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AN APPENDIX TO HART'S HYMNS.
By the Rev. JOSEPH CHAMBERLAIN.
Printed by T. BENSLEY, Crane Court, Fleet Street.
Sold by J. Eedes, No. 2, Newgate Street;
By N. BULLOCK, Granby Street, Leicester; and
By G. BARston, Granthain, Lincolnshire.
The Tunes affired to the Hymns of peculiar
measure are to be found in “ Prowet's
Sacred Melodies,” Nos. 1 & 2.
Sold by Eedes, London, &
Debtor to mercy alone....
Afflicted saint, to Christ draw near......
Afflictions are the lot of saints ...
A friend or brother wouldst thou find
A jewish king, by war opprest.
Alas! and did my Saviour bleed
All ye that weary are of sin......
All hail the pow'r of Jesu's name. ....
And can my heart aspire so high
And does thy heart for Jesus pine
Arise, my soul, with wonder see...
As parcbed in the barren sands..
Atonement Jesus made
Awake, sweet gratitude, and sing.
Away, my needless fears....
Behold the throne of grace.
Be still, my heart, these anxious cares.
Blessed are the poor in spirit.
Blest are the souls that hear and know
By whom was David taught .
Dear refuge of my weary soul....
Dear Jesus, cast a look on me..
Drcadful sin-chastising God.
Elijah's example declares.
Eternal Father, Lord of all.
Faith is an eye that views the Lord.
Father, whate'er of earthly bliss...
Firm as the earth thy gospel stands.
For mercies countless as the sands.
For a season call'd to part
From all that dwell below thc skies.
From Egypt lately freed
Give thanks to God, invoke his name
Glory to God on high
Go worship at Immanuel's feet..
God moves in a mysterious way.
God of my life, to thee I call.
God is our refuge in distress.
Good Shepherd, while the chosen sheep..
Grace! 'tis a charining sound.
Great God! what do I see and hear..
Guide me, O thou great Jehovah ..
Hail, sov'reign Love, that first began..
Happy are they to whom the Lord.
Happy are they who know the Lord
Happy the man who finds the grace.
Hark, my soul, it is the Lord..
He dies, the friend of sinners dies.
He who on earth as man was known.
Head of the church triumphant.
Heal us, Iminanuel, here we are...
Honey though the bce prepares..
How welcome to the saints, when press'd
How kind the good Samaritan .
How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord.
How oft have sin and Satan strove...
How gracious and how wise ....
How watchful is the loving Lord.
How prone the mind to search for ill.
How oft I murinur and repine. ...
How sweet the name of Jesus sounds..
How happy are we......
How safe and how happy are they
How vain are all things here below.
Hungry, and faint, and poor. .
I ask'd the Lord that I might grow
I'm not asham'd to own my Lord
I am, saith Christ, your glorious head.
If Jesus is ours..
If Paul in Cesar's court must stand.
In themselves as weak as worms.
In Cbrist my treasure's all contain'd
In mounts of danger and of straits..
In sweet exalted strains....
I no more at Mary wonder...
Jesus, at thy command.
Jesus, Lord, we look to thee
Jesus, immutably the same..
Jesus, lead me by thy power.
Jesus, my. All, to heaven is gone
Jesus, to thee I bow .....
Jesus, cast a look on me
Jesus, lover of thy nation
Jesus, and shall it ever be.
Jesu, thy blood and righteousness.
Jesu, lover of my soul ......
Joy is a fruit that will not grow..
Kindle, Saviour, in my heart
Lamb of God, for whom we languish..
Let me, thou sov'reign Lord of all
Let me but hear my Saviour say.
Let hearts and tongues unite.
Lofty sinners love to talk .
Lord, at thy table we behold.
Lord, what a restless state.
Lord, how many are my foes
Lord, what a heav'n of saving grace
Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing ..