Devotional Melodies; or, a collection of original and selected tunes and hymns, designed for congregational and social worship. (3rd ed.)

Editor:	A. S. Jenks
Publisher:	A. S. Jenks, Philadelphia, 1859
Language:	English
Notes:	Numbers refer to the page number the hymn starts on. When more than one hymn is on a page, letters are added to the numbers

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#	Text	Tune
5	Of Him who did salvation bring
6	Stay, sinner stay! the night comes on
7	The judgment day is coming
8	Alas! and did my Savior bleed?
9	Plunged in a gulf of dark despair
10	My soul is now united
11	Though in a world of sickness
12	Come, sinners, to the gospel feast
13	Father, I stretch my hands to thee
14	Tho' born to suffer and to die
15a	Jesus, my all, to heav'n is gone
15b	There is a land of pure delight
16	A few more days on earth to spend
17	Come on, my partners in distress
18	Let me go to my home, to my home far away
19	There is a land of pure delight
20a	Come, thou fount of ev'ry blessing
20b	What to me are earth's pleasures
22	Watch and pray! watch and pray!
23	My God, my life, my love
24a	When pulse beats low, and cheeks grow pale
24b	There is a fountain fill'd with blood	[I will believe]
26	With tearful eyes I look around
27	Hark! what mean these holy voices
28	When Jesus, my Saviour, first call'd me to go
29a	O thou, in whose presence my soul takes delight
29b	Let others delight in the gambols of mirth
30	Sinner, come, will you go
31	I will go, I will go
32	What if our bark o'er life's rough wave
33	O thou from whom all goodness flows
34	Ye angels who mortals attend
35	How tedious and tasteless the hours
36	Am I a soldier of the cross
37	Sinners turn; why will ye die?
38	Burst ye em'rald gates, and bring
39	Jesus, lover of my soul
40	My days are gliding swiftly by
41	Depth of mercy! can there be
42	Now the Christian pilgrim sings
44	On Jordan's stormy banks I stand
45	There is a land of pure delight
46	We speak of the realms of the bless'd
47	Just as I am, without one plea
48	How swiftly the years of our pilgrimage fly
49	He dies! the Friend of sinners, dies!
50	He dies! the Friend of sinners, dies!
51	Jesus, the sinner's friend, to thee
52	There is a heav'n above the skies
53	Jesus, my all, to heav'n is gone
54	There's a friend above all others
55	Jesus, my all, to heav'n is gone
56	Though the pleasures of earth be fleeting
57	How tedious and tasteless the hours
58	Oh! 'tis not here below is my treasure
59	Say, brothers, will you meet us?
60	We're going home, we've had visions bright
61	Come, ye sinners, poor and needy
62	Saviour, breathe an ev'ning blessing
63	On Jordan's stormy banks I stand
64	A pilgrim in this desert world
65	Come, thou fount of ev'ry blessing
66	A hope of heav'n, a precious treasure
67	Attend, young friends, whilst I relate
68	Our bondage it will end, by-and-by
69	What wondrous love is this, O! my soul! O! my soul!
70	Hear the royal proclamation
71	Joyfully, joyfully, onward I move
72	A home in heav'n! what a joyful thought
73	When I can read my title clear
74	O happy day! that fix'd my choice
75	Jesus, my all, to heav'n is gone
76	Dress'd uniform Christ's soldiers are
77	There is a land of pure delight
78	Low down in this beautiful valley
79	Come, sinners, to the gospel feast
80	We're bound for the land of the pure and the holy
81	O for a heart to praise my God
82	In this low dark valley, where so many sorrows grow
84	Oh sing to me of heav'n
85	My heav'nly home is bright and fair
86	Oh, that my load of sin were gone
87	Vain man, thy fond pursuits forbear
88	Of Him who did salvation bring
89	How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
90	The spacious world promiscuous flows
91	When I can read my title clear
92	Come saints and sinners, hear me tell
93	Out on an ocean all boundless we ride
94	Skeptic! spare that book
95	There we'll sing and shout with the angels
96	When for eternal worlds we steer
97	While life prolongs its precious light
98	How blessed the righteous when he dies!
99	And must I be to judgment brought
100	Jerusalem! my happy home!
101	There is a fountain fill'd with blood	[There's power in Jesus' blood]
102	From ev'ry stormy wind that blows
103	Jesus, my all, to heav'n is gone
104	I'm glad that I am born to die