The Mother's Hymn Book. (Third stereotyped ed. Rev. and enl.)

Editor: Thomas Hastings
Publisher: Anson D. F. Randolph, New York, 1859
Language: English
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101Lord, I would come to theePage Scan
102Though we are simple, weak, and youngPage Scan
103There is a path that leads to GodPage Scan
104Almighty God, while earth and heav'nPage Scan
105"Forbid them not to come!"Page Scan
106O Jesus, delight of my soulPage Scan
107Father, let thy light divinePage Scan
108Before thy footstool kneelingPage Scan
109How frail are these bodies of clay!Page Scan
110Almighty God, I'm very illPage Scan
111The pity of the LordPage Scan
112'Tis sweet to rest in lively hopePage Scan
113I thank the Lord, who lives on highPage Scan
114Rest upon thy Saviour's bosomPage Scan
115So fades the lovely blooming flowerPage Scan
116Life is a span, a fleeting hourPage Scan
117Alas! how changed that lovely flowerPage Scan
118Now, O Lord, to thee submittingPage Scan
119Around that couch they sweetly bendPage Scan
120Why lament the Christian dying?Page Scan
121The relics of departed worthPage Scan
122O thou that art the widow's GodPage Scan
123The widow and the fatherlessPage Scan
124My heavenly Father, I confessPage Scan
125There is a calm for those who weepPage Scan
126How still and peaceful is the gravePage Scan
127Parting soul! the flood awaits theePage Scan
128Through sorrow's night, and danger's pathPage Scan
129In vain the fancy strives to paintPage Scan
130How glorious is the land we seekPage Scan
131God only is the creature's homePage Scan
132O, cease, my wandering soulPage Scan
133It is the Lord; my soul be stillPage Scan
134Jesus, while our hearts are bleedingPage Scan
135Why weep for those, frail child of woPage Scan
136Hast thou lost a child most precious?Page Scan
137O, ye mourners! cease to languishPage Scan
138How tender is thy handPage Scan
139Sweet fruits afflictions bringPage Scan
140Pilgrims in this vale of sorrowPage Scan
141O Lord, I would delight in theePage Scan
142I bless thee, Lord, for sorrows sentPage Scan
143Thy gracious presence, O my God!Page Scan
144There is an hour of hallowed peacePage Scan
145Father, whate'er of earthly blissPage Scan
146Oh, deem not they are blest alonePage Scan
147Songs in the night full oft are givenPage Scan
148Prayer and praise together givenPage Scan
149In darkness and temptationPage Scan
150Christian, would'st thou know the joyPage Scan
151What is the thing of greatest pricePage Scan
152At length the opening spring has comePage Scan
153Summer's mildest breeze is blowingPage Scan
154The leaves, around me fallingPage Scan
155Time is winging us awayPage Scan
156O that I could forever dwellPage Scan
157O thou whose tender mercy hearsPage Scan
158Come, my Redeemer, comePage Scan
159Thy name, Almighty Lord Page Scan
160God of tbe nations, bow thine earPage Scan
161Go, for the Master calls theePage Scan
162Ye children of a favored bandPage Scan
163My God, the spring of all my joysPage Scan
164O what is earthly pleasurePage Scan
165The Saviour bids thee watch and prayPage Scan
166Must Jesus bear the cross alonePage Scan
167No cross, no crown! 'tis ever thusPage Scan
168My soul be on thy guardPage Scan
169I heard the voice of Jesus sayPage Scan
170The natal day has comePage Scan
171Swift as the winged arrow fliesPage Scan
172Look back, my soul, what hast thou donePage Scan
173Jerusalem, my happy home!Page Scan
174There is a land mine eye hath seenPage Scan
175One family we dwell in himPage Scan
176Abide with us, for day declinesPage Scan
177Know, my soul, thy full salvationPage Scan
178My home is in heaven, my rest is not herePage Scan
179To Jesus the crown of my hopePage Scan
180Rejoice in the LordPage Scan
181Begin the high, celestial strainPage Scan
182Begin, my soul, th' exalted layPage Scan
183'Tis midnight--and on Olive's browPage Scan
184He knelt, the Savior knelt and prayedPage Scan
185I saw One hanging on a treePage Scan
186Forget thyself, Christ bade thee comePage Scan
187Rock of Ages, cleft for mePage Scan
188Gently, Lord, O gently lead usPage Scan
189Come, let us strike our harps afreshPage Scan
190For a season call'd to partPage Scan
191To thee, when call'd awhile to partPage Scan
192Blest be the tie that bindsPage Scan
193Dear Saviour, when my thoughts recallPage Scan
194Thou lovely source of true delightPage Scan
195Who can sound the depths of love?Page Scan
196Earth's shadowy years will soon be o'erPage Scan
197Weep not for the saint that ascendsPage Scan
198My dear Redeemer, and my Lord!Page Scan
199My faith looks up to theePage Scan
200Lord, dismiss us with thy blessingPage Scan

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