeting hourPage Scan
CCLXXXIIWhen blooming youth is snatch'd awayPage Scan
CCLXXXIIIHow swift the torrent rollsPage Scan
CCLXXXIVThough nature's voice you must obeyPage Scan
CCLXXXVAs the sweet flower which scents the mornPage Scan
CCLXXXVIO Thou, before whose gracious thronePage Scan
CCLXXXVIIThough earthly shepherds dwell in dustPage Scan
CCLXXXVIIIWeary of these low scenes of nightPage Scan
CCLXXXIXUnveil thy bosom, faithful tombPage Scan
CCXCFaint not, poor traveller, though the wayPage Scan
CCXCIRise, my soul, and stretch thy wingsPage Scan
CCXCIIYes, there's a better world on highPage Scan
CCXCIIIVital spark of heavenly flamePage Scan
CCXCIVWhen life's tempestuous storms are o'erPage Scan
CCXCVSweet is the scene when virtue diesPage Scan
CCXCVIThe hour of my departure's comePage Scan
CCXCVIIHear what the voice from heaven proclaimsPage Scan
CCXCVIIIO could I soar to worlds abovePage Scan
CCXCIXEternal God! how frail is man!Page Scan
CCCAll nature dies, and lives againPage Scan
CCCILo! I behold the scatter'd shadesPage Scan
CCCIIYes, the Redeemer rose Page Scan
CCCIIIThe day approaches, O my soul!Page Scan
CCCIVHear, O ye dead! awake, arise!Page Scan
CCCVWhen rising from the bed of deathPage Scan
CCCVIYon glorious orbs that gild the skyPage Scan
CCCVIIMy soul! forbear on transient thingsPage Scan
CCCVIIIFrail life of man, how short its stayPage Scan
CCCIXAll earthly charms, however dearPage Scan
CCCXWhy should the world's alluring toysPage Scan
CCCXIFaith adds new charms to earthly blissPage Scan
CCCXIIThere is a land of pure delightPage Scan
CCCXIIIFar from these scenes of night Page Scan
CCCXIVThere is a glorious world on highPage Scan
CCCXVWhy weep for those, frail child of woePage Scan
CCCXVIBless'd hour, when virtuous friends shall meetPage Scan
CCCXVIIFrom this world's joys and senseless mirthPage Scan
CCCXVIIIFrom north and south, from east and westPage Scan
CCCXIXO bow thine ear, Eternal ONE!Page Scan
CCCXXO Thou! who art above all height!Page Scan

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