Questions

This is a list of all the questions and their associated study carrel identifiers. One can learn a lot of the "aboutness" of a text simply by reading the questions.

identifier	question
33160	What Is a Hymn?
33160	Or others like them?
33160	The author pictures all creation aghast at the crucifixion of Jesus, saying, What new mystery then is this?
33160	What new mystery is this?
27848	I What shall we bring to Thee?
27848	IV What shall we give Thee now?
27848	Lowly the shepherds bow, Have we no gift to bring?
27848	What lines will reward the work of rendering?
27848	What shall our offering be On this Thy natal morn?
27848	Where does one begin and another end?
21722	Of what music is our hymn- book to be constructed, which shall be at once dignified, sacred, and popular?
21722	To the next question,_ Whose emotion_ is this congregational music to excite or heighten?
21722	We know the need; how is it to be supplied?
21722	What is it that is wrong with our hymnody?
21722	What is the matter?
21722	Where then is the appeal?
21722	_ Quis custodiet_?
30995	2 Ay makwu`tl ta skas lay ta sa- at- ses?
30995	2 Do the tears flow down your cheeks unbidden?
30995	2 Ikta mamook Jesus mash An- kutte yahka pilpil?
30995	2 Klosh chako okook sun, Chako, chako; Ikta kwansum moxt tumtum?
30995	3 Are you troubled at the thought of dying?
30995	ALKOMAYLUM 1 Aytchuh tl''jeuse whulam ta whuta skwilawal?
30995	Aytchuh kwilalt ta skwaw- kwult kul see- ize?
30995	ENGLISH 1 Are you weary, are you heavy hearted?
30995	For Christ''s coming kingdom are you sighing?
30995	Have you sins that to man''s eyes are hidden?
30995	Haysest ta Jesus, haysest ta Jesus; Aytchuh kham whulam ta ay- elth skwilawal?
30995	Tell it to Jesus, tell it to Jesus; Are you grieving over joys departed?
30995	What more can he say, than to you he hath said, To you, who for refuge to Jesus have fled?
31157	And canst thou hear God''s thunders speak, And weep not though the reckoning nears?"
31157	And leave the food of life, To eat the bread of strife,-- Why did we err?
31157	And robbed of life divine, That precious gift of Thine?
31157	II Why did we err?
31157	II"Why with your ointments mix your tears?
31157	III Why thus deceived?
31157	Who Thine own image bear, Who life immortal share,-- Why do we fade?
31157	Who ever sought Thy love in vain, Or failed Thy pardon to obtain?
31157	Why all this sighing, and those fears?"
31157	Why thus deceived?
31157	can thought of sin In all its vileness bring no tears?
31157	the stone was rolled away:"Where are the seals?"
31157	they wondering say,"The guard, where He was laid?"
28479	And might it not be good for us to remember that there_ are_ saints and angels, and that we are"compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses?"
28479	And whence those angels there?"
28479	And wilt Thou not in mercy say,"Thy many sins I take away"?
28479	Are there no joys that linger long In sweetness, like a heavenly song?
28479	But is ignorance in many cases not culpable?
28479	But why refer specially to Russia as a product of Greek missionary effort?
28479	Did e''er such love incline the heart To take the erring sinner''s part?
28479	Do not they who tacitly ignore the existence of the Blessed Dead?
28479	How would the Church in these islands have stood such fiery trials?
28479	I Heavy laden with thy grief, Do thy tears like raindrops flow?
28479	I Within the garden''s sombre shade, The Christ of God in anguish prayed;-- And who that agony could tell, As from his brow the blood- drops fell?
28479	II Did''st Thou not send the Son, To shew the Father''s grace, To bid a world undone Arise and seek His face?
28479	II Say, came He forth by myriads led?-- Come, gaily sound his praises high; A crown of gold upon his head?
28479	II Why seek the vain that dies?
28479	II"Can you not watch one hour?"
28479	II"Who is this in garb of light, Come to chase our night away?
28479	III And all my aims are lost, And all my striving vain,-- Wilt Thou refresh my soul, And visit me again?
28479	III Are there no gains that last, To bless the soul for aye, When passing things are past, And things of earth decay?
28479	III Did e''er such mercy lead the great To stoop from high to low estate?
28479	III Hast thou no oil?
28479	III Weary, laden with thy sin, Dost thou bow beneath the load?
28479	III"O whence that flashing sword that gleams?
28479	IV Wilt Thou own the gift I bring?
28479	Is it not so in our case?
28479	Its echo dying, lingered, sank,"My Lord, have I no grace to thank?"
28479	Such is their reputation, not always just, but who can say that it has not, on the whole, been earned?
28479	The fame, the power that flies With the expiring breath?
28479	The good that carries ill besides, And for a fleeting hour abides?
28479	The life begirt by death?
28479	To an unpractised eye, if no indication of the source of these hymns had been given, could anything about them have suggested their source?
28479	V"O let me in, my lamp''s aglow; How could I, Lord, Thy coming know?
28479	What, then, is the net result?
28479	Who doubts the fact?
28479	Who is this in glorious might, Brings to us eternal day?"
28479	Why didst thou not the hours control?
28479	Why in the darkness slumber still, Without the oil your lamp to fill?
28479	Would Rome, or the Church of the Reformation in the West, be what they are to- day, but for the zeal and devotion of that Church in bye- gone days?
28479	Would we have continued an enterprising missionary Church through it all?
12007	And tell me, dearest mother, Are these the sheep of heaven, That in that land are feeding, From morning until even? 12007 But when it faded slowly, I knew it could not be, For they are always shining; Why come they not to me?"
12007	How do the flowers grow, mamma? 12007 I hope to see them coming, With their fair forms, to me; Yet I have never seen them,-- Mother, where can they be?
12007	Or is it wings of angels pure That touch along the sky? 12007 Or, mother, on that shining arch Do spirits rise above?
12007	What shall I do for him, mamma? 12007 Why did you weep when brother died?
12007	All his brothers are at play; Why is he so still and lone?
12007	And do they come that we may see How fair is all on high?
12007	And make me feel thus grieved and sad To find I have a child so bad?
12007	And on that bended bow ascend Where all is light and love?
12007	And what has happened, sir, amiss?
12007	Did you not know that he On that delightful path must tread, Ere he in heaven could be?"
12007	For He''s so kind to me,-- How shall I show my love to Him Who made bird, flower and tree?"
12007	Have I been a true and kind, Pleasant little girl to- day?
12007	Have I remembered what was said, And why the day was sent?
12007	Have I tried mamma to mind?
12007	Have the clouds parted just to show The floor of heaven so bright?
12007	His cap is in his paw; And now he bows and makes a face; What can it all be for?
12007	I have come; but shall I find you Better than the former year?
12007	Little children, Can you tell me who am I?
12007	O, dear mamma, Why did you not come here?
12007	That brighter land above?
12007	Was I gentle in my play?
12007	Why should we call those back, Who travel to the better land On such a sunny track?
12007	Would you have had me blame poor Tray, And send him from the fire away?
12007	You are sad, dear mother, Tears are in your eye; You''re not glad to see it; Mother, tell me why?
12007	[ Illustration: Letter T.] The holy Sabbath day has fled; And has it been well spent?
12007	[ Illustration: Letter W.]"What is the rainbow, mother dear, With many- colored light?
12007	[ Illustration: Letter W.]"Where are the angels, mother?
12007	[ Illustration] What is Harry thinking of, Sitting on that mossy stone?
12007	[ Illustration]"My little Edward, how could you Tell me a thing that was not true?
12007	say, dear mother, there Is everything so gentle, So lovely and so fair?"
29480	A happy friendship changed, Now that the years are old?
29480	And all my sin in mercy bear Upon the awful tree?
29480	And in aggressive Christian work at home and abroad?
29480	And what are the signs of death in the Eastern Church?
29480	As spring that wakes the sleeping earth?
29480	As zephyrs on the tuneless night, To stir my soul to holy mirth?
29480	But, it is asked, what evidences are there that the Greek Church is a living Church?
29480	Can he hold the Lord of life?
29480	Didst Thou not die for me?
29480	Hast thou no needs, for which alone The cross can find supplies?
29480	I Lord of mercy, at Thy gate, Needy souls imploring pray; Have we come, Good Lord, too late?
29480	II Ah, why from heavenly blessing Didst Thou to earth descend, And share the woes distressing, To be the sinner''s Friend?
29480	II Heralds from the heaven- land, Tell His Advent clear;-- Where the sound of hurrying feet?
29480	II Were there no eyes to gaze upon the sight?
29480	II With thought of sin opprest, Does conscience smite thee sore?
29480	III And when the dark and cloudy days Of death and sorrow came, What were their thoughts of Him who hung Upon the cross of shame?
29480	III Didst Thou not come to earth?
29480	III Is there no balm to heal?
29480	III My soul, can''st thou not tell?
29480	III Think you of former bliss, Of happier, sunnier hours, When fragrant joys you miss, Bestrewed your path like flowers?
29480	III Where now its sting, since death itself is dead?
29480	III Wilt Thou not come as morning light?
29480	IV Glistening in the morning grey, Whence those garments fairer far Than the light that hails the day In the glorious morning star?
29480	IV Mourn you a heart estranged, Once kind, but now grown cold?
29480	IV"How can I hold that sacred Head of Thine, O Word of God, Immortal, and Divine?"
29480	Must we turn in grief away?
29480	No hearts to sing, when sundered was the prison?
29480	O Jesus, Lord divine, Why was such anguish Thine?
29480	O Jesus, Lord divine, Why was such anguish Thine?
29480	The horror felt by earth and sky?
29480	The victory of the powers of night, That doomed the God- man there to die?
29480	V Is there an empty room Where silence broods alone, All curtained round with gloom, Where once the sunlight shone?
29480	VI Where can death bestow his prey?
29480	What is she doing in the field of literature, theological in particular?
29480	Whence that woe?
29480	Where now the power that held the captive bound?
29480	Where the crowds come forth to greet?
29480	Where the loyal cheer?
29480	Why such a sacrifice?
29480	whence that suffering?
29480	whither shall I flee, my God?
16688	And when no flower is seen Upon the hill and plain, Who''ll make it all so green, And bring the flowers again?
16688	And will my flowers come, too?
16688	Father, when people die, Will they come back in May?
16688	My royal brother, O King Charles, Why did I fly from thee? 16688 Stop,"cried the Needle,"you''re too much, You''ve brass enough to beat the Dutch; Do I not make the ladies''clothes, Ere I retire to my repose?
16688	Tell me, who may her sewer be? 16688 Tell on; who are her faithful guards?"
16688	Tell on; who is her minstrel free?
16688	What, mother, makes it seem to me, When I am all alone, As if some one could hear and see, And all my thoughts were known? 16688 Who shows the birds the way, Father, that they must go?
16688	And brings them back in May, When there is no more snow?
16688	And can I skip from tree to tree, And fly along the flowery plain, Light as the wind, as fleet, as free, And make my winter''s nest again?
16688	And can I, free and unconfined, Taste of the joys that still are dear?
16688	And can I, may I, silent be?
16688	And can it be I am possessed Of something brighter far?
16688	And when I shall be sick and old, O, then will God be nigh?
16688	And who cupbearer, too?"
16688	Are all things here so bright and fair, And has he with a loving care My happy being given?
16688	Before I close my eyes to- night, Let me myself these questions ask:-- Have I endeavoured to do right, Nor thought my duty was a task?
16688	Echo from shore to shore?
16688	Frail pledges of the contrite heart, Wherefore so soon decay?
16688	Glows there a light within this breast Outshining every star?
16688	Have I been gentle, lowly, meek, And the small voice of conscience heard?
16688	Have I with cheerful zeal obeyed What my kind parents bid me do, And not by word or action said The thing that was not strictly true?
16688	How did this nonsense first begin?
16688	How is it that we such multitudes raise?
16688	How shall it ever utterance find For all itself hath taught?
16688	I''m rather short and thick,''tis true; Who''d be so long and thin as you?
16688	If I am hungry, poor, and cold, Then will he hear my cry?
16688	In hard temptation''s troubled hour, Then have I stopped to think and pray, That God would give my soul the power To chase the sinful thought away?
16688	My mother calls me her good boy, My father calls me brave; What wicked action have I done That I should be a slave?
16688	Our tears they will flow; But do we not know That thou art released from all pain?
16688	Perhaps the whole mischief is caused by the air, And who''gainst this evil can ever prepare?
16688	Praise to him who made the light, Praise to him who gave us sight, Praise to him who formed the ear; Will he not his children hear?
16688	Senseless things have found a voice; Shall this throbbing heart be still, When all nature cries,"Rejoice"?
16688	Soon as he ceased,--"Suppose,"said she,"I could contrive to set you free; Would you those pretty wings give me?"
16688	Tears were in Charley''s eye,--"Will they, dear father, say?"
16688	That his right arm can save; O, is it, can it, be his will That I should be a slave?
16688	The king he thinks,--"What do I see?
16688	The little fellow said,"And all be bright and new, That now looks cold and dead?"
16688	The pertinent question, Who reads an American book?
16688	The voice of the old shoe now once more was heard:--"Master Frank, will you please to attend?
16688	Then who, forsooth, the glory wins?
16688	This blessed day, when the pure air Is full of sweetness, full of joy,-- When all around is calm and fair,-- Shall we the harmony destroy?
16688	This is the world''s unjust decree, But what is this vain world to me?
16688	WHEN ARE WE HAPPIEST?
16688	Was it some sylph whose tender care Spangled thy robes so fine and fair, And wove them of the morning air?
16688	Was that the music of the wind, That whispered in my trembling ear?
16688	What bids the savage tempest speak Of terror and dismay, And wakes the agonizing shriek Of guilt that fears to pray?
16688	What gilds the evening hours?
16688	What in the gentle moon doth see Pure thoughts and tender love, And hears delicious melody Around, below, above?
16688	What is it makes the morning bright?
16688	What is it on the dizzy height, What in each glowing star, That speaks of things beyond the sight, And questions what they are?
16688	What is it to the murmuring stream Doth give so sweet a song, That on its tide my thoughts do seem To pour themselves along?
16688	What is this life- inspiring mind, This omnipresent thought?
16688	What makes our hearts seem gay and light, As if we trod on flowers?
16688	What makes us, when we look above, See smiling angels there, And think they look on us in love, As if we were their care?
16688	What was in the viewless wind, Wild rushing through the oak, Seemed to my listening, dreaming mind As though a spirit spoke?
16688	What''comes of all the birds Amidst the storms and snows?"
16688	What, in the glorious world above, Where all is beauty, all is love,-- What shall I be in heaven?
16688	When passion tempted me to speak, Have I repressed the angry word?
16688	Who at the moon and stars can gaze Without a gush of love and praise?
16688	Who made the winter and the spring?
16688	Who painted all the flowers?
16688	Who taught the little birds to sing, And made these hearts of ours?
16688	Who, with skilful fingers fine, Purpled o''er those wings of thine?
16688	Will God, who made the earth and sea, The night, and shining day, Regard a little child like me, And listen when I pray?
16688	art thou still?
16688	see I aright?
16688	what will she do?
23673	144 GENERAL Why art thou sorrowful?
23673	186 Fourth Word"Deus meus, ut quid dereliquisti me?"
23673	2. Who am I, my Jesus, That Thou com''st to me?
23673	2. Who can requite the love Shown in the wondrous plan, Whereby the God above For me became a Man?
23673	2. Who is there meekly lying In yonder stable poor?
23673	3. Who is there near the cradle, That guards the holy Child?
23673	5. Who could see, from tears refraining, Christ''s dear Mother uncomplaining In so great a sorrow bowed?
23673	6. Who, unmoved, beheld her languish Underneath His Cross of anguish,''Mid the fierce unpitying crowd?
23673	80 THE BLESSED VIRGIN Whither thus, in holy rapture?
23673	80 Wondrous Love that Can not Falter 56 Why Art Thou Sorrowful?
23673	98 SAINTS, St. Peter Seek ye a Patron to defend?
23673	A father to me?
23673	A message from the Sacred Heart; What may its message be?
23673	And how revere this wondrous gift, So far surpassing hope or thought?
23673	And what is this dulness that hangs o''er thee now?
23673	Aut in quo contristavi te?
23673	Dear Saint I stand far off With vilest sins oppressed; Oh may I dare, like thee, To lean upon His Brest?
23673	Die nobis Maria, quid vidisti in via?
23673	For love is stronger far than death, And who can love like Thee, My Saviour, Whose appealing Heart Broke on the Cross for me?
23673	For what did Jesus love on earth One half so tenderly as thee?
23673	Gounod Lento con espressione Deus meus, Deus meus, Ut quid dereliquisti me?
23673	Gracious turn Thine ear to suppliant sigh; If sins of men Thou scann''st, who may stand That searching eye of Thine, and chast''ning hand?
23673	Have we no tears to shed for Him, While soldiers scoff and Jews deride?
23673	How can I love Thee as I ought?
23673	In Accents Burning 66 Sacred Heart of Jesus, Fount of Love 59 Saint of the Sacred Heart 103 See, Amid the Winter''s Snow 5 Seek ye a Patron to Defend?
23673	Jerusalem, my happy home, When shall I come to thee?
23673	Lone in grandeur, lone in glory, Who shall tell thy wonderous story, Awful Trinity, Awful Trinity?
23673	Mittit crystallum suam sicut buccellas: ante faciem frigoris ejus quis sustinebit?
23673	Mother of Christ, Mother of Christ, What shall I ask of thee?
23673	Mother of Christ, Mother of Christ, What shall I do for thee?
23673	O who shall dare her glory paint?
23673	Popule meus, quid feci tibi?
23673	Pro nobis egenum et foeno cubantem Piis foveamus amplexibus: Sic nos amantem quis non redamaret?
23673	Quem patronem rogaturus?
23673	Quid dormitis?
23673	Quid sum miser tunc dicturus?
23673	Quis est homo, qui non fleret, Matrem Christi si videret In tanto supplicio?
23673	Quis non amantem redamet?
23673	Quis non posset contristari, Christi Matrem contemplari Dolentem cum Filio?
23673	Quis non redemptus diligat, Et Corde in isto seligat Aeterna tabernacula?
23673	Seek ye a patron to defend Your cause?
23673	Shepherd, why this jubilee?
23673	That He thinks for us, plans for us, stoops to entreat, And follows u, wander we ever so far?
23673	That can utter hymns beseeming All her matchless excellence?
23673	They know but little of Thy worth Who speak the heartless words to me, For what did Jesus love on earth One half so tenderly as thee?
23673	Though poverty and work and woe The masters of my life may be, When times are worst who does not know Darkness is light with love of thee?
23673	Thy joys when shall I see?
23673	Vel Judam non videtis, quo modo non dormit, sed festinat tradere me Judaeis?
23673	Vel Judam non videtis, quo modo non dormit, sed festinat tradere me Judaeis?
23673	What else but love divine, Could Thee constrain to open thus That Sacred Heat of Thine?
23673	What gift or present, Jesus, can I bring?
23673	What may the gladsome tidings be Which inspire your heav''nly song?
23673	What meeker than the Saviour''s Heart?
23673	When shall my sorrows have and end?
23673	When times are worst who does not know Darkness is light with love of thee?
23673	When wilt Thou always Make our hearts Thy home?
23673	Who can measure All it means?
23673	Who doth not crave for rest?
23673	Who is the King of glory?
23673	Who is there kneeling by Him In Virgin beauty fair?
23673	Who shall sound Thee?
23673	Why art thou sorrowful, servant of God?
23673	Why so fleetly art thou speeding Up the mountain''s rough ascent?
23673	Why your rapturous strains prolong?
23673	Wither thus in holy rapture, Royal maiden, art thou bent?
23673	Word made Flesh, the bread of nature By His word to Flesh He turns; Wine into His Blood He changes: What through sense no change discerns?
23673	by N. A. Montani Moderato Quae est ista, quae est ista, quae ascendit de deserto; deliciis affluens enixa super dilectum suum?
23673	this daily food And the daily granted treasure Of His sacrificial Blood?
23673	ut quid dereliquisti me?
33998	But how long do you think He will be there?
33998	Do you,he cried,"who have been guilty of shedding innocent blood, dare to enter the sanctuary?"
33998	How long do you intend to remain within the Church?
33998	Tell me,he demanded,"which is of greater weight in the eyes of God-- your sin, black as it is, or the blood of Jesus, shed for sinners?"
33998	Where did that hymn come from?
33998	Why?
33998	''Is it so?''
33998	A Tribute to the Dying Saviour Ah, holy Jesus, how hast Thou offended, That man to judge Thee hast in hate pretended?
33998	After a while the dean asked,"What have you written?"
33998	And how can we ever be sufficiently grateful for the tune called"Toplady,"which has endeared"Rock of Ages"to millions of hearts?
33998	And how shall they preach, except they be sent?
33998	And who has not been stirred by the challenge in"Am I a soldier of the cross?"
33998	Another very famous translation from the Greek by Neale is the hymn: Art thou weary, art thou languid, Art thou sore distressed?
33998	Ask ye who this may be?
33998	Beneath the famous picture were inscribed the words: This have I done for thee; What hast thou done for Me?
33998	Can I leave you, Far in heathen lands to dwell?
33998	Equal to the Father now, Though to dust Thou once didst bow, Boundless shall Thy kingdom be; When shall we its glories see?
33998	Famished souls who seek salvation, Have ye heard the loving call?
33998	He said to me one day,''Why do you not write us a missionary hymn?''
33998	Her fidelity to Scriptural language may be seen in the following simple verses: Have ye heard the invitation, Sinners ruined by the fall?
33998	I gave My life for thee: What hast thou given for Me?
33998	I need Thy presence every passing hour: What but Thy grace can foil the tempter''s power?
33998	If I ask Him to receive me, Will He say me nay?
33998	If you want anything, why do n''t you come in and ask for it?"
33998	In 1810 he preached his famous probation sermon on the striking theme,"Why has the Word of God departed from His house?"
33998	Is there a thing beneath the sun That strives with Thee my heart to share?
33998	It is a wise saying; for who can estimate the influence of the songs we sing, especially the songs of children?
33998	James Montgomery, 1818 THE HYMN LEGACY OF AN ENGLISH EDITOR Shortly before James Montgomery died, a friend asked him,"Which of your poems will live?"
33998	Martin Luther, 1527?
33998	My sins are great, where shall I flee?
33998	O Jesus, Thou art pleading In accents meek and low,"I died for you, My children, And will ye treat Me so?"
33998	O where such beauty is itself revealing In all that lives, through all creation stealing, What must the Source be whence it comes, the Giver?
33998	O ye chosen, have ye slighted This sweet call to you proclaimed?
33998	One day, when a small boy, he sat before the kitchen fire and wrote on his slate: And must I always swing the flail And help to fill the milking pail?
33998	One of them, however, bearing the name of"Chelsea,"has yielded the famous hymn,"O where are kings and empires now?"
33998	She answered:"Do you know that, if at birth I had been able to make one petition to my Creator, if would have been that I should be made blind?"
33998	Shortly before the end came he cried to the friends who were gathered about him,"Sing, sing, can you not sing?"
33998	The lords song sing can wee?
33998	Then there is the majestic hymn of worship,"Before Jehovah''s awful throne,"as well as the appealing Lenten hymn,"Alas, and did my Saviour bleed?"
33998	There is scarcely a hymn- book of any communion today that does not contain,"Who are these, like stars appearing?"
33998	What though my flesh and heart decay?
33998	When shall his message come With friendly smiles to steal my breath And take an exile home?
33998	Where is death''s sting?
33998	Who Thy mighty depths can measure?
33998	Who brought this upon Thee?
33998	Who can sound, with earthly line, Thy profundity of treasure, Thy infinity divine?
33998	Who has not been moved to the depths of his soul by the inspiring words and resounding music of this unusual hymn?
33998	Who has not found inspiration in singing that sweet and haunting melody known as"Ortonville"?
33998	Who is it that brings to the wounded and sore The balm that can heal and relieve?
33998	Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be?
33998	Who otherwise would have thought of songs for Chautauqua and called upon a poet to write them?
33998	Who was the guilty?
33998	and how shall they believe in him of whom they have not heard?
33998	and how shall they hear without a preacher?
33998	how can it be So few bestow a thought on Thee, Or on the love, so wondrous great, That drew Thee down to our estate?
33998	shall I not hear?"
33998	shall the old African blasphemer stop while he can speak?"
33998	where, grave, thy victory?
18444	AND WILL THE JUDGE DESCEND?
18444	An'', yer honor, would you be willing to take a workingman by the hand?
18444	An''did you write the Psalm of Life?
18444	DID CHRIST O''ER SINNERS WEEP?
18444	Great God, What Do I See and Hear?
18444	Harry, where did you learn that hymn?
18444	Has it made a difference?
18444	IS THIS THE KIND RETURN?
18444	If you want anything, why do n''t you come in?
18444	MUST JESUS BEAR THE CROSS ALONE?
18444	O WHERE ARE THE REAPERS?
18444	OH, WHY SHOULD THE SPIRIT?
18444	Reader, art thou born again? 18444 WHAT SHALL THE HARVEST BE?"
18444	WHERE IS MY WANDERING BOY TO- NIGHT?
18444	WHERE NOW ARE THE HEBREW CHILDREN?
18444	WHY DO WE MOURN DEPARTED FRIENDS?
18444	WHY SHOULD WE START AND FEAR TO DIE?
18444	What hymn?
18444	What is his father''s name?
18444	Why not make a song of the sweet by and by?
18444	You speak of coming to Jesus, but how? 18444 ''Can you run in?'' 18444 ''Pilot, are you sure this is Cleveland? 18444 ''Where are the lower lights?'' 18444 *****Have we not heard the Bridegroom is so sweet?
18444	--and,-- He went up in a chariot of fire;--and again,-- Where now is the good old Daniel?
18444	2 Watchman, does its beauteous ray Aught of hope or joy foretell?
18444	4 Watchman, will its beams alone Gild the spot that gave them birth?
18444	446 WHERE NOW ARE THE HEBREW CHILDREN?
18444	A few hymnals have named it"Bowring,"( and why not?)
18444	According to the record,-- What shall the dying sinner do?
18444	Ah, whither could we flee for aid When tempted, desolate, dismayed, Or how the hosts of hell defeat Had suffering saints no Mercy Seat?
18444	And could a dearer_ vade mecum_ enrich a Christian''s outfit than these lines treasured in memory?
18444	Another,-- And is this life prolonged to you?
18444	Are these the thanks we owe, Thus to abuse Eternal Love Whence all our blessings flow?
18444	Are we not tending upward too As fast as time can move?
18444	Bold shall I stand in Thy great day, For who aught to my charge shall lay?
18444	But how could it be sung without a tune?
18444	But still earth''s witcheries my spirit darken; This passing life, these passing joys all flying, And still my soul in dreamy slumbers lying?
18444	But the major mode will replace the minor when tender voices on burial days sing-- Why do we mourn departed friends?
18444	Can I leave you Far in heathen lands to dwell?
18444	Can rolling oceans e''er prevent thee, Or gold the Christian''s spirit tame?
18444	Dadmun''s_ Melodian_( 1860) copied it, retaining, apparently, the original music, with an added refrain of invitation,"Will you go?
18444	Did Christ o''er sinners weep, And shall our cheeks be dry?
18444	Different parts,_ per fugam_, inquire from clef to clef-- And did He rise?
18444	Dr. Watts in this hymn gave experimental piety its hour and language of reflection and penitence: Is this the kind return?
18444	Earth''s pleasures shall I still hold dear?
18444	Eternal truth and mercy shine In Him, and He Himself is thine: And canst thou then, with sin beset, Such charms, such matchless charms forget?
18444	Friends, connections, happy country, Can I bid you all farewell?
18444	Has the night been long and mournful?
18444	Have thy foes been proud and scornful, By thy sighs and tears unmoved?
18444	Have thy friends unfaithful proved?
18444	Have we trials and temptations?
18444	His sweet hymn, known in Neale''s translation,-- Art thou weary, art thou languid, Art thou sore distrest?
18444	I gave my life for thee: What hast thou given for me?
18444	Is it an improvement?
18444	Is there trouble anywhere?
18444	It was probably four hundred years before Bonaventura(?)
18444	It was very slow in coming, but the inevitable"how long?"
18444	Lo the King of Life, the guiltless, Dies my guilty soul to save; Who can choose but think upon it, Who can choose but praise and sing?
18444	Longfellow?"
18444	My heart overflows, for I love him he knows, O where is my boy tonight?
18444	O death, where is thy sting?
18444	O grave where is thy victory?
18444	O grave, where is thy victory?"
18444	O say, can you see by the dawn''s early light What so proudly we hailed at the twilight''s last gleaming?
18444	O where is my boy tonight?
18444	O who will come, And share in the glory of the harvest home?
18444	O who will help us to garner in The sheaves of good from the fields of sin?
18444	O, what shall the harvest be?
18444	O, what shall the harvest be?
18444	On death, on the grave and its terrors And storms we shall gaze from above And freed from all cares we shall revel(?)
18444	Pope combined these two poems with the words of Divine inspiration,"O death, where is thy sting?
18444	Preachers to the diffident do not forget to quote-- Have you no words?
18444	SHALL I NOT HEAR?"
18444	See from His head, His hands, His feet, Sorrow and love flow mingled down; Did e''er such love and sorrow meet; Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
18444	Shall life''s swift- passing years all fly, And still my soul in slumber lie?
18444	Shall such a worthless worm as I, Who sometimes am afraid to die, Be found at Thy right hand?
18444	Sometimes it was-- Where now is the good Elijah?
18444	The best known is that beginning-- When shall we all meet again?
18444	The graves of all His saints He blessed And softened every bed: Where should the dying members rest But with their dying Head?
18444	The motto read"I did this for thee; what doest thou for me?"
18444	The poem has fourteen stanzas, the following being the first and two last-- Oh, why should the spirit of mortal be proud?
18444	The wealth of seas?
18444	Then why, O blessed Jesus Christ, Should I not love Thee well?
18444	There were men with hoary hair amidst that pilgrim band,-- Why had_ they_ come to wither there, away from their childhood''s land?
18444	There would not be room in a dozen pages to record all the similar saving incidents connected with the singing of"Where Is My Wandering Boy?"
18444	This eminent man was named by the Arabs"Ibn Mansur,"Son( Servant?)
18444	This hymn of Christian ardor was written to be sung after a sermon from Romans 8:35,"Who shall separate us from the love of Christ?"
18444	Thy bountiful care what tongue can recite?
18444	WHAT MEAN THOSE HOLY VOICES?"
18444	Well may I set the world at nought; Jesus is mine, O can it be That Jesus lived and died for me?]
18444	What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirit, draws my breath, Tell me, my soul, can this be death?
18444	What is this that grieves you?
18444	What sought they thus afar?
18444	What though the flood of evil Rise stormily and dark?
18444	What though the winds be angry, What though the waves be high While wisdom is the Ruler, The Lord of earth and sky?
18444	When shall we all meet again?
18444	When shall we all meet again?
18444	Where are the reapers?
18444	Who doth not crave for rest?
18444	Who hath ripened the fruits into golden and red?
18444	Who would not see the happy land Where they that loved are blest?
18444	Why do we mourn departed friends, Or shake at death''s alarms?
18444	Why do you tarry, why linger so long?
18444	Will ye look for greener graves?
18444	William Cousin of the Free church of Scotland, was born in Melrose(?
18444	With a force and feeling that can easily be guessed she sang"Where Is My Boy Tonight?"
18444	Yet who that knows the worth of prayer But wishes to be often there?
18444	[ A] of myriads of burdened and sorrowing saints-- How long, dear Saviour, O how long Shall this bright hour delay?
18444	[ Footnote 4: Whitefield''s text was,"Is not this a brand plucked out of the fire?"
18444	_ THE TUNE._ The music of the old camp- meeting refrain,-- Say, brothers will you meet us?
18444	and shall I never hearken?
18444	bright jewels of the mine?
18444	can man resign thee, Once having felt thy glorious flame?
18444	oh, who, then, will dare To throw out the Life- line, his peril to share?
18444	shall I not hear?
18444	shall mind of man Descry Thy dazzling throne, And pierce and find Thee out, and scan Where Thou dost dwell alone?
18444	softening with"where is thy sting?"
18444	the ground''s your own, my braves; Will ye give it up to slaves?
18444	what mean those holy voices Sweetly sounding through the skies?
18444	will you go?"
33180	If He Giveth Quiet, Who Can Make Trouble?
33180	1 Am I a soldier of the cross, And pledged to bear its shame?
33180	1 Brother, hast thou wandered far From thy Father''s happy home, With thyself and God at war?
33180	1 Brother, will you slight the message Sent in mercy from above?
33180	1 Feeble, helpless, how shall I Learn to live and learn to die?
33180	1 Grows dark thy path before thee?
33180	1 Hast thou,''midst life''s empty noises, Heard the solemn steps of Time, And the low, mysterious voices Of another clime?
33180	1 Hath not thy heart within thee burned At evening''s calm and holy hour, As if its inmost depths discerned The presence of a loftier power?
33180	1 How long, O Lord, his brother''s blood Shall man in battle spill?
33180	1 O Lovely Voices of the sky, Which hymned the Saviour''s birth, Are ye not singing still on high, Ye that sang,"Peace on earth"?
33180	1 O where are kings and empires now Of old that went and came?
33180	1 O, where shall rest be found, Rest for the weary soul?
33180	1 Shall we grow weary in our watch, And murmur at the long delay, Impatient of our Father''s time And his appointed way?
33180	1 The land our fathers left to us Is foul with hateful sin; When shall, O Lord, this sorrow end, And hope and joy begin?
33180	1 Was it in vain that Jesus prayed For those he came to save, When darkly o''er his path was laid The shadow of the grave?
33180	1 What shall we ask of God in prayer?
33180	1 Where is thy sting, O death?
33180	1 Who is thy neighbor?
33180	1 Why, thou never- setting Light, Is thy brightness veiled from me?
33180	1 Wilt Thou not visit me?
33180	1 Wouldst thou in thy lonely hour Praises to the Eternal pour?
33180	1"Is this a fast for me?"
33180	2 And shall we fear to tread The path where Jesus led, The pure and holy one, for man who died?
33180	2 And thus shall faith''s consoling power The tears of love restrain; O, who that saw thy parting hour Could wish thee here again?
33180	2 Brought safely by His hand thus far, Why wilt thou now give place to fear?
33180	2 Can loving children e''er reprove With murmurs whom they trust and love?
33180	2 Can rites, and forms, and flaming zeal, The breaches of Thy precepts heal?
33180	2 Early hath life''s mighty question Thrilled within thy heart of youth, With a deep and strong beseeching,-- What, and where, is truth?
33180	2 Hast thou not heard''mid forest glades, While ancient rivers murmured by, A voice from forth the eternal shades, That spake a present Deity?
33180	2 Hast thou wasted all the powers God for noble uses gave?
33180	2 Hath Jesus loved and prayed in vain?
33180	2 He has taught us to forgive, By his words in days gone by; He has taught us how to live; Can he teach us how to die?
33180	2 How long shall glory still be found In scenes of cruel strife, Where misery walks, a giant crowned, Crushing the flowers of life?
33180	2 Is true freedom but to break Fetters for our own dear sake, And with leathern hearts forget That we owe mankind a debt?
33180	2 Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas?
33180	2 O, who like thee,--so calm, so bright, So pure, so made to live in light?
33180	2 On the Rock of Ages founded, What can shake thy sure repose?
33180	2 Poor tremblers at His rougher wind, Why do we doubt Him so?
33180	2 Said not oft those pleading eyes That they longed for purer skies?
33180	2 Say, shall we yield him, in costly devotion, Odors of Edom, and offerings divine?
33180	2 Thus it saith; in accents mild,--"Weary wanderer, wayward child, From thy Father''s earnest love Still forever wilt thou rove?
33180	2 Thy neighbor?
33180	2 Was not our Lord a little child, Taught by degrees to pray, By father dear and mother mild Instructed day by day?
33180	2 Went I not forth undaunted and alone, Strong in the majesty of human might?
33180	2 What good, though growing might and wealth Shall stretch from shore to shore, If thus the fatal poison- taint Be only spread the more?
33180	2 What now shall affright us?
33180	2 What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o''er Ceylon''s isle; Though every prospect pleases, And only man is vile?
33180	2 What though the wild winds rage around?
33180	2 What voice shall bid the progress stay Of truth''s victorious car?
33180	2 Who, among men, great Lord of all, Thy servant to his bar shall call?
33180	2 Why art thou cast down, my soul?
33180	2 Why should my passions mix with earth, And thus debase my heavenly birth?
33180	2 Wilt Thou not visit me?
33180	2 Wouldst thou a temple?
33180	2 Wouldst thou, when thy faults are known, Wish that pardon should be shown?
33180	2"No; is not this alone The sacred fast I choose: Oppression''s yoke to burst in twain, The bands of guilt unloose?
33180	3 And as, upon the sacred page, Thine eye in rapt attention turned O''er records of a holier age, Hath not thy heart within thee burned?
33180	3 And evermore beside him on his way, The unseen Christ shall move, That he may lean upon his arm and say,"Dost thou, dear Lord, approve?"
33180	3 And loved he not of heaven to talk With children in his sight, To meet them in his daily walk, And to his arms invite?
33180	3 Are there no foes for me to face?
33180	3 Did ever trouble yet befall, And He refuse to hear thy call?
33180	3 Does any from the false world find Naught but reproach and scorn?
33180	3 Fain would earth''s true and dear Save me in this dark hour; And art not Thou more near?
33180	3 Gethsemane can I forget?
33180	3 Hath God cast off forever?
33180	3 His rest?
33180	3 Is a mighty famine now In thy heart and in thy soul?
33180	3 O, who like thee so humbly bore The scorn, the scoffs, of men before?
33180	3 O, why should anxious thought Press down your weary mind?
33180	3 Roll back the swelling tide of sin, The lust of gain, the lust of power; The day of freedom usher in: How long delays the appointed hour?
33180	3 Shall man remain in silence, then, While all beneath the skies The chorus joins?
33180	3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted By wisdom from on high, Shall we to men benighted The lamp of life deny?
33180	3 Shouldst thou helpless be and poor, Wouldst thou not for aid implore?
33180	3 So, trusting in Thy love, I tread The narrow path of duty on; What though some cherished joys are fled?
33180	3 The ocean, that in mountains ran, Spreads boundlessly without a wave; And is it only said of man, His peace is in the grave?
33180	3 Then, death, where is thy sting?
33180	3 Thy neighbor?
33180	3 Was I not girded for the battle- field?
33180	3 We are His people, we His care, Our souls and all our mortal frame: What lasting honors shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to Thy name?
33180	3 What is that great intent On which each heart is bent, Our hosts among?
33180	3 What our foes?
33180	3 What though in lonely grief I sigh For friends beloved, no longer nigh?
33180	3 Where now is death''s terror?
33180	3 Who shall make trouble, then?
33180	3 Who with another''s eye can read, Or worship by another''s creed?
33180	3 Why seeks he not a home of rest?
33180	3"To nakedness and want Your food and raiment deal, To dwell your kindred race among, And all their sufferings heal?
33180	4 And shall man alone be dumb, Till that glorious kingdom come?
33180	4 And though some tones be weak and low, What are all prayers beneath, But cries of babes, that can not know Half the deep thought they breathe?
33180	4 But never rose within his breast A trust so calm and deep as now;-- Shall not the weary find a rest?
33180	4 Hath He His loving- kindness Shut up in bitter wrath?
33180	4 Is there a thing beneath the sun, That strives with Thee my heart to share?
33180	4 Think what Spirit dwells within thee; Think what Father''s smiles are thine; Think that Jesus died to win thee; Child of heaven, canst thou repine?
33180	4 Thy neighbor?
33180	4 We slumber while the present calls, But darkness grows with rest; Wouldst thou see truth?
33180	4 What if death my sleep invade;-- Should I be of death afraid?
33180	4 What shall make trouble?
33180	4 What sought they thus afar?
33180	4 When should not they rejoice, Whom Christ his brethren calls; Who hear and know his guiding voice, When on their hearts it falls?
33180	4 Where, then, art thou?
33180	4 Who can faint while such a river Ever flows their thirst to assuage?
33180	4 Wouldst thou in thy lonely hour Praises to the Eternal pour?
33180	4"Wouldst live in earth as lives The glorious One above?
33180	5 And though Thy wisdom takes away, Shall I arraign Thy will?
33180	5 And was his mortal hour beset With anguish and dismay?
33180	5 The terror and the charm repel, And powers of earth, and powers of hell; The Man of Calvary triumphed here; Why should his faithful followers fear?
33180	5 Then wherefore should we grieve Or what have we to fear?
33180	5 Thy neighbor?
33180	5 What shall make trouble?
33180	And has He not His promise past, That thou shalt overcome at last?
33180	And shall I fear to own Christ''s cause, Or blush to speak his name?
33180	And shall it ever be, That after all our toils and tears Thy sabbath we shall see?
33180	And where thy victory, grave?
33180	Are They Not All Ministering Spirits?
33180	Are we not brothers all?
33180	Art Thou not love and power?
33180	Bore I not helm of pride and glittering sword?
33180	Bright jewels of the mine?
33180	Can time His truth impair?
33180	Did not oft the falling tear Speak of roughening billows here?
33180	Discontent upon thy brow?
33180	Does any, stung by words unkind, Wish that he ne''er was born?
33180	Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine?
33180	God, thy God, shall make thee whole; Why art thou disquieted?
33180	His tender mercy never Shall we presume to share?
33180	How canst thou want if He provide, Or lose thy way with such a guide?
33180	How long that mandate be withstood, Which cries,"Thou shalt not kill?"
33180	How may we meet our conflict yet In the dark, narrow way?
33180	How, but through him that path who trod?
33180	If ye do not feel the chain, When it works a brother''s pain, Are ye not base slaves indeed, Slaves unworthy to be freed?
33180	Judge him, for modes of faith, Thy foe, Or doom him to the realms of woe?
33180	Lord, to Whom Shall We Go?
33180	Must I not stem the flood?
33180	O Death, Where Is Thy Sting?
33180	O, who like thee did ever go So patient through a world of woe?
33180	Or fasts and penance reconcile Thy justice, and obtain Thy smile?
33180	Or shall we shrink from shame, Endured for Jesus''name, Our glorious Lord, once spurned and crucified?
33180	Or there thy conflict see, Thine agony and bloody sweat, And not remember thee?
33180	Praise His name for life and light; Are the shadows lengthening o''er us?
33180	Prayed we not that she might rest On her Heavenly Father''s breast?
33180	S. M.* Why Art Thou Cast Down, My Soul?
33180	Shall sloth and faintness win Thy peace, O Thou, the martyr''s God?
33180	So meek, forgiving, godlike, high, So glorious in humility?
33180	Squandered life''s most golden hours?
33180	That hidden world no eye can see,-- O, who shall pierce its mystery?
33180	The chief of all the sons of men, Shall we not welcome him?
33180	The wealth of seas, the spoils of war?
33180	Thou wilt not tremble at the sound; What though the waters o''er thee roll?
33180	Thus saith the Lord our God;"A day for man to vex his soul, And feel affliction''s rod?
33180	To whom shall we Thy children turn?
33180	What are ages, in Thy sight, But as yesterday when past, Or a watch within the night?
33180	What arm arrest the growing day, Or quench the solar star?
33180	What is Prayer?
33180	What radiant light dispels the gloom?
33180	What reckless soul, though stout and strong, Shall dare bring back the ancient wrong, Oppression''s guilty night prolong, And freedom''s morning bar?
33180	What though some flattering dreams are gone?
33180	Where art thou?--''midst the host above May we still gaze on thee?
33180	Who Is My Neighbor?
33180	Who shall lead thy child to Thee?
33180	Who, O God, my guide shall be?
33180	Why does this unwonted night Cloud thy blest benignity?
33180	Why seeks he not the pillowed bed?
33180	Why should I cleave to things below, And let my God, my Saviour, go?
33180	Why should the earth be drenched with gore?
33180	Your downcast eyes and hands lift up; Doubt not, nor cry"O God, how long?"
33180	and wilt Thou condescend To be my Father and my Friend?
33180	does its beauteous ray Aught of hope or joy foretell?
33180	he must win Fair Zion''s gate through ranks of sin; Why are these words, this solemn show, If sin be not his deadly foe?
33180	is day before us?
33180	know ye not that ye The temple are of God?
33180	look above,-- The heavens stretch over all in love; A book?
33180	thy friend, thy master, prayed, While dread and anguish shook his frame, Then met his sufferings undismayed; Wilt thou not strive to do the same?
33180	what offering shall we bring, At Thine altars when we bow?
33180	where thy victory?
33180	whose boast it is that ye Come of fathers brave and free, If there breathe on earth a slave, Are ye truly free and brave?
33180	will its beams alone Gild the spot that gave them birth?
20476	Canst thou find out the Almighty?
20476	Is it such a fast that I have chosen?
20476	The Fathers, where are they?
20476	Whither shall I go from thy presence?
20476	Who shall abide in thy tabernacle?
20476	Why sayest thou-- my way is hid from the Lord?
20476	1 Am I a soldier of the cross, A follower of the Lamb?
20476	1 And art thou with us, gracious Lord, To dissipate our fear?
20476	1 And can my heart aspire so high, To say,"My Father,"God?
20476	1 And is the gospel peace and love?
20476	1 And is there, Lord, a rest, For weary souls designed, Where not a care shall stir the breast, Or sorrow entrance find?
20476	1 As o''er the past my memory strays, Why heaves the secret sigh?
20476	1 Bereft of all, when hopeless care Would sink us to the tomb, O what can save us from despair?
20476	1 Bound upon the accursed tree, Faint and bleeding, who is he?
20476	1 Brother, hast thou wandered far From thy father''s happy home?
20476	1 Can creatures to perfection find Th''eternal, uncreated Mind?
20476	1 Father of all, omniscient Mind, Thy wisdom who can comprehend?
20476	1 Feeble, helpless, how shall I Learn to live and learn to die?
20476	1 Friend after friend departs; Who hath not lost a friend?
20476	1 God is my strong salvation; What foe have I to fear?
20476	1 God is our refuge and defence, In trouble our unfailing aid; Secure in his omnipotence, What foe can make our soul afraid?
20476	1 How shall I praise th''eternal God, That infinite Unknown?
20476	1 How shall the young secure their hearts, And guard their lives, from sin?
20476	1 Is there a lone and dreary hour, When worldly pleasures lose their power?
20476	1 Is there ambition in my heart?
20476	1 Lord, must we die?
20476	1 Lord, we come before thee now; At thy feet we humbly bow; O, do not our suit disdain; Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain?
20476	1 Lord, who''s the happy man, that may To thy blest courts repair, Not, stranger- like, to visit them, But to inhabit there?
20476	1 My God, thy service well demands The remnant of my days; Why was this fleeting breath renewed, But to renew thy praise?
20476	1 Say, why should friendship grieve for those Who safe arrive on Canaan''s shore?
20476	1 The evils that beset our path, Who can prevent or cure?
20476	1 Were not the sinful Mary''s tears An offering worthy heaven, When, o''er the faults of former years, She wept, and was forgiven?
20476	1 What if the little rain should say, So small a drop as I Can ne''er refresh these thirsty fields, I''ll tarry in the sky?
20476	1 What shall we render, bounteous Lord, For all the grace we see?
20476	1 When God descends with men to dwell, And all creation makes anew, What tongue can half the wonders tell?
20476	1 When shall the voice of singing Flow joyfully along?
20476	1 When, as returns this solemn day, Man comes to meet his Maker, God, What rites, what honors shall he pay?
20476	1 Where shall the child of sorrow find A place for calm repose?
20476	1 Where shall we go to seek and find A habitation for our God?
20476	1 Who is thy neighbor?
20476	1 Who shall a temple build for him, Who fills the heaven of heavens alone?
20476	1 Who shall towards thy chosen seat Turn, O Lord, his favored feet?
20476	1 Why do we mourn departed friends, Or shake at death''s alarms?
20476	1 Why weep for those, frail child of woe, Who''ve fled and left thee mourning here?
20476	1 Would you behold the works of God, His wonders in the world abroad?
20476	1"Is this a fast for me?"
20476	1''T is a point I long to know,-- Oft it causes anxious thought,-- Do I love the Lord, or no?
20476	2 And didst thou bleed?--for sinners bleed?
20476	2 And have we heard the word with joy?
20476	2 Bound upon the accursed tree, Sad and dying, who is he?
20476	2 But hast thou finally forsook, Forever cast thine own away?
20476	2 Doth thy right hand, which formed the earth, And bears up all the skies, Stretch from on high its friendly aid, When dangers round us rise?
20476	2 For whom, for whom, my heart, Were all these sorrows borne?
20476	2 From marble domes and gilded spires, Shall curling clouds of incense rise?
20476	2 God is a King of power unknown; Firm are the orders of his throne; If he resolve, who dare oppose, Or ask him why or what he does?
20476	2 Hast thou wasted all the powers God for noble uses gave?
20476	2 If I love, why am I thus?
20476	2 Is it where sunny skies grow dim With smoke of heathen sacrifice?
20476	2 Is there a blissful home, Where kindred minds shall meet, And live and love, nor ever roam From that serene retreat?
20476	2 Is there a time of rushing grief, Which scorns the prospect of relief?
20476	2 Is there no kind, no healing art, To soothe the anguish of the heart?
20476	2 Lord, what offering shall we bring, At thine altars when we bow?
20476	2 Must I be carried to the skies On flowery beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize, And sailed through bloody seas?
20476	2 O Thou, who didst allow Thy Son to suffer thus, Father, what more couldst thou have done Than thou hast done for us?
20476	2 Our fathers, where are they, With all they called their own?
20476	2 Say, does my heart unchanged remain, Or is it formed anew?
20476	2 Tender are the rites we pay, Pastor, o''er thy sleeping clay; We, who late the welcome gave, Must we bear thee to thy grave?
20476	2 The Saviour bids you speed; O, wherefore then delay?
20476	2 The rush of numerous years bears down The most gigantic strength of man; And where is all his wisdom gone, When dust he turns to dust again?
20476	2 Though high above all praise, Above all blessing high, Who would not fear his holy name, And laud and magnify?
20476	2 Thy bountiful care what tongue can recite?
20476	2 Thy hand has raised us from the dust; The breath of life thy Spirit gave; Where, but in thee, can mortals trust?
20476	2 Thy neighbor?
20476	2 We mourn for those who sin?
20476	2 What friend have I in heaven or earth, What friend to trust but thee?
20476	2 What if a shining beam of noon Should in its fountain stay, Because its feeble light alone Can not create a day?
20476	2 What mortal hand shall dare to paint A semblance of thy glory, Lord?
20476	2 What though my house be not with thee As nature could desire?
20476	2 What voice shall bid the progress stay Of truth''s victorious car?
20476	2 When disciplined by long distress, And led through paths of fear and woe, Say, dost thou love thy children less?
20476	2 Who is my neighbor?
20476	2 Who with another''s eye can read, Or worship by another''s creed?
20476	2 Why art thou cast down, my soul?
20476	2 Why hast thou cast our lot In the same age and place?
20476	2 Why should I shrink at thy command, Whose love forbids my fears?
20476	2 Why should my passions mix with earth, And thus debase my heavenly birth?
20476	2 Why should we tremble to convey Their bodies to the tomb?
20476	3 Amidst the various scenes of ills, Each blow some kind design fulfils; And can I murmur at my God, While love supreme directs the rod?
20476	3 And could a single pious soul So rich a boon obtain?
20476	3 And do you love him?
20476	3 Bound upon the accursed tree, Dread and awful, who is he?
20476	3 But will indeed Jehovah deign Here to abide, no transient guest?
20476	3 Dear is the spot where Christians sleep, And sweet the strain which angels pour; O why should we in anguish weep?
20476	3 Doth not each rain- drop help to form The cool, refreshing shower, And every ray of light to warm And beautify the flower?
20476	3 If I pray, or hear, or read, Sin is mixed with all I do; You that love the Lord indeed, Tell me, is it thus with you?
20476	3 In search of empty joys below, Why toil with unavailing strife?
20476	3 Is a mighty famine now In thy heart and in thy soul?
20476	3 Is there an hour of peace and joy, When hope is all my soul''s employ?
20476	3 Nought doth the world afford, But toil must be the price; Wilt thou not, servant of the Lord, Then toil for paradise?
20476	3 O, when shall these glad tidings spread The spacious earth around, Till every tribe and every soul Shall hear the joyful sound?
20476	3 Saw ye not the cloud arise, Little as a human hand?
20476	3 Say, shall we yield him in costly devotion, Odors of Edom, and offerings divine?
20476	3 Shall man remain in silence, then, While all beneath the skies The chorus joins?
20476	3 Shall we, whose souls are lighted By wisdom from on high, Shall we to men benighted The lamp of life deny?
20476	3 The debtor humbly sues, Who would, but can not pay; And shall I lenity refuse, Who need it every day?
20476	3 The graves of all his saints he blest, And softened every bed: Where should the dying members rest, But with their dying Head?
20476	3 Thy neighbor?
20476	3 We are his people; we his care; Our souls, and all our mortal frame: What lasting honors shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to thy name?
20476	3 We mourn the sunshine of his smile, The tendrils of his love; Oh, was he loved too well the while Ere he was called above?
20476	3 We yet survive, but who can say, Or through the year, or month, or day, We shall retain this vital breath, Secure from all the shafts of death?
20476	3 What if the springs of life were broke, And flesh and heart should faint?
20476	3 What tongue can tell the crown prepared The martyr''s brow to grace?
20476	3 When in a weary land we tire, And our exhausted powers expire, With toil, and care, and heat oppressed, Where shall our languid spirits rest?
20476	3 Who may share this great salvation?
20476	3"Shall day like this have power To stay th''avenging hand, Efface transgression, or avert My judgments from the land?
20476	4 And shall not wrath relent, Touched by that humble strain, My brother crying,"I repent, Nor will offend again?"
20476	4 And was his mortal hour beset With anguish and dismay?
20476	4 Are not the righteous dear to thee Now, as in ancient times?
20476	4 Better than life itself thy love, Dearer than all beside to me; For whom have I in heaven above, Or what on earth, compared with thee?
20476	4 But never rose within his breast, A trust so calm and deep as now; Shall not the weary find a rest?
20476	4 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds?
20476	4 Canst thou, my soul, these wonders trace, And not admire Jehovah''s grace?
20476	4 Early hasten to the tomb Where they laid his breathless clay; All is solitude and gloom;--Who has taken him away?
20476	4 O, stay thy tears: the blest above Have hailed a spirit''s heavenly birth, And sung a song of joy and love; Then why should anguish reign on earth?
20476	4 O, wondrous knowledge, deep and high; Where can a creature hide?
20476	4 Our eyes have seen the steps of age Halt feebly towards the tomb; And yet shall earth our hearts engage, And dreams of days to come?
20476	4 Such love can we unmoved survey?
20476	4 The infinite Creator can Dwell in it; and may not man?
20476	4 The terror and the charm repel, And powers of earth and powers of hell, The man of Calvary triumphed here;-- Why should his faithful followers fear?
20476	4 Thee to perfection who can tell?
20476	4 Then who would choose to walk abroad, While here such joys are given?
20476	4 These are a portion of his ways: But who shall dare describe his face?
20476	4 Thy neighbor?
20476	4 When shall our happy eyes behold Thy people, fashioned in thy mould?
20476	4 Who, then, deserves to be adored, But God, on whom my hopes depend?
20476	4 Why seeks he not a home of rest?
20476	4 With contrite hearts, Lord, we confess Our folly and unsteadfastness: When shall these hearts more stable be, Fixed by thy grace alone on thee?
20476	4 Yet I mourn my stubborn will, Find my sin a grief and thrall; Should I grieve for what I feel, If I did not love at all?
20476	5 And though thy wisdom takes away, Shall I arraign thy will?
20476	5 Every note with wonder swell,-- And the Saviour''s triumph tell; Where, O death, is now thy sting?
20476	5 How else, on soaring wing, Can hope bear high my prayer, Up to thy throne, my God, my King, To plead for pardon there?
20476	5 How long, dear Saviour, O how long Shall this bright hour delay?
20476	5 O, when, Almighty Lord, Shall these glad scenes arise, To verify thy word, And bless our wondering eyes?
20476	5 Thy neighbor?
20476	A dwelling for th''Eternal Mind Among the sons of flesh and blood?
20476	Am I his, or am I not?
20476	And charity our kindred prove Derived from thee, O God of love?
20476	And could the sun behold the deed?
20476	And gems, and gold, and garlands deck The costly pomp of sacrifice?
20476	And have we felt its power?
20476	And shall I fear to own his cause, Or blush to speak his name?
20476	And why are so seldom the meetings of prayer?
20476	And why together brought To see each other''s face?
20476	But shall we only render The tribute of our words?
20476	Canst thou behold thy Prophet''s power, And not the God he served adore?
20476	Did e''er such love and sorrow meet?
20476	Discontent upon thy brow?
20476	Dost thou proclaim thyself our God, Our God forever near?
20476	For a rest so serene, for a covert so fair: Ah, why are the seasons of worship so few?
20476	Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine?
20476	God, thy God, shall make thee whole: Why art thou disquieted?
20476	Great God, and shall a nation cry, And plead with thee in vain?
20476	Have I renounced my sins, and left My refuges of lies?
20476	Here will the world''s Redeemer reign, And here the Holy Spirit rest?
20476	His shining robe, his joys unknown, Before thy glorious face?
20476	How may we meet our conflict yet In the dark, narrow way?
20476	How spread his Sovereign''s praise abroad?
20476	How, but through him that path who trod?
20476	Is it where northern meteors shine Or gilds the cross the southern main?
20476	Its highest point what eye can find, Or to its lowest depths descend?
20476	No answering voice is here, Say-- does the soldier sleep?
20476	O, may I call thee mine?
20476	On the Rock of Ages founded, What can shake thy sure repose?
20476	Or can the largest stretch of thought Measure and search his nature out?
20476	Or does this sinful land exceed Gomorrah in her crimes?
20476	Or feel at death dismay?
20476	Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
20476	Or tremble at thy gracious hand That wipes away my tears?
20476	Or twilight sleeps on desert sands?
20476	Or where, in costly domes, the hymn Is taught on incense clouds to rise?
20476	Or whither from thy presence run?
20476	Or who, except the mighty Lord, Can with resistless power defend?
20476	Our love so faint, so cold to thee, And thine to us so great?
20476	Praise his name for life and light; Are the shadows lengthening o''er us?
20476	Said he, to those who with him trod,"Would ye be my disciples?
20476	Search, gracious God, and see; Or do I act a haughty part?
20476	Squandered life''s most golden hours?
20476	Tell me, my soul, can this be death?
20476	Though hosts encamp around me, Firm to the fight I stand; What terror can confound me With God at my right hand?
20476	To join with softest sympathy, And mix our friendly souls in thee?
20476	To rest?
20476	To thee, the uncreated Mind, What earthly altar shall we raise?
20476	What arm arrest the growing day, Or quench the solar star?
20476	What dissipate the gloom?
20476	What eye the dazzling glories view?
20476	What is Prayer?
20476	What is the rule by which I walk, The object I pursue?
20476	What is this absorbs me quite, Steals my senses, shuts my sight, Drowns my spirits, draws my breath?
20476	What is your Life?
20476	What mortal eloquence can raise His tribute of immortal praise?
20476	What radiant light dispels the gloom?
20476	What reckless soul, though stout and strong, Shall dare bring back the ancient wrong, Oppression''s guilty night prolong, And freedom''s morning bar?
20476	What words of heavenly birth Thrill deep our hearts again, And fall like dew- drops to the earth?
20476	When shall my labors have an end In joy, and peace and thee?
20476	When shall these eyes thy heaven- built walls And pearly gates behold?
20476	Where are the dews that fed thee On Ethan''s barren shore?
20476	Where breaks the dawn o''er spicy lands?
20476	Where is God?
20476	Where is Heaven?
20476	Where shall I find Him, O my soul, Who yet is everywhere?
20476	Where thy terrors, vanquished king?
20476	Where, Lord, could I thy influence shun?
20476	Who can ascend his high abode, Or venture near his throne?
20476	Who can endure his light, or stand To hear the thunders of his hand?
20476	Who can faint while such a river Ever flows their thirst t''assuage?
20476	Who his quiet shall molest?
20476	Who shall Zion''s hill ascend?
20476	Who shall at thine altar bend?
20476	Who shall exalt his glorious name, Fixed in his everlasting throne?
20476	Who shall lead thy child to thee?
20476	Who shall violate his rest?
20476	Who, O God, my guide shall be?
20476	Who, but our God, has power to save?
20476	Who, great God, a welcome guest, On thy holy mountain rest?
20476	Why did he feel that piercing smart, And meet that cruel scorn?
20476	Why on his offspring is conferred Of love so large a share?
20476	Why seeks he not a pillowed bed?
20476	Why should I cleave to things below, And let my God, my Saviour go?
20476	Why should I shrink at pain and woe?
20476	Why this dull and lifeless frame?
20476	Wilt thou not bid the murderers look On Him they pierced, and weep and pray?
20476	With thyself and God at war?
20476	Without a false disguise?
20476	and may these lips Pronounce a name so dear?
20476	and shall we ever live At this poor dying rate?
20476	and wilt thou condescend To be my Father and my Friend?
20476	canst thou repine?
20476	do you feel Your warm affection move?
20476	does its beauteous ray Aught of joy or hope foretell?
20476	from thy ways Who can tell how oft he strays?
20476	is day before us?
20476	still sleeps thy tuneful string?-- Still mute remains thy sullen tongue, And Zion''s song denies to sing?
20476	sweeps the line That marks thy kingdom''s holy reign?
20476	those chains, That clank on Freedom''s plains, By Christians wrought?
20476	what for thee, In a world like this, remains?
20476	what mean those holy voices, Sweetly sounding through the skies?
20476	what of the night?"
20476	where is thy sting?
20476	where is thy victory?
20476	where shall we find A temple suited to thy praise?
20476	whither would ye go?
20476	will its beams alone Gild the spot that gave them birth?
20476	with all thy care Thy true condition learn; What are thy hopes-- how sure, how fair, And what thy great concern?
16455	''Tis the Spirit calling, why delay?
16455	134 What Hast Thou Done for Me?
16455	137 Saw Ye My Savior?
16455	2 Are we not tending upward, too, As fast as time can move?
16455	2 Are you walking daily by the Savior''s side?
16455	2 Can aught, beneath a power divine, The stubborn will subdue?
16455	2 Can you sleep while homes are rent, Christian soldier?
16455	2 Delay not, delay not; why longer abuse The love and compassion of Jesus, thy God?
16455	2 Do not I love thee, from my soul?
16455	2 Do the tears flow down your cheeks unbidden?
16455	2 Dost thou not dwell in all the saints, And seal the heirs of heaven?
16455	2 For thee, my God, the living God, My thirsty soul doth pine; Oh, when shall I behold thy face, Thou Majesty divine?
16455	2 Has thy night been long and mournful?
16455	2 Have we trials and temptations?
16455	2 How can a soul condemned to die, Escape the just decree?
16455	2 If at the dawn of the early morning, He shall call us one by one, When to the Lord we restore our talents, Will he answer thee-- Well done?
16455	2 If he our ways should mark With strict inquiring eyes, Could we for one of thousand faults A just excuse devise?
16455	2 Is not e''en death a gain to those Whose life to God was given?
16455	2 Is there no kind, no lenient art, To heal the anguish of the heart?
16455	2 Is your heart warm glowing, With his love o''erflowing, And his goodness showing More and more each day?
16455	2 Jesus, my Savior, on Calvary''s tree Paid the great debt, and my soul he set free; Oh, it was wonderful, how could it be?
16455	2 Lord, turn thee to my soul; Bring thy salvation near; When will thy hand release my feet From sin''s destructive snare?
16455	2 Must I be carried to the skies On flow''ry beds of ease, While others fought to win the prize, And sailed thro''bloody seas?
16455	2 Oh, when, thou city of my God, Shall I thy courts ascend, Where congregations ne''er break up, And Sabbaths have no end?
16455	2 Shall I be at work, for Jesus, Whilst he leads me by the hand, And to those around be saying, Come and join this happy band?
16455	2 Shall we, whose souls are lighted By wisdom from on high, Shall we to man benighted The light of life deny?
16455	2 Sinners, turn; why will ye die?
16455	2 Though high above all praise, Above all blessing high, Who would not fear his holy name, And laud and magnify?
16455	2 Thy bountiful care, what tongue can recite?
16455	2 Was it for crimes that I have done He groaned upon the tree?
16455	2 Wealth, labor, talents freely give, Yea, life itself, that they may live, What hath your Savior done for you?
16455	2 What do you hope, dear brother, To gain by a further delay?
16455	2 What is faith''s foundation strong?
16455	2 What is my being, but for thee, Its sure support, its noblest end?
16455	2 What means this wondrous story The holy angels tell?
16455	2 Where dost thou at noon- tide resort with thy sheep, To feed in the pastures of love?
16455	2 Where is the blessedness I knew When first I saw the Lord?
16455	2 Who can his mighty deeds express, Not only vast-- but numberless?
16455	2 Who is this that comes in glory, With the trump of jubilee?
16455	2 Who''ll be the next to follow Jesus-- Follow his weary, bleeding feet?
16455	2 Would you calmly walk the wave?
16455	2"Sprinkled now with blood the throne-- Why beneath thy burdens groan?
16455	2''Tis but in part I know thy will; I bless thee for the sight; When will thy love the rest reveal, In glory''s clearer light?
16455	207 Why Do You Wait?
16455	219 Who''ll Be the Next?
16455	226 Are You Ready?
16455	23._( 859) The Lord my Shepherd is; I shall be well supplied: Since he is mine, and I am his, What can I want beside?
16455	247 Is My Name Written There?
16455	282 Are You Washed in the Blood?
16455	3 All- seeing, powerful God, Who can with thee contend?
16455	3 And now Christ is ready your souls to receive; Oh, how can you question, if you will believe?
16455	3 Are there no foes for me to face?
16455	3 Burdened with guilt, would''st thou be blessed?
16455	3 Burdened with sin''s oppressive chain, Oh, how can I get free?
16455	3 But who can speak thy wondrous deeds?
16455	3 But will he prove a friend indeed?
16455	3 By these may I be warned betimes; Who knows the guile within?
16455	3 Can you linger in your tent, Christian soldier?
16455	3 Clouds and darkness round us press; Would we have one sorrow less?
16455	3 Do you fear the gath''ring clouds of sorrow?
16455	3 Do you not feel, dear brother, His Spirit now striving within?
16455	3 Have we been true to the trust he left us?
16455	3 Hear you now his loving voice?
16455	3 I need thy presence every passing hour; What but thy grace can foil the tempter''s power?
16455	3 Is not thy name melodious still, To mine attentive ear?
16455	3 O, why should I wander an alien from thee, Or cry in the desert for bread?
16455	3 Oh, who, like thee, so humbly bore The scorn, the scoffs of men before?
16455	3 Our God in pity lingers still; And wilt thou thus his love requite?
16455	3 See, from his head, his hands, his feet Sorrow and love flow mingled down; Did e''er such love and sorrow meet, Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
16455	3 Sinners, turn; why will ye die?
16455	3 Such was our Lord; and shall we fear The cross with all its scorn?
16455	3 We are his people, we his care-- Our souls, and all our mortal frame; What lasting honors shall we rear, Almighty Maker, to thy name?
16455	3 What, though thou rulest not?
16455	3 When faith is weak, and courage fails, When grief or doubt our soul assails, Who can, like thee, our spirits cheer?
16455	3 When shall I reach that happy place, And be forever blest?
16455	3 When shall the sov''reign grace Of my forgiving God Restore me from those dangerous ways My wand''ring feet have trod?
16455	3 When the Bridegroom cometh will your robes be white, Pure and white in the blood of the Lamb?
16455	3 Who is life in life to me?
16455	3 Who''ll be the next to follow Jesus?
16455	3 Why bend these Eastern sages To one of lowly birth?
16455	3 Why should I shrink at pain and woe?
16455	3 Why should this anxious load Press down your weary mind?
16455	3 Why should we tremble to convey Their bodies to the tomb?
16455	3 Would you have your cares grow light?
16455	322 How Can I but Love Him?
16455	4 A tent or a cottage, why should I care?
16455	4 Are you troubled at the tho''t of dying?
16455	4 Dear Lord, if indeed I am thine, If thou art my sun and my song, Say, why do I languish and pine?
16455	4 Grieving, would you comfort know?
16455	4 How far may we go on to sin?
16455	4 Jesus, we look to thee;-- Where else can sinners go?
16455	4 Lives again our glorious King: Where, O death, is now thy sting?
16455	4 The graves of all the saints be blessed, And softened every bed; Where should the dying members rest, But with the dying Head?
16455	4 When will my pilgrimage be done, The world''s long week be o''er, That Sabbath dawn which needs no sun, That day which fades no more?
16455	4 Who''ll be the next to follow Jesus, Down thro''the Jordan''s rolling tide?
16455	4 Why restless, why cast down, my soul?
16455	4 Why will you be starving, and feeding on air?
16455	421 Is Your Lamp Still Burning?
16455	422 Will Jesus Find Us Watching?
16455	5 Have I long in sin been sleeping, Long been slighting, grieving thee?
16455	5 When I see, in spring- tide gay, Fields their varied tints display, Wakes the thrilling thought in me, What must their Creator be?
16455	5 Would you strength in weakness have?
16455	6 That blest moment I received him, Filled my soul with joy and peace: Love I much?
16455	A fountain is opened,--how canst thou refuse To wash, and be cleansed in his pardoning blood?
16455	Ah, who that loves can love enough?
16455	And be washed in the blood of the Lamb?
16455	And did my Sovereign die?
16455	And does thy cup with love o''erflow?
16455	And drink the flowing fountain Of everlasting love?
16455	And shall I fear to own his cause, Or blush to speak his name?
16455	And what for him will ye not do?
16455	And why are my winters so long?
16455	And why in the valley of death should I weep, Or alone in the wilderness rove?
16455	And with my blessed Jesus Drink endless pleasures in?
16455	Are not heavens turned to hells by his pow''r?
16455	Are you anxious what shall be to- morrow?
16455	Are you ever waiting For your Lord''s returning?
16455	Are you fully trusting in his grace this hour?
16455	Are you grieving over joys departed?
16455	Are you pressing onward, With Christ''s faithful vanguard, In the safe and narrow way?
16455	Are you ready?
16455	Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?
16455	Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?
16455	Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?
16455	Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?
16455	Are you washed in the blood of the Lamb?
16455	Are you watching day by day?
16455	Are your garments spotless, are they white as snow?
16455	Art thou ready-- ready now?
16455	Before I drew my breath?
16455	But love him, but love him?
16455	By thy sighs and tears unmoved?
16455	Can my God his wrath forbear?
16455	Can we find a friend so faithful, Who will all our sorrows share?
16455	Cho.--Are you ready?
16455	Cho.--Are you washed in the blood, In the soul- cleansing blood of the Lamb?
16455	Cho.--Is my name written there?
16455	Cho.--Is not this land of Beulah, Blessed, blessed land of light?
16455	Cho.--Oh, brother, is your lamp trimmed and burning?
16455	Cho.--Why not?
16455	Crucify your Lord again?
16455	D._ Sinners, Turn!_ Sinners, turn; why will ye die?
16455	D._ The Future in God''s Hands._ Oh, I often sit and ponder, When the sun is sinking low, Where shall yonder future find me?
16455	D._ The Joyful Prospect._ Oh, when shall I see Jesus, And reign with him above?
16455	Do thy friends despise, forsake thee?
16455	Do we seek to do our best?
16455	Do you hear the accents falling?
16455	Do you note his rising pow''r, Growing bolder ev''ry hour?
16455	Do you rest each moment in the Crucified?
16455	Does but God in heaven know?
16455	Doth not each pulse with pleasure thrill My Savior''s voice to hear?
16455	Fix your eyes upon Jesus; Humble be when blessings flow?
16455	Fix your eyes upon Jesus; See a light beyond the grave?
16455	Fix your eyes upon Jesus; Would you know God''s peace within?
16455	Fix your eyes upon Jesus; Would you know his pow''r to save?
16455	Fix your eyes upon Jesus; Would you songs have in the night?
16455	Follow Jesus now?
16455	For Christ''s coming kingdom are you sighing?
16455	Francis Baker(?
16455	God, your Maker, asks you why?
16455	God, your Savior, asks you why?
16455	God; the Spirit, asks you why?
16455	Has the world my heart been keeping?
16455	Hast thou received them all?
16455	Have thy foes been proud and scornful?
16455	Have thy friends unfaithful proved?
16455	Have you sins that to man''s eye are hidden?
16455	He will-- the very friend you need; The Friend of sinners?
16455	He, whose word can not be broken, Formed thee for his own abode; On the Rock of Ages founded, What can shake thy sure repose?
16455	Hear you not the children''s cry?
16455	How can I, Lord, the anguish see, Beneath which thou didst fall?
16455	How long will God forbear?
16455	How will it fare with thee and me When the King comes in?
16455	If sin is your burden, why will you not come?
16455	In the book of thy kingdom, Is my name written there?
16455	In the book of thy kingdom, With its pages so fair, Tell me, Jesus, my Savior, Is my name written there?
16455	Is the world made brighter by its cheering ray?
16455	Is there trouble anywhere?
16455	Is this dark world fairer For your cheering ray?
16455	Is this vile world a friend to grace, To help me on to God?
16455	Is your beacon lighted, Guiding souls benighted To the land of perfect day?
16455	Love I much?
16455	Mark you not the mother''s sigh?
16455	Martin Madan(?
16455	May not a sinner trust in thee?
16455	Me, the chief of sinners, spare?
16455	Must I not stem the flood?
16455	My Redeemer''s tenderness; Love I much?
16455	O ye dying sinners, why, Why will ye forever die?
16455	Of his joy a sharer?
16455	Of one who reigned in heaven, And now on earth would dwell?
16455	Oh, who, like thee, did ever go So patient through a world of woe?
16455	Oh, why not accept his salvation, And throw off thy burden of sin?
16455	On the page white and fair?
16455	Once he died our souls to save: Where''s thy victory, boasting grave?
16455	Or feel at death dismay?
16455	Or love a faithless, evil world That wreathed his brow with thorn?
16455	Or who that tries the unequal strife, Shall prosper in the end?
16455	Our love so faint, so cold to thee, And thine to us so great?
16455	P.M._ Christ''s Crucifixion._ Saw ye my Savior, saw ye my Savior, Saw ye my Savior and God?
16455	P.M._ Delay Deplored._ Who''ll be the next to follow Jesus?
16455	P.M._ Immediate Decision._ Why do you wait, dear brother, Oh, why do you tarry so long?
16455	P.M._ Moral Reforms._ Do you slumber in your tent, Christian soldier, While the foe is spreading woe thro''the land?
16455	P.M._ Resting in Christ''s Merits._ Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing pow''r?
16455	P.M._ The Source of Peace._ Would you lose your load of sin?
16455	P.M._ The Sympathizing Friend._ Are you weary, are you heavy- hearted?
16455	P.M._ Waiting His Coming._ Are you Christ''s light bearer?
16455	Ready for the soul''s bright home?
16455	Ready should Death''s icy finger Lay its chill upon thy brow?
16455	Ref.--How can I but love him?
16455	Ref.--Oh, can we say we are ready, brother?
16455	Ref.--Who''ll be the next?
16455	Renounce at length thy stubborn will; Thou would''st be saved, why not to- night?
16455	Say, will he find you and me still watching, Waiting, waiting when the Lord shall come?
16455	See you not their loved ones die ev''ry hour?
16455	Shall I be among the free?
16455	Shall I be among the living?
16455	Shall I e''er see thy face?
16455	Shall such a worthless worm as I, Who sometimes am afraid to die, Be found at thy right hand?
16455	So meek, forgiving, godlike, high, So glorious in humility?
16455	Someone is ready, someone is waiting; Who''ll be the next a crown to wear?
16455	Those white- winged angels singing In such exultant strain?
16455	Thou would''st be saved, why not to- night?
16455	Thousands perish while you wait, While you counsel and debate; Heed you not their awful fate as they stray?
16455	Thy bulwarks with salvation strong, And streets of shining gold?
16455	To tear my soul from earth away, For Jesus to receive?
16455	What art thou not to me?
16455	What awakes my lips to song?
16455	What means this heav''nly message Of love and peace on earth?
16455	What mortal eloquence can raise His tribute of immortal praise?
16455	What mortal verse can reach the theme?
16455	What need I now to fear?
16455	What the high reward I win?
16455	What this burst of strange delight?
16455	When shall I be delivered From this vain world of sin?
16455	When shall I see my Father''s face, And in his bosom rest?
16455	When shall my labors have an end, In joy, and peace, and thee?
16455	When shall these eyes thy heaven- built walls And pearly gates behold?
16455	When wilt thou banish my complaints, And show my sins forgiven?
16455	Where does hope end, and where begin The confines of despair?
16455	Where is the soul- refreshing view Of Jesus and his word?
16455	Who like thyself my guide and stay can be?
16455	Who the death of death will be?
16455	Who will place me on his right With the countless hosts of light?
16455	Who''ll be the next the cross to bear?
16455	Who''ll be the next to follow Jesus now?
16455	Who''ll be the next to follow Jesus?
16455	Who''ll be the next to join with the ransomed, Singing upon the other side?
16455	Who''ll be the next to lay ev''ry burden Down at the Father''s mercy- seat?
16455	Who''ll be the next to praise his name?
16455	Who''ll be the next?
16455	Whose the name I glory in?
16455	Why not come to him now?
16455	Why not come to him now?
16455	Why not?
16455	Why, ye ransomed sinners, why Will ye slight his grace and die?
16455	Will he not our land devour while you stand?
16455	Will ye let him die in vain?
16455	Will ye not his grace receive?
16455	Will ye still refuse to live?
16455	Will you make the precious choice?
16455	Will your soul be ready for the mansions bright?
16455	Would he devote that sacred head For such a worm as I?
16455	Ye wand''rers, come, Oh, ye benighted souls, Why longer roam?
16455	_ All Things Ready._( 469) Oh, turn ye, oh, turn ye, for why will ye die, When God, in great mercy, is coming so nigh?
16455	_ Assurance._ Why should the children of a King Go mourning all their days?
16455	_ Decision._( 506) And can I yet delay My little all to give?
16455	_ For Me He Died._( 300) Are there no wounds for me?
16455	_ God''s Salvation Morning._ What means this glorious radiance Across Judea''s plain?
16455	_ Jesus a Joy._ Ask ye what great thing I know That delights and stirs me so?
16455	_ Meeting After Absence._( 996) And are we yet alive, And see each other''s face?
16455	_ Mourning with Hope._( 1066) Why should our tears in sorrow flow When God recalls his own, And bids them leave a world of woe, For an immortal crown?
16455	_ Pardon Penitently Implored._( 493) Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive; Let a repenting rebel live; Are not thy mercies large and free?
16455	_ Pleading for Acceptance._( 1114) When thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come, To take thy ransomed people home, Shall I among them stand?
16455	_ Psalm 119._( 158) How shall the young secure their hearts, And guard their lives from sin?
16455	_ Psalm 27._( 772) God is my strong salvation; What foe have I to fear?
16455	_ Supreme Love to Christ._( 545) Do not I love thee, oh, my Lord?
16455	_ The Call Answered._ Do you hear the Savior calling, By the wooings of his voice?
16455	_ The Cross and the Crown._( 835) Must Jesus bear the cross alone, And all the world go free?
16455	_ The Judgment Day._( 1106) And must I be to judgment brought, And answer in that day, For every vain and idle thought, And every word I say?
16455	_ The Sacrifices of Warfare._( 751) Am I a soldier of the cross, A follower of the Lamb?
16455	_ The Savior''s Tears._( 298) Did Christ o''er sinners weep, And shall our cheeks be dry?
16455	_ The Second Death._( 504) Oh, where shall rest be found-- Rest for the weary soul?
16455	_ We Are Confident._( 1067) Why do we mourn departing friends, Or shake at death''s alarms?
16455	_"Why Hast Thou Forsaken Me?
16455	and did my Savior bleed?
16455	and is thy table spread?
16455	and shall we ever live, At this poor dying rate?
16455	are you ready?
16455	are you ready?
16455	ask what thou wilt; Thou canst not be too bold; Since his own blood for thee he spilt, What else can he withhold?
16455	can there be Mercy still reserved for me?
16455	how shall fallen man Be just before his God?
16455	how shall guilty man Contend with such a God?
16455	is not my case amazing?
16455	is there aught, from pole to pole, One moment to compare with this?
16455	praise the Lamb?
16455	thy church, with longing eyes For thine expected coming waits; When will the promised light arise, And glory beam from Zion''s gates?
16455	we come before thee now; At thy feet we humbly bow; Oh, do not our suit disdain; Shall we seek thee, Lord, in vain?
16455	what tongue can speak his fame?
16455	what touch is this that thrills me?
16455	what, if we are Christ''s, Is earthly shame or loss?
16455	where are kings and empires now, Of old that went and came?
16455	where is this mysterious bourne By which our path is crossed; Beyond which God himself hath sworn That he who goes is lost?
16455	whither shall I go?
16455	who Can tell what thou art worth?
16455	who against thy charms is proof?
16455	who then shall dare Resist his will, distrust his care, Or murmur at his wise decrees, Or doubt his royal promises?
16455	why not?
16455	why not?
16455	why should I be So far from all my joys and thee?
16455	will ye fold your Faith- clad arms in lazy lock?