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Society hymns, original and selected on evangelical and experimental subjects
Publisher:
Printed and sold by Manning & Loring, Boston, 1790
Language:
English
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I
Near to thy mercy-seat, O God
II
The little flock, on Zion's hill
III
When darkness long has veil'd my mind
IV
'Tis a point I long to know
V
With conscious guilt and bleeding heart
VI
Tell me, ye happy, happy few
VII
Father, at thy call I come
VIII
Lord, didst thou die, but not for me?
IX
Religion is the chief concern
X
And be it so, that till this hour
XI
While journeying through this humble vale
XII
Come, ye redeem'd by Jesus' blood
XIII
I would, but cannot sing
XIV
How sweet is the language of love
XV
Sweet was the time when first I felt
XVI
I ask'd the Lord that I might grow
XVII
What various hindrances we meet
XVIII
Come, humble sinner, in whose breast
XIX
When some kind shepherd from his fold
XX
Dear Saviour, we are thine
XXI
How oft, alas, this wretched heart
XXII
Dearest Saviour, help thy servant
XXIII
O for a closer walk with God
XXIV
The Saviour calls – let every ear
XXV
Afflicted saint, to Christ draw near
XXVI
Ye that pass by, behold the Man!
XXVII
Come, ye that fear the Lord
XXVIII
There is a fountain fill'd with blood
XXIX
Did Christ o'er sinners weep?
XXX
Jesus, I love thy charming name
XXXI
Jesus, my all, to heav'n is gone
XXXII
Am I a soldier of the cross
XXXIII
When any turn from Zion's way
XXXIV
Jesus! and shall it ever be
XXXV
Come, all ye lovers of the Lamb
XXXVI
Come, welcome this new year of grace
XXXVII
That glorious day is drawing nigh
XXXVIII
In evil long I took delight
XXXIX
The day is past and gone
XL
How lost was my condition
XLI
Christ is set on Zion's hill
XLII
When first my soul enlisted
XLIII
Come, thou fount of every blessing
XLIV
Attend, ye saints, and hear me tell
XLV
Jerusalem, my happy home
XLVI
Lord, I cannot let thee go
XLVII
Why stay we here, so loth to part?
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