The Christian Harmony
INDEX

INDEXES FOR ALL EDITIONS OF WILLIAM WALKER’S CHRISTIAN HARMONY

Songs With the Word "Ye"

8 Creation (First)Ye heav'nly host the song begin, Ye starry lights, ye twinkling flames,
21 WebsterYe ransomed sinners sing, Ye blessed children, come,
23t PhillippiYe pilgrims in Jehovah's ways,
27b Missionary HeraldYe messengers of Christ, The Master whom ye serve,
31b TimeYe servants of the Lord,
34 Going HomeRoll on, ye moments here below,
36t Lovely VineYe trees which lofty stand, Ye Christians hear, both far and near,
39 A Precious StoneBless Him, ye saints, He comes to bring
40b Weeping SinnersO, ye banished seed! Be glad,
52 NewburgYe heav'nly hosts, the song begin, Ye starry lights, ye twinkling flames,
59t MearHo! All ye hungry, starving souls,
78t RepentListen, ye men of royal birth,
89 NorthfieldFly swiftly round ye wheels of time,
92 Promised DayFly swift around ye wheels of time
118 CampbellYe foll'wers of the Lamb,
119 Weary SoulsYe weary, heavy laden souls, Ye trav'llers through this wilderness,
127 HeraldYe Christian herald, go, proclaim
129 CoronationCrown Him, ye martyrs of our God, Ye chosen seed of Israel's race, Ye ransomed from the fall; Ye Gentile sinners ne'er forget
144t TribulationAwake and mourn, ye heirs of hell!
145b FiduciaYe living men, come view the ground,
146b BangorYe living men, come view the ground,
161t WellsYe nations round the earth rejoice
165 Babylon is FallenSwell the sound ye kings and nobles,
195 GardenYe saints your songs of rapture raise.
200 Parting HandYe mourning souls, lift up your eyes
201 MissionYe heedless ones that wildly stroll,
213 Be CommittedOf your time and talents give ye,
216b Social BandSay now, ye lovely social band, Ye who have fled from Sodom's plain,
218t CookhamYe who His salvation prove, Ye who see the Father's grace As to Canaan on ye move,
223 Hallelujah! Praise The LordThose that know not Christ ye frighten,
229 TranquilityHappy Spirits, ye are fled
230b AmboyAll ye nations join and sing,
236b ComplainerCome all ye Zion mourners and listen to my cries:
242 Come, Ye DisconsolateCome, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish,
245 Bozrah“Wide ye heav'nly gates unfold,
254b TalmarCome, ye mourners, cease to languish
256t Pleading SaviorCome ye sinners, poor and wretched,
262 CollinsCome ye to the waters: Ye Zion's sons and daughters. Come all ye humble, weeping souls,
268 Come Ye to the WatersCome ye to the waters; Come, all ye mourning, weeping souls,
270 LenaLook, ye sinners, ye that hung Him,
271 The Mouldering Vine (First)Hail! ye sighing sons of sorrow,
272 FelicityHail, ye realms of endless day!
275 Missionary's FarewellFar away, ye billows bear me;
277 Sweet AfflictionThose that know not Christ ye frighten,
293 LenoxBlow ye the trumpet, blow Return ye ransomed sinners home. Ye slaves of sin and hell,
311 ElysianBurst, ye em'rald gates, and bring Burst, ye intervening skies,
326 Royal ProclamationHear, ye sons of wrath and ruin, Shout, ye tongues of ev'ry nation, Shout, ye saints, make joyful mention,
335 When I am GonePraise ye the Lord that I'm freed from all care, Pray ye the Lord that my joys you shall share,
338t How Firm a FoundationHow firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord, Ye who unto Jesus for refuge have fled?
340 ConcordYe objects of sense and enjoyments of time, To me ye no longer are known, Ye wonderful orbs that astonish my eyes, Ye mountains and valleys, groves, rivers and plains, No longer my footsteps ye greet, Ye guided my footsteps like stars during night,
347 Portuguese HymnHither, ye faithful, haste with songs of triumph, Shout his almighty name, ye choirs of angels,
352 My Home on HighThe Lord will say come all ye faithful ones and share,
359 Wondrous LoveYe winged seraphs fly, bear the news, Ye winged seraphs fly, Ye friends of Zion's King, join the praise, Ye friends of Zion's King,
364 Redemption (Second)Come all ye young people of ev'ry relation,
369 Easter AnthemHear, O ye nations, hear it, O ye dead!
393t West PointAwake, ye saints and raise your eyes,
396b WaynsvilleSing ye to the Lord alone,
398t St. ThomasYe angels, great in might, Bless ye the Lord, whose voice ye hear, Whose pleasure ye fulfil. Ye heav'nly hosts, who wait,
401b EuphratesYour harps, ye trembling saints,
406 LutherYour harps, ye trembling saints,
417t HeberCome ye that love the Saviour's name, Ye that have e'er beheld His face, Can ye proclaim His praise?
434 Nobler ChoiceYe glitt'ring toys of earth, adieu;
438 The Mouldering Vine (Second)Hail! ye sighing sons of sorrow,
439 LydiaAll hail, ye fair, celestial shores, Ye lands of endless day!
441 The Lonesome DoveYe weary, heavy laden souls, Ye trav'llers through this wilderness,
444 BroomsgroveSeek ye the Lord, His saving strength
449 CosmerAwake ye saints, to praise your King,
453t De BezaWith joyfulness the Lord serve ye: Into His gates with thanks come ye; Give thanks to Him, bless ye His name,
455t New LebanonYe need not one be left behind, Come, all ye souls by sin opprest, Ye restless wand'rers after rest, Ye poor, and maimed, and halt, and blind,
468b LaurellBut chiefly ye who know His word,
472b CleavelandYe nations bow with sacred joy:
474 RothwellPraise ye the Lord, let Praise employ, But chiefly ye, who know His word,
493b Day-StarYe who are of death afraid,
496b ResurrectionLift, ye saints, lift up your eyes;
501 OwenYe that feel temptation's pow'r;
502 Eton“Wide ye heav'nly gates, unfold,
505 WaterfordSinners, ye may love Him too; Look on Him ye pierced, and mourn
510b InvitationCome, ye sinners, poor and needy,
513 LakelandYe who sang creation's story,
514 CrownLook, ye saints, the sight is glor'ous;
517 Rapture (Second)Ye clouds, proclaim your Maker God; Ye thunders, speak His pow'r: Ye deeps, with roaring billows rise Wake, all ye soaring throng, and sing, Ye feathered warblers of the spring
521 DarwellYe tribes of Adam, join Ye holy throng Ye floods on high,
530 UrmundFight on, ye conqu'ring souls, fight on,
536 SymphonyBring them, ye angels, from their distant lands.
537 CrucifixionSaw ye my Saviour? Saw ye my Saviour? Saw ye my Saviour and God?
539 Rest for the WearyShout for gladness, O ye ransomed,