The Treasury of American Sacred Song with Notes Explanatory and Biographical

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401By the splendor in the heavensPage Scan
402The beautiful city! ForeverPage Scan
403Always I see her in a saintly guisePage Scan
404O night, look down through cloud and starPage Scan
405When on my soul in nakednessPage Scan
406If still they live, whom touch nor sightPage Scan
407Oft have I wakened ere the spring of dayPage Scan
408The hands that do God's work are patient handsPage Scan
409The dearest things in this fair world must changePage Scan
410God hath so many ships upon the seaPage Scan
411I saw in Siena picturesPage Scan
412Why seek ye for JehovahPage Scan
413A morning glory bud, entangled fastPage Scan
414If I knew it now, how strange it would seemPage Scan
415The day is fixed that there shall comePage Scan
416O patient Christ, when long agoPage Scan
417Alas! that men must seePage Scan
418O distant Christ! the crowded, darkening yearsPage Scan
419Blow, golden trumpets, sweet and clearPage Scan
420It's O my heart, my heartPage Scan
421O soul, however sweetPage Scan
422When mother love makes all things brightPage Scan
423As children in a darkened hallPage Scan
424When life and death clasp handsPage Scan
425God first made man of common clayPage Scan
426Brave racer, who hast sped the living lightPage Scan
427I was quick in the fleshPage Scan
428When Eve went out from ParadisePage Scan
429Thou heart, why dost thou lift thy voicePage Scan
430Shall we know in the hereafterPage Scan
431Body, I pray you, let me goPage Scan
432Are you glad, my big brother, my deep hearted oakPage Scan
433Under the drifted snows with weeping and holy ritePage Scan
434Across the winter's gloomPage Scan
435Nanac the faithful pausing once to prayPage Scan
436Waiting on him who knows usPage Scan
437Heart all full of heavenly hastePage Scan
438Take temperance to thy breastPage Scan
439Mary, the mother, sits on the hillPage Scan
440What man can live denying his own soulPage Scan
441Passion and pain, the outcome of despairPage Scan
442Death is but life's renewalPage Scan
443O children's eyes unchildlikePage Scan
444O Spirit of love and lightPage Scan
445Lord, oft I come unto thy doorPage Scan
446A rhyme of good death's innPage Scan
447Not from the pestilence and stormPage Scan
448Full armed I fought the paynim foePage Scan
449Sweet is the time for joyous folkPage Scan
450Its shadow makes a sheltered placePage Scan
451He hath not guessed Christ's agonyPage Scan
452I made the cross myselfPage Scan
453Thank God that God shall judge my soulPage Scan
454At last, at last, O joy, O victoryPage Scan
455Down on the shadowed stream of time and tearsPage Scan
456Adieu to GodPage Scan
457A song of a white throne circledPage Scan
458Rout and defeat on every handPage Scan
459He wills we may not read life's book arightPage Scan
460Love, work thy wonted miracle todayPage Scan
461All this costly expensePage Scan
462In the long pageant of man's destinyPage Scan
463Our souls are sick for permanencePage Scan
464Higher, higher, Purified by suffering's firePage Scan
465Their advent is as silent as their goingPage Scan
466Goodbye, I said, to my consciencePage Scan
467I slept, and dreamed that life was beautyPage Scan
468I stand upon the summit of my yearsPage Scan

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