Many sounds were sweet, most ravishing May He who erst on Calvary bled Milder than moonlight on the evening dew. My ardent soul, in rising youth . My greatest grief, my greatest joy My Saviour, when Thy law demands My soul before Thee prostrate lies My soul shall cry to Thee, O Lord. No condemnation now I dread No more, my God, I boast no more. Nor human tongue can tell, nor human thought Now at the dawn of early day Now I have found the blessed ground Now I know the cross must be endur'd Now the storm has subsided-now cloudless, serene Now to Thine altar, Lord Now to Him who lov'd us, gave us . Now, trav'ler in the vale of tears O beautiful beyond depicting words. O cheer thee, cheer thee, suffering saint O child of grief, why wee pest thou . O for a closer walk with God O for a faith that will not shrink O for that tenderness of heart O from the world's vile slavery O gentlest Saviour, Thou hast borne O God! what am I in Thy sight O grant me, Lord, the temper meet. O grieve not for him with the wildness of sorrow O had I not that story O happy day that fix'd my choice O hasten, Lord, that blessed time O hearken to the healing voice O holy Saviour! Friend unseen O how unlike the complex works of man O Lord, my God, do Thou Thy holy will . 20 53 3 . 130 17 . 202 . 129 . 123 O my soul, muse on that awful moment . 161 O never, never canst thou know . 36 O Saviour, I pant for the hour . 187 O say, what hope is that which can impart. 143 O say, what plea availing proves 15 O Son of God and man, receive . 249 O spread Thy covering wings around O sweet is morn's first breeze that strays on the mountain 91 O Thou, the wretched's sure retreat Open our eyes, Thou Sun of life and gladness Our Father sits on yonder throne Our labours done, securely laid Our souls shall magnify the Lord . 229 84 Parting soul! the flood awaits thee Raise your triumphant songs Reflected on the lake, I love, Resting in the silent grave . 318 Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings Rise, O my soul, with thy desires to heaven Rock of Ages, cleft for me Saviour, I dwell in awful night Say, who are these arrayed in white. Say, wouldst thou live, this hallow'd page shall tell See! the mighty Angel stands Speak, my Saviour, speak to me Spirit of peace! descend and rest Sweet as the shepherd's tuneful reed . 287 Sweet babe! she glanc'd into our world to see . 85 . 310 . 285 That joy-that joy, is it promised to me Take courage, O my soul! this life which seems Th' Almighty, from His throne, on earth surveys That Name! O write it here That Sacrifice! the death of Him That we may walk with God. The dead in Christ repose in guarded rest The God of Israel never sleeps The golden palace of my God The Light into the world is come The Lord my pasture shall prepare. The Lord shall come! the earth shall quake The quiet chamber where the Christian sleeps The slumbering dust of Christ's elect shall wake . 296 . 352 The spirit walks of every day deceased The storm is o'er-and hark! a still small voice Thee will I love, my strength and tower There is a secret in the ways of God There is a voice soft-breathing—still it floats There is an eye that never sleeps |