The Saint's Harp: a collection of hymns and spiritual songs, adapted to prayer and social meetings, and seasons of revival (2nd ed., Rev. and Imp.)

Author: Rev. J. F. Berg
Publisher: J. B. Lippincott & Co., Philadelphia, 1843
Language: English
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101Oh for a heart to praise my GodPage Scan
102Oh for a shout of sacred joyPage Scan
103Soldiers of Christ, arisePage Scan
104Hark, how the watchmen cryPage Scan
105Bid me of men beware Page Scan
106Am I a soldier of the crossPage Scan
107Go watch and pray, thou canst not tellPage Scan
108Brethren, while we sojourn herePage Scan
109My soul, be on thy guardPage Scan
110Awake, my soul! Lift up thine eyesPage Scan
111Children of the heav'nly KingPage Scan
112Sing, all ye ransom'd of the LordPage Scan
113Now begin the heav'nly themePage Scan
114People of the living GodPage Scan
115Awake, and sing the songPage Scan
116Guide me, O thou great JehovahPage Scan
117Gently, Lord, O gently lead usPage Scan
118We've no abiding city herePage Scan
119What poor despised companyPage Scan
120Inquire, ye pilgrims, for the wayPage Scan
121Oh, how divine, how sweet the joyPage Scan
122Saw ye not the cloud arisePage Scan
123Jesus, our souls' delightful choicePage Scan
124Who can describe the joys that risePage Scan
125How much the drooping hearts revivePage Scan
126The day is drawing nighPage Scan
127Lift up your eyes, ye sons of lightPage Scan
128See from Zion's sacred mountainPage Scan
129Once I thought my mountain strongPage Scan
130In time of tribulationPage Scan
131Jesus, lover of my soulPage Scan
132Why thus impatient to be gonePage Scan
133In the floods of tribulationPage Scan
134Drooping souls, no longer mournPage Scan
135God is my strong salvationPage Scan
136O God of our salvationPage Scan
137Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness Page Scan
138Triumphant Zion! lift thy headPage Scan
139God counts the sorrows of his saintsPage Scan
140In God let all saint rejoicePage Scan
141Oh, where shall rest be foundPage Scan
142How blest the sacred tie that binds Page Scan
143Brethren, belov'd for Jesus' sake Page Scan
144Lord, when together here we meetPage Scan
145Blest be the tie that bindsPage Scan
146See, Jesus, thy disciples seePage Scan
147Jesus, Lord, we look to theePage Scan
148Lift up your hearts to things abovePage Scan
149How sweet and heav'nly is the sightPage Scan
150And are we yet alivePage Scan
151The Lord's into his garden comePage Scan
152There is an hour of hallowed peacePage Scan
153There is a land of pure delightPage Scan
154Jerusalem! my happy homePage Scan
155I would not live alway, I ask not to stayPage Scan
156Heav'n is the place where troubles ceasePage Scan
157Friend after friend departsPage Scan
158On Jordan's stormy banks I standPage Scan
159From ev'ry earthly pleasurePage Scan
160I'm glad that I am born to diePage Scan
161There is an hour of peaceful restPage Scan
162Oh! when shall I see JesusPage Scan
163Thro' the day thy love has spared usPage Scan
164Thus far the Lord has led me onPage Scan
165Thro' all the dangers of the nightPage Scan
166The morning breaks; my voice I raisePage Scan
167O God! I Thank thee that the night Page Scan
168Awake, my soul, and with the sun Page Scan
169Begone, my worldly cares away Page Scan
170Lord of the Sabbath and its lightPage Scan
171Another day has pass'd alongPage Scan
172The power to bless my housePage Scan
173See how the morning sunPage Scan
174I love to steal awhile awayPage Scan
175From Greenland's icy mountainsPage Scan
176On Thibet's snow-capt mountainsPage Scan
177The morning light is breakingPage Scan
178Hail, to the Lord's anointedPage Scan
179Roll on, thou mighty oceanPage Scan
180Yes! we trust the day is breakingPage Scan
181O'er the gloomy hills of darknessPage Scan
182On the mountain's top appearingPage Scan
183Men of God, go take your stationsPage Scan
184Yes, my native land, I love theePage Scan
185See that heathen mother standPage Scan
186Thy people, Lord, who trust thy wordPage Scan
187The trump of Israel's jubileePage Scan
188That mighty angel, to whose handPage Scan
189Sov'reign of worlds! display thy pow'rPage Scan
190Millions there are on heathen ground Page Scan
191Who, but thou, Almight Spirit Page Scan
192Hark! a cry among the nationsPage Scan
193Shepherd of Israel, thou didst leadPage Scan
194Arise, great God, and let thy gracePage Scan
195Lo! On a narrow neck of landPage Scan
196The mighty flood that rolls alongPage Scan
197Oft as the bell with solemn tollPage Scan
198The time is short! the season nearPage Scan
199Time is winging us awayPage Scan
200Lord, what a feeble piecePage Scan

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