Index to First Lines.
Reading edition
HYMNS.
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
A
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After labour sweet is rest34
A helpless sinner in Thy sight39
A holy warfare, Lord, is mine79
An angel of comfort from heaven sped18
At the foot of the Cross where my Saviour is bleeding102
B
Before the morning’s toil begin49
D
Day after day my weary task I ply51
Death is not dreadful, no!106
E
Earth’s bright hopes must fade31
Ere our first parents fell, the ground67
F
Far from the friends to me most dear59
Father of Heaven, Thy guidance we implore43
“Feed thou My lambs,” the Saviour said47
Forsake not thou thy father’s friend111
Forth from the city gate of Nain95
H
Help me, Lord Jesus, to fulfil71
How beautiful is Nature’s face!75
How highly blest were those who saw85
How swiftly flies man’s mortal thread41
I
I bless Thee, Lord, in early spring69
I cannot see the sunny gleam23
I dare not raise my guilty eye21
I do not dare, O holy Lord15
In daily rounds my constant course I keep61
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In the silence of night when the stars glimmer o’er me57
In the year that hath passed o’er us121
I’ve laid the earth above the child27
I would not take what is not mine, for hoards of wealth untold53
L
“Lord! carest Thou not that we perish!”88
N
Not alone in God’s house, or in seasons of prayer73
Now in the East Hope’s trembling light29
O
O God of Hosts, our fathers’ God77
S
Souls are perishing before thee119
Standing upon the awful brink117
T
The awful night hath passed, the day100
The balmy spring awakes the flowers35
The day of life is closing104
The fear of God most high113
The precious blood of Christ my Lord11
There is a sword of glittering sheen32
There were fishermen once by the blue Galilee45
The Sabbath sun has risen high55
The stately mansion riseth beneath the builder’s hand25
The summer blossoms fast decay13
To whom do I obedience owe63
W
When from the branches’ leafy screen92
When in our breasts we feel the flame of love97
When on Zion’s hill we rest37
When Peter by the miracle90
When shades of night around him close16
When verdant fields are seen no more65
Where is thy new-born Lord, O Judah? Zion—where thy King?81
Who wisdom’s path forsakes115
Why dread the future, trembling one109
POEMS.
I dreamed that in the stilly hush of night 153
Life’s deep afflictions not alone demand 136
Proud—and of what! poor vain and helpless worm 149
Through the majestic forest shade 125
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