Revival Songs. 4th ed.

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d201O ye young, ye gay and proud
d202On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye
d203Our father in heaven, we hope as we pray
d204Our souls by [in] love together knit [drawn] [joined]
d205Out on an ocean all boundless we ride
d206Pass me not, O gracious Savior
d207Pray on, my brethren, in the Lord
d208Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice
d209Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire
d210Prayer is [was] appointed to convey
d211Precious Bible, what a treasure
d212Preserved by thine almighty power
d213Religion is the chief concern
d214Return, my wandering soul, return
d215Return, O wanderer, return [Return, return, now wanderer]
d216Ringing, knocking, Christ is standing
d217Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee
d218Salvation O melodious sound
d219Salvation, O the joyful sound
d220Savior, visit Thy [our] plantation, grant us Lord, a gracious rain
d221Saw ye [you] my Savior, saw ye [you] my Savior
d222Say, brother [brothers], will you meet me [us]
d223Say, will you go Mount Zion's road
d224Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod
d225Shall we meet beyond the river, where the surges
d226Shall we sing in heaven forever
d227Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive
d228Since man by sin has lost [gone from] [strayed from] his God
d229Sinner [sinners], will you [ye] scorn [slight] the message
d230Soldiers of Christ, arise, the God or armies
d231Sovereign grace has [hath] power alone
d232Stand up for Jesus, Christian stand
d233Strait [straight] is the way [gate], the door is strait [straight]
d234Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer
d235That awful day will surely come
d236The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear
d237The happy morn is come, Triumphant o'er the grave
d238The heavens declare thy glory, Lord, in every star
d239The Lord into his garden comes
d240The Lord is my Shepherd; no want shall I know
d241The Lord is our Shepherd, our Guardian and Guide
d242The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears
d243The sovereign will of God alone
d244The voice of free grace cries escape
d245There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins]
d246There is a hope, a blessed hope
d247There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign
d248There is an hour of peaceful rest
d249There's a Friend above all others, well deserves
d250There's a light in the window for thee, brother
d251Thou hast said, exalted Jesus [Savior]
d252Thou soft [sweet] flowing [gliding] Kedron [Cedron], by thy silver [limpid] stream
d253Though trouble assail us, and dangers affright
d254To leave my dear friends, and with [from] my neighbors [kindred] to depart
d255Today if ye [you] will hear his voice
d256Together let us sweetly live
d257Vain, delusive world, adieu
d258Vital spark of heavenly flame
d259Watchman, tell us of the night
d260We all must speak for Jesus
d261We hail the good old story
d262Welcome, sweet day of rest
d263We're traveling home to heaven above
d264What a Captain I have got
d265What a mercy, a mercy is this
d266What shall I render to my God
d267What various hindrances we meet
d268What's this that steals, that steals upon my frame
d269When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord]
d270When, brethren, shall we greet the Lord
d271When converts first begin to sing
d272When I can read my title clear
d273When I set out for glory
d274When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain
d275When torn is the [thy] bosom by [with] sorrow [anguish] or [and] care
d276Whene'er we meet, you [we] always say
d277Where now are the Hebrew children
d278Whither goest thou, pilgrim stranger
d279Why should the children of a King
d280Why sleep ye [we], my brethren; come, let us arise
d281With love and pity I look round
d282Ye newborn souls, your voices raise
d283Ye valiant soldiers of the cross
d284Yes, my native land, I love thee
d285Yes, we part, but not forever
d286Yes, we trust the day is breaking
d287You will see your [the] Lord acoming
d288Young people, all, attention give
d289Your harps, ye [you] trembling [mourning] [tearful], saints
d290Your soul's salvation's free

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