The praise of Zion waits
The promise of my
The prosp'rous nation
There is a calm for those,
There is a fountain,
There is a house, not made
There is a land of pure
There is an hour of peaceful
There, that parting breath
There was joy, great joy
The sacrifice, which
The saints above, once
The saints on earth
The Savior lives,
These glorious minds, how
These glorions spirits
The spacious firmament
The Spirit breathes
The Spirit's voice doth
The sun withdraws
The time is short, how
The voice of free grace cries,
The wicked bend their
The wicked thou wilt
The winter is past,
The works of God are great
The wrathful angel's sword
The year is well nigh fled
The year, that is fled

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150 Though fig-tree cease
649 Though holy, holy,
24 Though I deserve thy
628 Though oft our griefs
420 l'hough with our mortal
618 Thou'rt my portion,
618 Thou, the Lord, my fount
634 Thou the moon didst
626 Thou, to whom revenge
500 Thou, who didst wear
594 Tbrice happy man
434 Through ev'ry age
548 Thus I resolv'd before
418 Thus saith the high,
628 Thus saith the Lord,
659 Thus saith the wisdom

40 Thus th' eternal Father
387 Thy face why dost Thou
436 Thy God, O Zion, reigns
575 Thy hand, O Lord, hath
483 Thy justice shall maintain
545 Thy light ten thousand
20 Thy name, O God,
328 Thy perfect law, O Lord,
577 Thy rushing wing,
254 Thy servants in their zeal
656 Thy word is to my feet
581 Thy word, O Lord, is light
576 Thy works how wonderful

They seek their father-country594 Time is winging us
They, who in God do trust
They, who in Zion's God
They, who in riches put
They, who in riches trust
They who ocean's path-way
Thine earthly sabbaths,
Thine eye, intent on
Think mighty God,
This at length I know
This do, remembering
This do, said Christ,
This is the day, the Lord
This is the word of truth
This spacious earth,
Thou art gone to the grave,
Thou art, Lord, my God
Thou are our moveless rock,
Thou hast built my

Thou hast heard my cry,
Though chosen friend

page.

543

380

11

298

445

274

64

237

214

653

255

203

92

511

95

481

251

19

170

367

86

369

656

42

537

302

270

388

95

482

524

153

412
623

291 Time, 'tis a gliding meteor's 600
290 T is by the faith of joys
120 T is by thy strength
121 "T is finish'd, so the Savior
247 T is finish'd, the conflict
400 T is good our course
505 T is good to give thanks
200 T is well, She has enter'd
174 To anger God is slow
650 To Christ, our heav'nly,
649 To day, if you will hear
264 To day the Savior calls
389 To God I lift mine eyes
56 To God, our Savior,
629 To God, the Father,
149 To God, the great,
203 To God the only wise
275 To God, who rides the storm 245
72 To honor those, who gave
518
135 To morrow, Lord is thine 531

542

210

623

375

544

485

490

284

661

660

240

380

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To my paths thy word's
To pass through death
To spend one sacred day
To Thee, Lord, Zion's King
To Thee, O God, I call
To Thee, O Lamb,
To Thee, O Lord, I cried
To Thee, O Lord, my rock
To thine almighty arm
To thy house, O Lord,
To vain thoughts my heart
To you the Savior calls
Triumphant from the dead
Triumphant songs raise
Turn Thee, in mercy turn
'Twas by an order from
'T was dreadful,
"T was in the watches
"T was on that dark,
Tyrants, do ye judge
UNLESS the Lord the house
Unto God ye sons of might
Unto my pray'r, O God,
Unto the house of God
Uprais'd on Zion's holy hill
Up to the fields
Up to the hills

VAIN are the hopes,
Vain man, thy fond pursuits
Valleys Thou didst fill
WAITING for the Lord
Wake, my soul, and as
Wash'd is the crimson
We bless the Lord,
We bring these children,
Welcome is the evening
Welcome, sweet day
We lift our eyes
Well arm'd, Christ sent
Well met, dear friends,
We love Thee, Lord,
We meet, O Lord,
We praise for his
We raise our shouts,
We've no abiding
We wept by proud
We wept, where Babel's
What equal honors

277 What must it be to dwell
610 What shall I render
190 When awake at noon
170 When Christ to judgment
488 When Christ with all
661 When conscience to the
332 When earthly comforts die
67 When from Egypt
35 When gloomy clouds spread
304 When God is nigh,
277 When God out pour'd
489 When heav'n's wide arch
252 When I can read my title
408 When Israel march'd
182 When I survey the
387 When Jesus pray'd,
537 When, Lord, Thou didst
147 When man grows bold
648 When overwhelm'd
140 When overwhelm'd
295 When rising floods my
70 When shall the voice
13 When the great Judge,
217 When the Lord set

When the sun with

385 When thou shalt pass
28: When to God the Suff'rer
285 When to my God

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281 When wild confusion wrecks 636
When Zion was restored
477 Where from Thee can I,
Where flows in silence

520

236

Where once the temple's

293

324

328

563

97 Where shall the man be found 60
57% Where shall we go

655 Where's your God,

161 While I keep silence
588 While life prolongs

574 Who are these, mine eyes
398 Who can count God's
289 Who can describe the joys,
554 Who his errors can survey
39 Who in his hollow hand

35 Who is this, that comes
55% ho shall ascend thy

375 Who shall dwell in

547 Who shall dwell, O Lord

301

259

74

198

637

181

499

44

369

411

26

57

27

549 Who shall inhabit in thy hill 27
321 Who shall the Lord's

320 who shall within thy
417 Who will arise

430

26

213

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Why did the nations
Why do God's enemies
Why do the wealthy,
Why o'er the sun
Why, O my soul, art
Why, O sinner, dost
Why, O sinner, wilt thou
Why should the children
Why should this earth

die 478 Ye holy souls, in God rejoice 78

468 Ye isles of the West,

603 Ye judges of the earth

Why should we start and fear614 Ye messengers of God

Why these desponding
Why weep we for departing
Why, ye mourners,
Wise men have measur'd
With all my pow'rs
With earnest longings
With full heart to Thee
Within thy holy temple's
Within thy house with songs
With joy praise ye
With joy we meditate
With mournful voice
With my whole heart
With my whole heart
With radiant beams
With rev'rence should
With songs and honors
With stately tow'rs
Wouldst thou with God
Would you win a soul

549 Ye mountain heights,

614 Ye nations of the earth
607 Ye nations, once in darkest
443 Ye people, be ye glad
325 Ye people, praise the Lord
100 Ye saw the scoffer's pride
279 Ye see, that the Lord
325 Ye servants of the Lord
326 Ye servants of the Lord
342 Ye sinful dying thralls
429 Yes, my native land,
178 Ye sons of Adam,

17 Ye sons of men, a feeble
16 Ye sons of men, with
477 Ye tribes of Adam, join

202 Ye wide-spread realms
345 Yield to me now,
115 Your arduous work

520 You, who dwell above
456 Zion, extol thy God
Zion, O how blest

559

186

556

162

226

262

113

256

480

551

90

257

489

557

487

206

383

350

351

453

622

352

344

197

ERRATA.

p. 113. for L. M. read S. M.

124. instead of line 2d., second st., 7th version, read "while on dark cloud He doth ride."

136. last line, some copies, for "man" read "men." 169. stanza at the bottom, transpose 2d & 3d lines. 286. Sec. version, 4th st. line 1st, strike out "holy." 289. First version,4th stanza,for" deride"read"revile. 387. For (ii. 15.) read (ii. 151.)

509. line 4th insert (i. 7.)

513. for (ii. 103.) read (i. 103.)

515. for (ii. 106.) read (ii. 161.)

535. for (i. 166,) read (i. 116.)

562. 1. 3, for "seventh" read sev'nth."
565. 1. 21, for "shadows" read "shadow."

PSALMS.

1. FIRST VERSION.-L. M. Appleton. Uxbridge. Difference between the Righteous and the Wicked. 1 HAPPY the man, whose cautious feet Shun the broad way, that sinners go, Who hates the place, where atheists meet, And fears to talk, as scoffers do.

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2 He loves t' employ his morning light
Among the statutes of the Lord,

And spends the wakeful hours of night,
With pleasure pond'ring o'er the word.

3 He, like a plant by gentle streams,
Shall flourish in immortal green,

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On every work, his hands begin.

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But sinners find their counsels cross'd ;-
As chaff before the tempest flies,

So shall their hopes be blown and lost,

When the last trumpet shakes the skies. WATTS.

SECOND VERSION.-L. M. Hebron. Eaton.
Happiness of the Good: Doom of the Wicked.

1 BLEST is the man, whose feet ne'er stray,
Misguided by advice unmeet,

Who stands not in the sinners' way,
Nor sits in daring scoffer's seat.

2 To him God's laws give pure delight,
And ev'ry day his thoughts employ,
Or, pond'ring heav'nly truth at night,
Sweet visions wrap his soul in joy.