The Choralist

Editor: George T. Day
Publisher: Free Will Baptist Printing Establishment, Dover, N.H., 1859
Denomination: Free Will Baptists
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d101Glory, glory to our King
d102Go, when the morning shineth
d103God is love, his mercy brightens
d104God is the refuge of his saints
d105God moves in a mysterious way
d106God, my supporter and my hope
d107God of mercy, hear our prayer
d108God of my life, through all its [my] days
d109God of our fathers 'tis thy hand
d110God's glory is a wondrous thing
d111Grace, 'tis a charming [cheering] [joyful] [pleasing] sound
d112Gracious Spirit, Love divine
d113Great God, attend, while Zion sings [children sing] [here we sing]
d114Great God, to thee my evening song
d115Green pastures and clear streams
d116Guide me, O thou great Jehovah
d117Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews
d118Hail, sweetest, dearest, tie that binds
d119Hail to the Lord's anointed
d120Hark, from the tomb [tombs] a doleful [warning] [mournful] sound
d121Hark, my soul, it is the Lord
d122Hark, the gospel trumpet's sounding, Sinners, hear
d123He that [who] goeth forth with weeping, Bearing [sowing] precious seed in love
d124Here o'er the earth as a stranger I roam
d125Hide not thy talent in the earth
d126High in yonder realms of light
d127Hither we come, our dearest Lord
d128Hosanna [Hosannas] to the Prince of light
d129How blest the sacred tie that binds
d130How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord
d131How gentle God's commands
d132How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey
d133How happy [happy's] every child of grace, who [that] feels [knows] his sins forgiven
d134How happy is the pilgrim's lot
d135How long shall Afric's sons
d136How pleasant, how [and] divinely fair
d137How sad the work which sin has wrought
d138How sweet the evening shadows fall
d139How sweet the melting lay
d140How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
d141How sweet to leave the world awhile
d142How sweet to reflect on the [those] joys that await me [us]
d143How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound
d144Hush the loud cannon's roar
d145I am weary, I am weary
d146I have sought o'er the wide, wide earth
d147I heard the voice of Jesus say, come unto me and rest
d148I know that my Redeemer lives, and ever prays for me
d149I love thee, O my God [Lord], but not
d150I love thy kingdom, Lord
d151I love to steal awhile away
d152I was a wandering sheep
d153I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay
d154If, on a [the] quiet sea Toward [Towards] heaven
d155I'm a lonely traveler here
d156I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger, I can tarry
d157I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord
d158I'm weary of straying [sighing] O fain would [when shall] I rest
d159In all my Lord's appointed ways
d160In all my [our] vast concerns with thee
d161In heavenly love abiding
d162In heavenly love abiding
d163In the cross of Christ I [we] glory, towering
d164In this calm impressive hour
d165In trouble and in grief, O God
d166Isr'l's Shepherd, guide me [us], feed me [us]
d167Jerusalem, my glorious home
d168Jesus, and shall it ever be
d169Jesus died on Calvary's mountain, Long
d170Jesus, full of all compassion
d171Jesus, I love thy charming name
d172Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave
d173Jesus invites his saints
d174Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly
d175Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone
d176Jesus shall reign where'er the sun
d177Jesus, these eyes have never seen
d178Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend
d179Jesus, we look to thee
d180Jesus, where'er thy people meet
d181Jesus, while our hearts are bleeding
d182Jesus, who knows full well
d183Jesus, who on Calvary's mountain
d184Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come
d185Joyfully, joyfully, onward I [we] move
d186Just as thou art, without one trace Of love or joy
d187Laborers of Christ, arise
d188Laboring and heavy laden With my sins
d189Let every mortal ear attend
d190Let saints below in concert sing [join]
d191Let Zion and her sons rejoice
d192Lo what a glorious sight appears
d193Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye
d194Lord, at thy temple we appear, As happy Simon came
d195Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Fill our
d196Lord, it belongs not to my [our] care
d197Lord, may the spirit of this [thy] feast
d198Lord, send thy word, and let it fly [run]
d199Lord, thou hast won, at length I yield
d200Lord, 'tis sweet to mingle where

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