Original and Selected Reformation Hymns ... dedicated to the Twelve Tribes of the Lord's Modern Israel

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d1Afflictions, though they seem severe
d2Among the Judah [Jewish] captives [nation], One Daniel
d3As pensive I ranged my soul in devotion
d4As shepherds in Jewry were guarding their sheep
d5As when the [a] weary traveler gains
d6Begone, unbelief, [for] my [our] Savior is near
d7Beside the gospel pool Appointed for the poor
d8Blessed Savior, calleth thou me
d9Brethren, we have met to worship, and adore the Lord our God
d10Bright scenes of glory strike my sense
d11Called to a sense of duty
d12Child of prosperity, nursling of vanity
d13Come, all ye pensive mourners
d14Come, all ye sons of Zion
d15Come, brothers, will you go along with me
d16Come, listening angels, assist me to sing
d17Come, my Christian friends and brethren
d18Come O my friends where'er you be
d19Come, precious souls, and let us take
d20Come sisters and brothers that love my dear Jesus
d21Come sisters and brothers that [who] love one another
d22Could we with ink the ocean fill
d23Daniel's wisdom may I know, Stephen's faith
d24Dear friends for a week we must part
d25Dressed uniform Christ's soldiers are when duty
d26Eternal source of every joy
d27Farewell, my dear brethren, I bid you farewell
d28Farewell, my friend, farewell a while
d29From all that's mortal, all that's vain
d30From whence doth [does] this [the] union arise
d31From whence doth this love and this union
d32Good morning, brother pilgrim, What, marching [traveling] to Zion
d33Great High Priest, we view thee standing
d34Great High Priest, we view thee stooping
d35Hail, God the Father, heavenly light
d36Hail the blest morn when [see] the great Mediator
d37Hark, my soul, it is the Lord
d38Hark, the jubilee is sounding
d39His vestments of righteousness
d40How painfully pleasing the fond recollection Of youthful connections [emotions]
d41How precious is the name, brethren sing
d42How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
d43I AM hath [has] sent me to you
d44I greet lamented the death of my Savior
d45I knew I was a sinner, the call it was loud
d46I love my Lord, I love his laws
d47I love thee, I love thee, I love thee my Love [Lord]
d48I love to give him glory
d49I really feel determined
d50I sing the gospel's joyful sound
d51I'll sing a song which [that] doth belong
d52I'm on my way to Canaan, I [I'll] bid this world farewell
d53In loud [sweet] exalted strains
d54In time of persecution when ignorance was great
d55Lord, at thy temple we appear, As happy Simon came
d56Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Fill our
d57Lord, when together here we meet
d58Love is the sweetest bud that blows
d59Mine eyes are now closing to rest
d60My brethren all, on you I call
d61My brethren in the Lord, stand fast
d62My Christian friends in bonds of love, whose hearts
d63My Savior called, I heard his voice
d64My soul take courage in the Lord
d65My thoughts on heavenly subjects roll
d66Nay, I cannot let thee go
d67Now the truth is gaining ground
d68Now while the gospel net is cast
d69O come, my loving neighbors
d70O give me, Lord, my sins to mourn
d71O Jesus, my Savior, I know thou art mine
d72O what a pleasing sight I see
d73O what sweet religion
d74O [When] thou my righteous Judge shall [shalt] come
d75O why should unbelief
d76Once more, in the Redeemer's name
d77Our cot was sheltered in a wood
d78Our souls by [in] love together knit [drawn] [joined]
d79Parted many a toil spent year, Pledged in youth
d80Poor mourning souls, in deep distress
d81Remember the night when the great Mediator
d82Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings
d83Should bounteous nature kindly pour
d84Shout aloud, O ye heralds
d85Since man by sin has lost [gone from] [strayed from] his God
d86Sir [Sirs], we would see Jesus
d87Teach me the measure of my days
d88The blessed Jesus, loving Savior
d89The gospel trump is sounding, free grace to all abounding
d90The gospel trumpet has been blown
d91The Lord into his garden comes
d92The old Isr'lites knew what it was that they must do
d93The people called Christians
d94The rose and lilies in full bloom
d95The time soon is coming by the prophets foretold
d96The worth of truth no tongue can tell
d97This life's a dream, an empty show
d98This morning most softly [sweetly] the gales are all blowing
d99This world is but a bubble
d100This world's not all a fleeting show

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