The People's Hymnal: for use in public and social worship

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495Why should our tears in sorrow flowPage Scan
496I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stayPage Scan
497Thy will be done! In devious wayPage Scan
498My days are gliding swiftly byPage Scan
499Wayfarers in the wildernessPage Scan
500One [A] sweetly [sweet] solemn thought comes to me o'er and o'erPage Scan
501There is no flock, however watched and tendedPage Scan
502Peace, be still, in this night of sorrow bowPage Scan
503Rest, weary pilgrim, thy journey is o'erPage Scan
504As fade the stars at morn awayPage Scan
505Midst sorrow and carePage Scan
506O [When] thou my righteous Judge shall [shalt] comePage Scan
507Lo on a narrow neck of landPage Scan
508That awful day will surely comePage Scan
509And must I be to judgment broughtPage Scan
510Jerusalem, the golden, with milk and honey blestPage Scan
511For thee, O dear, dear countryPage Scan
512The sands of time are sinkingPage Scan
513Jerusalem, the glorious, the glory of the electPage Scan
514There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reignPage Scan
515When I can read my title clearPage Scan
516Jerusalem, my glorious homePage Scan
517O think of the home over there, By the side of the riverPage Scan
518There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than dayPage Scan
519In the Christian's home in [of] gloryPage Scan
520This is not my [a] place of restingPage Scan
521There is an hour of peaceful restPage Scan
522My heavenly home is bright and fair nor pain nor deathPage Scan
523Mid [midst] scenes of confusion and creature complaintsPage Scan
524We shall meet beyond the river, bye and byePage Scan
525I saw a wayworn travelerPage Scan
526I will sing you a song of that [a] [the] beautifulPage Scan
527Forever with the Lord [our God], amen, so let it bePage Scan
528On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eyePage Scan
529Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trodPage Scan
530O I often sit and wonderPage Scan
531The evening shades are fallingPage Scan
532I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of oldPage Scan
533By cool Siloam's shady rillPage Scan
534God of the universe to theePage Scan
535Arise, O King of grace, arisePage Scan
536'Tis thine alone, Almighty Name, to raise the dead to lifePage Scan
537Do you slumber in your tentPage Scan
538Unfurl the temperance banner and fling it to the breezePage Scan
539From brightest crystal fountainPage Scan
540An early temple here we raisePage Scan
541Lord, while for all mankind we prayPage Scan
542My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of libertyPage Scan
543God bless our native land, Firm may shePage Scan
544Lord, from thy blessed thronePage Scan
545Wake, wake the song, our glad jubileePage Scan
546Praise to God, immortal praisePage Scan
547Rocked in the cradle of the deepPage Scan
548Come, let us anew our journey pursue, Roll roundPage Scan

[This hymnal has not been proofed - data may be incomplete or incorrect]
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