The Knoxville Harmony of Music Made Easy

Editor: John B. Jackson
Publisher: D. & M. Shields, Madisonville, Tenn., 1838
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d1Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die?
d2Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved
d3And let this feeble body fail
d4Arise, my soul, arise, shake off
d5As on the cross the Savior hung
d6Awaked by Sinai's awful sound
d7Before Jehovah's awful throne
d8Behold the Savior of mankind
d9Blest be the [that] dear uniting love
d10Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow
d11Bright scenes of glory strike my sense
d12Broad is the road [stream] that leads to death [wrath]
d13Burst, ye emerald [pearly] gates, and bring
d14Children of the heavenly king as we journey
d15Come all who love my Lord and Master; and like old David
d16Come, all ye [you] wandering [mourning] [Christian], pilgrims dear
d17Come all ye [you] young people of every relation
d18Come away to the skies, my beloved, arise
d19Come, let us sing our parting tune
d20Come, let us use the grace divine, And all with one accord
d21Come, little children, now we [you] may partake
d22Come thou fount of every blessing
d23Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys
d24Dark and thorny [stormy] is the desert
d25Dear friends [brothers] [brethren], farewell, I do you tell
d26Death, 'tis a melancholy day To those that have no God
d27Farewell, farewell, farewell, my [dear] friends
d28Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand
d29From Greenland's icy mountains
d30Glorious things of thee are spoken
d31Hail the blest morn when [see] the great Mediator
d32Hail ye sighing sons of sorrow
d33Hark, from the tomb [tombs] a doleful [warning] [mournful] sound
d34Hark, the jubilee is sounding
d35He dies, the friend of sinners dies
d36Hear the royal proclamation, the glad tidings
d37His voice, as the sound of a dulcimer sweet
d38Hosanna to Jesus, I am filled with his praise
d39How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord
d40How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey
d41How happy [happy's] every child of grace, who [that] feels [knows] his sins forgiven
d42How painfully pleasing the fond recollection(s) While [when] blest with parental advice
d43How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours
d44I am a great complainer
d45I have my trials here below
d46In God's own house pronounce his praise
d47Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone
d48Lift up your hearts, Immanuel's friends
d49Lord, what a wretched land is this
d50Mid [midst] scenes of confusion and creature complaints
d51My days, my [and] weeks, my [and] months, my [and] years
d52My Savior and my King, Thy beauties [honors] are divine
d53My Shepherd will supply my need
d54My soul, come, meditate the day, And think
d55Now your festal rights prepare
d56O how I have longed for the coming [presence] of God [the Lord]
d57O that I had some humble [sacred] [secret] place
d58O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight
d59O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above
d60Once more, my soul, the rising day salutes thy waking eyes
d61Pilgrims, with pleasure let us part
d62Remember, sinful youth, you must die
d63Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings
d64Salvation, O the joyful sound
d65Savior, visit Thy [our] plantation, grant us Lord, a gracious rain
d66Saw ye [you] my Savior, saw ye [you] my Savior
d67Say, mighty love, and teach my song
d68Say now, ye lovely social band
d69Shepherds, rejoice, lift up your eyes
d70Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive
d71Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King
d72Sweet rivers of redeeming love
d73Teach me the measure of my days
d74The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear
d75The people called Christians
d76There is a house not made with [by] hands, Eternal
d77There is a land of pleasure, Where streams of joy forever roll
d78There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign
d79There was a Romish lady, brought up in popery
d80Through all this world below
d81What sorrowful sounds do I hear
d82When I can read my title clear
d83When rising from the bed of death
d84When shall we three meet again
d85When the midnight cry begins [began]
d86When winter is over and spring is begun
d87While beauty and youth are in their full prime
d88Why do we [ye] [you] mourn departing [departed] [for dying] friends
d89Ye children of Jesus, that's [that're] [who're] bound for the Kingdom
d90Ye lovers of pleasure, who [that] slight the [this] salvation
d91Ye nations all, on [to] you I call
d92Ye nations round [of] the earth, rejoice
d93Ye objects of sense, and enjoyments of time
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