The Psalmody: a collection of hymns for public and social worship

Publisher: Freewill Baptist Printing Establishment, Dover, N.H., 1853
Denomination: Free Will Baptists
Language: English
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601When fainting in the sultry wastePage Scan
602As pants the hart for cooling streamsPage Scan
603Jesus, thy boundless love to mePage Scan
604Sweet was the time when first I feltPage Scan
605Jesus, Lover of my soulPage Scan
606Dear Refuge of my weary soulPage Scan
607My God, the spring of all my joysPage Scan
608O, may my heart, by grace renewedPage Scan
609Whene'er the clouds of sorrow rollPage Scan
610Whence do our mournful thoughts arisePage Scan
611O, let my trembling soul be stillPage Scan
612O Lord, my best desire fulfillPage Scan
613In trouble and in grief, O GodPage Scan
614My God, I thank thee; may no thoughtPage Scan
615My soul, why sink when griefs oppressPage Scan
616Should famine o'er the mourning fieldPage Scan
617What though no flowers the fig tree clothePage Scan
618Let me but hear my Savior sayPage Scan
619Unshaken as the sacred hillPage Scan
620Commit thou all thy waysPage Scan
621Through all the changing scenes of lifePage Scan
622O thou by long experience triedPage Scan
623Source of eternal joys divinePage Scan
624How oft have sin and Satan strovePage Scan
625This world would be a wildernessPage Scan
626The Lord of glory is my lightPage Scan
627Your harps, ye trembling saintsPage Scan
628O, cease, my wandering soulPage Scan
629The thunder bursts; its rolling mightPage Scan
630There's not a hope with comfort fraughtPage Scan
631Blest is the man who fears the LordPage Scan
632Blest Jesus, while in mortal fleshPage Scan
633When human hopes and joys departPage Scan
634Thou art my refuge, O my GodPage Scan
635My faith looks up to theePage Scan
636To God, the only wisePage Scan
637When Power divine, in mortal formPage Scan
638Ye trembling souls, dismiss your fearsPage Scan
639Give me the wings of faith to risePage Scan
640Rise, O my soul, pursue the pathPage Scan
641Sweet the moments, rich in blessingPage Scan
642O Lord, I would delight in theePage Scan
643Now let our souls, on wings sublimePage Scan
644My gracious Lord, I own thy rightPage Scan
645And must I part with all I havePage Scan
646Religion's dictates can assuagePage Scan
647O for a heart to praise my God!Page Scan
648O, could I find, from day to dayPage Scan
649Blest are the pure in heartPage Scan
650Lord, help me to resignPage Scan
651Lord, I believe a rest remainsPage Scan
652Walk in the light; so shalt thou knowPage Scan
653Thou, who didst stoop belowPage Scan
654From every earthly pleasurePage Scan
655Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wingsPage Scan
656Our country is Immanuel's groundPage Scan
657"We've no abiding city here"Page Scan
658Lord, what a wretched land is thisPage Scan
659Eternal God, our wondering soulPage Scan
660O God, thou art my God alonePage Scan
661Gently, Lord, O, gently lead usPage Scan
662My God, the pilot's part performPage Scan
663How vain are all things here below!Page Scan
664In vain my roving thoughts would findPage Scan
665Be thou, O Lord, my treasure herePage Scan
666In all my Lord's appointed waysPage Scan
667Awake, our souls; away, our fearsPage Scan
668Awake my soul; stretch every nervePage Scan
669Am I a soldier of the cross?Page Scan
670Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fearsPage Scan
671O, speed thee, Christian, on thy wayPage Scan
672Soldiers of Christ, arisePage Scan
673Our Captain leads us onPage Scan
674Be firm and be faithfulPage Scan
675Children of light, awakePage Scan
676Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was IPage Scan
677In robes of spring was nature dressedPage Scan
678O Zion, when I think on theePage Scan
679Where Babylon's broad rivers rollPage Scan
680Arise, my tenderest thoughts, arisePage Scan
681Dear Lord, I see how sinful menPage Scan
682Sit thou in sackcloth, O my soulPage Scan
683O that floods of bitter watersPage Scan
684An awful day draws nearPage Scan
685Jesus, our Lord, how rich thy grace!Page Scan
686Father of mercies, send thy gracePage Scan
687How blest is he who fears the LordPage Scan
688Happy, forever happy hePage Scan
689Blest are the men whose mercies movePage Scan
690Awake, my zeal, awake, my lovePage Scan
691With mines of wealth are sinners poorPage Scan
692When thy harvest yields thee pleasurePage Scan
693Lord, lead the way the Savior wentPage Scan
694And is the gospel peace and love?Page Scan
695When Jesus dwelt in mortal clayPage Scan
696Happy the man whose generous heartPage Scan
697Laborers of Christ, arisePage Scan
698What shall we render, bounteous LordPage Scan
699Where the lost and wretched arePage Scan
700Sow in the morn thy seedPage Scan

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