Musica Sacra; or Springfield and Utica Collections United

#	Text	Tune
d101	Not all the blood of beast [beasts], On Jewish altars
d102	Not all the outward forms on earth, Nor rites that God hath given
d103	Not to our names thou only just and true
d104	Now begin the heavenly theme
d105	Now I forbid my carnal hope
d106	Now let our mourning [drooping] hearts revive
d107	O, Absalom, my son, my son
d108	O come, loud anthems let us sing, loud thanks
d109	O for a closer walk with God
d110	O for a shout of sacred joy
d111	O God, how endless is thy love
d112	O praise the Lord with one consent
d113	O render thanks to God above, The fountain of eternal love
d114	O Sun of righteousness, arise with healing
d115	O what shall we do come Lord
d116	Of him who did salvation bring I could for ever think and sing
d117	Once more, my soul, the rising day salutes thy waking eyes
d118	ôTis finished, so the Savior cried, and meekly
d119	Our little bark, on boisterous seas
d120	Out of the depths of self-despair
d121	Praise ye the Lord, my heart shall join in work so pleasant
d122	Rejoice, the Lord is King, Your God [Lord] and King adore
d123	Return, O God of love, return
d124	Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings
d125	Shall life revisit dying worms
d126	Sing to the Lord a new made song, who wondrous
d127	Sing to the Lord aloud
d128	Sing to the Lord, ye [you] distant lands
d129	Sleep, downy [drowsy] sleep, come, close mine
d130	Sons of men, behold him [from] far, Hail the
d131	Soon as I heard my Father say
d132	Soon as the morn salutes your eyes
d133	Sweet is the day of sacred rest
d134	Sweet is the memory of thy grace
d135	Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King
d136	Tell us, O women, we would know
d137	That awful day will surely come
d138	That once loved form now cold
d139	The Lord, how fearful is his name
d140	The Lord my pasture shall prepare, and feed me with a shepherd's care
d141	The Lord supplies his people's need
d142	The pity of the Lord
d143	The righteous souls that take their flight
d144	The saints shall flourish in his days
d145	The Savior calls, let every ear attend
d146	The spacious firmament on high
d147	Thee we adore, eternal name, And humbly
d148	There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins]
d149	Think, mighty God, on feeble man
d150	Thou Sun with dazzling rays
d151	Thy daily mercies, O my God
d152	'Tis by the faith of joys to come
d153	To bless the Lord our God in strains divine
d154	To God I made [I'll make] my sorrows known
d155	To our Almighty Maker, God, new honors be addressed
d156	To thee, before the dawning light
d157	To thee in each [youth's] bright morning
d158	To thee, O Lord, my cries ascend
d159	Up to the hills I lift mine eyes, the eternal hills beyond the skies
d160	Vital spark of heavenly flame
d161	Welcome, sweet day of rest
d162	What shall I render to my God
d163	When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord]
d164	When I survey the wondrous cross
d165	When we, our wearied [weary] limbs to rest
d166	Where shall the man be found
d167	Where shall we go to seek and find
d168	While life prolongs its precious light
d169	While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night
d170	While thee I [we] seek, protecting power
d171	Who is this stranger in distress
d172	Who shall the Lord's elect condemn
d173	With all my [our] [the] power [powers] of heart and tongue
d174	With glory clad, with strength arrayed
d175	With joy we meditate the [thy] grace
d176	With looks suprerne he said
d177	World adieu thou real [cruel] cheat
d178	Wretched, helpless, and distressed
d179	Ye boundless realms of joy
d180	Ye holy souls, in God rejoice
d181	Ye nations round [of] the earth, rejoice
d182	Ye saints and servants of the Lord
d183	Ye sons of men, a feeble race
d184	Ye that delight to serve the Lord
d185	Ye [You] servants of God [Christ] your Master proclaim
d186	Yet save a trembling sinner, Lord
d187	Your harps, ye [you] trembling [mourning] [tearful], saints