The Social Harp. Rev.

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d301Pleasing spring again is here, Trees and fields
d302Praise the Lord, ye heavens adore him
d303Praise ye Jehovah's name
d304Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire
d305Prayer is the work the Lord commands
d306Prayer is [was] appointed to convey
d307Rejoice, O earth, the Lord is King
d308Rejoice, rejoice, the promised time is coming
d309Religion is the chief concern
d310Remember, sinful youth, you must die
d311Return, O God of love, return
d312Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings
d313Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee
d314Safely through another week
d315Savior, I do feel Thy merit, sprinkled with redeeming blood
d316Savior, visit Thy [our] plantation, grant us Lord, a gracious rain
d317Saw ye [you] my Savior, saw ye [you] my Savior
d318See, gracious God [Lord], before thy throne
d319See how the morning [mounting] [rising] sun
d320See, the eternal Judge descending
d321See the Lord of glory dying
d322Shed not a tear, o'er your friend's early bier
d323Shepherds, rejoice, lift up your eyes
d324Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive
d325Sing, ye redeemed [ransomed] of the Lord
d326Sinner, hell is deep and yawning
d327Sinner [sinners], will you [ye] scorn [slight] the message
d328Sinners are bending low at the throne
d329Sister, thou art gone before me
d330Sister, thou wast [wert] mild and lovely
d331Softly now the light of day
d332Soldiers of the cross, arise, lo, your Captain
d333Spirit, thy labor is o'er
d334Stern winter throws his [her] [its] icy chains
d335Stoop down, my thoughts, that [which] used [use] to rise
d336Stop, poor sinner [sinners], stop and think
d337Sweet is the scene when [where] Christians die
d338Sweet is the time of spring
d339Sweet rivers of redeeming love
d340Sweet the moments, rich in blessing
d341Swell the anthem, raise the song
d342That doleful [dreadful] night before his death
d343That once loved form now cold
d344The angels that watched round the tomb
d345The chariot, the chariot, its wheels roll [in] fire
d346The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear
d347The drink that's in the drunkard's bowl
d348The flowery spring at God's command
d349The grave is now a favored spot
d350The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears
d351The night shall hear me raise my song
d352The pearl that [the] worldlings covet
d353The praises of my tongue
d354The Prince of salvation in triumph is riding
d355The Prince of salvation is coming
d356The soul untaught is dark as night
d357The sun above us gleaming is not the sun for me
d358The [That] day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven
d359The winter is over and gone the thrush whistles
d360The winter past reviving flowers
d361Thee we adore, eternal name, And humbly
d362There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins]
d363There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away
d364There is a house not made with [by] hands, Eternal
d365There is a land of pleasure, Where streams of joy forever roll
d366There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign
d367There is a place where my hope is [hopes are] stayed [staid]
d368There is a tear of sweet relief
d369There is a world we have not seen
d370There is an hour of peaceful rest
d371Thine earthly Sabbath [Sabbaths], Lord we love
d372Think of me when at the altar of prayer
d373This book is all that's left me now
d374This morning let my praise arise
d375This world is all a fleeting show
d376This world's not all a fleeting show
d377Thou art gone to the grave but we will not deplore thee
d378Thou soft [sweet] flowing [gliding] Kedron [Cedron], by thy silver [limpid] stream
d379Thou that dost my life prolong
d380Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on
d381Thy heavenly Father kindly took
d382Time is winging us away
d383'Tis a point I long to know
d384'Tis finished, the conflict is past
d385'Tis religion that can give sweetest pleasures
d386To Jesus, the crown of my [our] hope
d387To leave my dear friends, and with [from] my neighbors [kindred] to depart
d388To praise the [thee] ever bounteous [beauteous] Lord
d389To the cross where Jesus dies
d390To thee, let my [our] first offering [offerings] rise
d391Today the Savior rose
d392'Twas on that [a] dark, that [and] doleful [awful] [dreary] night [day]
d393Upon a hill, a tree there stands
d394Vain, delusive world, adieu
d395Vital spark of heavenly flame
d396Watchman, tell us of the night
d397We are traveling home to heaven above Will you go
d398We come with joy and gladness
d399We lift our hearts to thee, O [Our] [Thou] Day-Star
d400We who the slaves had been

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