There is a fountain, filled with blood,
There is a glorious world of light,
There is a holy city,
Cowper, 208
Jane Taylor, 534
592
Watts, 593
W. B. Tappan, 579
W. B. Tappan,
Mrs. Steele,
Mrs. Steele,
There is a land of pure delight,
There is an hour of hallowed peace,
There is an hour of peaceful rest,
The Saviour calls-let every ear,
The Saviour, oh, what endless charms,
The Spirit breathes upon the word,
The Spirit, in our hearts,
The sun, that minister of love,
The time is short-ye sinners, fear
The voice of free grace cries, escape
This God is the God we adore,
Thou art gone to the grave, but we will
Thou art my hiding-place, O Lord,
Thou art the way-to thee alone,
Though troubles assail,
Raffles,
Epis. Col., 117
Newton, 373
C. Wesley, 572
Mrs. Steele, 279
Mrs. Steele, 363
Montgomery, 480
Thou Judge of quick and dead,
Thou lovely source of true delight,
Thou only sovereign of my heart,
Thousands, O Lord of hosts, to-day,
Thrice happy souls, who, born of heaven, Doddridge, 370
Through sorrow's night and danger's
Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love, Doddridge,
Thy gracious presence, O my God,
Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song,
Thy way, O God, is in the sea,
"Tis a point I long to know,
"Tis by the faith of joys to come,
Tis my happiness below
To God the only wise,
Watts, 66
Cowper, 338
Doddridge, 189
Mrs. Steele, 128
Heginbotham, 309
C. Wesley, 351
To their Lord believers go, C. Wesley, (altered,) 588
Unvail thy bosom, faithful tomb,
Vain, delusive world, adieu,
Vital spark of heavenly flame,
Wait, my soul, upon the Lord,
Watts, 557
C. Wesley, 119
Pope, 563
Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will,
Wake, Isles of the South,
Wake the song of Jubilee,
Watchman, tell us of the night,
Weary souls, that wander wide,
Welcome, delightful morn,
Welcome, sacred day of rest,
Welcome sweet day of rest,
We bid thee welcome in the name
We gather at the mercy-seat,
We give immortal praise,
Beddome, 283
W. B. Tappan, 463
446
Bowring, 448
C. Wesley, 114
Hayward, 475
W. Brown, 474
Watts, 473
Montgomery, 494
C. (original,) 515
Watts, 597
Newton, 390
586
We seek a rest beyond the skies,
We speak of the realms of the blessed,
We stand in deep repentance,
We've no abiding city here,
R. Palmer, (orig.) 241
Kelly, 395
Montgomery, 215
What is the thing of greatest price,
What shall I render to my God,
What shall the dying sinner do,
What sinners value, I resign,
What various hind'rances we meet,
When all thy mercies, 'O my God,
When any turn from Zion's way,
When bending o'er the brink of life,
When blooming youth is snatched away, Mrs. Steele, 556
When downward to the darksome R. Palmer, (orig.)
When gathering clouds around I view, Grant, 377
When grief and anguish press me B. H. P. (orig.)
When, his salvation bringing,
When I can read my title clear,
When I can trust my all with God,
When I survey the wondrous cross,
When Jesus dwelt in mortal clay,
When languor and disease invade
When, marshalled on the nightly plain, H. K. White,
When musing sorrow weeps the past,
When, my Saviour, shall I be
When on Sinai's top I see
When on the cross my Lord I see,
When, rising from the bed of death,
When shall we meet again,
Noel, 546
C. Wesley, 154
Montgomery, 207
Newton, 502
Addison, 571
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When, streaming from the eastern skies,
When th' eternal Judge descending, Anon. (alt'd,) 570
When the worn spirit wants repose, Edmeston, 477
When the vale of death appears,
When thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come,
Where high the heavenly temple stands, Logan, 106
Where is the Saviour now!
While life prolongs its precious light,
While thee I seek, protecting Power,
While the heralds of salvation,
Raffles, 318
Dwight, 192
Williams, 24
While to the grave our friends are borne, Mrs. Steele, 566
While, with ceaseless course, the sun Newton, 488
Who knoweth of his safety, Mrs. Sigourney; (orig.)
Why do we mourn departing friends,
Why is my heart so far from thee,
Why should the children of a King
Why should we start and fear to die?
Why wilt thou cast thy care Mrs. Sigourney, (orig.)
With heavenly power, O Lord, defend,
With joy we meditate the grace,
With tears of anguish I lament,
With thankful hearts our songs we raise, Bickersteth, 508
Wretched, helpless, and distressed, C. Wesley, (alt'd,) 260
Ye angels who stand round the throne, De Fleury, 340
Ye Christian heroes, go proclaim,
Ye dying sons of men,
Ye glittering toys of earth, adieu ;
Ye hearts with youthful vigor warm,
Ye messengers of Christ,
Boden, 168
Mrs. Steele, 274
Doddridge, 525
Voke, 498
Ye pilgrims, partners in distress, C. Wesley, (alt'd,) 396
Ye scoffers, your expiring breath,
Ye servants of God,
Ye servants of the Lord,
Watts, 194
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Doddridge, 496
Heginbotham, 308
Yes, I will bless thee, O my God,
Yes, mighty Jesus, thou shalt reign,
Yes, we trust the day is breaking,
Ye trembling souls, dismiss your fears,
Ye who in his courts are found,
Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor,
Your harps, ye trembling saints,
Zion stands, by hills surrounded,
More, 425
Kelly, 443
Beddome, 303
176
Mrs. Steele, 165
Toplady, 393
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