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A COLLECTION OF SACRED HYMNS
for the Church of the Latter Day Saints
SELECTED BY EMMA SMITH.
Printed by F. G. Williams & co.1835.
In order to sing by the Spirit, and with the understanding, it is necessary that the church of the Latter Day Saints should have a collection of "SACRED HYMNS," adapted to their faith and belief in the gospel, and, as far as can be, holding forth the promises made to the fathers who died in the precious faith of a glorious resurrection, and a thousand years' reign on earth with the Son of Man in his glory. Notwithstanding the church, as it were, is still in its infancy, yet, as the song of the righteous is a prayer unto God, it is sincerely hoped that the following collection, selected with an eye single to his glory, may answer every purpose till more are composed, or till we are blessed with a copious variety of the songs of Zion.
Note: For easier use in this electronic format, I have moved the first line of each song up to use as a title (hymn texts were not titled in Sister Smith's day), and I have changed the metering announcement, taking out the period marks in the abbreviations (P.M. changed to PM) Also, the hymnal didn’t list author’s names – I’ve added these as listed by the latest research available. Some of the hymns attributed to W. W. Phelps say “adapted/edited/written by William W. Phelps” - this is because no older version of the text has been discovered but we don’t know for sure whether he wrote them or adapted them - perhaps future research will reveal the right answer. I’ve also indicated which writers were LDS. I’ve also left the text as formatted in the original volume, even though it varies from modern formatting standards. To obtain an actual replica of the 1835 hymnal, go to: http://www.redbrickstore.com/
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57 - 61
63 - 90
Hymn 1. LM Know then that ev'ry soul is free
1. Know then that ev'ry soul is free,
To choose his life and what he'll be;
For this eternal truth is given,
That God will force no man to heaven.
2. He'll call, persuade direct him right;,
Bless him with wisdom, love, and light;
In nameless ways be good and kind;
But never force the human mind.
3. Freedom and reason make us men:
Take these away, what are we then?
Mere animals, and just as well,
The beasts may think of heaven or hell.
4. May we no more our powers abuse,
But ways of truth and goodness choose;
Our God is pleas'd when we improve
His grace, and seek his perfect love.
5. It's my free will for to believe:
'Tis God's free will me to receive:
To stubborn willers this I'll tell,
It's all free grace, and all free will.
6. Those that despise, grow harder still;
Those that adhere, he turns their will:
And thus despisers sink to hell,
While those that hear in glory dwell.
7. But if we take the downward road,
And make in hell our last abode:
Our God is clear, and we shall know,
We've plunged ourselves in endless wo.
Hymn 2. CM Let ev'ry mortal ear attend
1. Let ev'ry mortal ear attend,
And ev'ry heart rejoice;
The trumpet of the gospel sounds
With an inviting voice.
2. Ho! all ye hungry, starving souls,
That feed upon the wind,
And vainly strive with earthly toys
To fill an empty mind;
3. The blessed Savior hath prepar'd
A soul-reviving feast,
And bid your longing appetites
The rich provision taste.
4. Ho! ye that pant for living streams,
And pine away and die,
Here you may quench your raging thirst
With springs that never dry.
5. Rivers of love and mercy here,
In a rich ocean join;
Salvation in abundance flows
Like floods of milk and wine.
6. The gates of glorious gospel grace
Stand open night and day:
Lord, we are come to seek supplies,
And drive our wants away.
Hymn 3. PM What fair one is this, from the wilderness trav'ling
William W. Phelps (LDS)
1. What fair one is this, from the wilderness trav'ling,
Looking for Christ, the belov'd of her heart?
O, this is the church, the fair bride of the Savior,
Which with every idol is willing to part.
While men in contention, are constantly howling,
And Babylon's bells are constantly tolling,
As though all the craft of her merchants was failing,
And Jesus was coming to reign on the earth.
2. There is a sweet sound in the gospel of heaven,
And people are joyful when they understand
The saints on their way home to glory, are even
Determin'd by goodness, to reach the blest land.
Old formal professors are crying "delusion,"
And high-minded hypocrites say "'tis confusion,
While grace is poured out in a blessed effusion,
And saints are rejoicing to see priest-craft fall.
3. A blessing, a blessing, the Savior is coming,
As prophets and pilgrims of old have declar'd;
And Israel, the favor'd of God, is beginning
To come to the feast for the righteous prepar'd.
In the desert are fountains continually springing,
The heavenly music of Zion is ringing;
The saints all their tithes and their off'rings are bringing;
They thus prove the Lord and his blessing receive.
4. The name of Jehovah is worthy of praising,
And so is the Savior an excellent theme;
The elders of Israel a standard are raising,
And call on all nations to come to the same:
These elders go forth and the gospel are preaching,
And all that will hear them, they freely are teaching,
And thus is the vision of Daniel fulfilling:
The stone of the mountain will soon fill the earth.
Hymn 4. PM Glorious things of thee are spoken
John Newton / adapted by William W. Phelps (LDS)
1. Glorious things of thee are spoken,
Zion, city of our God!
He whose word cannot be broken,
Chose thee for his own abode:
2. On the rock of Enoch founded;
What can shake thy sure repose?
With salvation's wall surrounded,
Thou may'st smile on all thy foes.
3. See the stream of living waters,
Springing from celestial love,
Well supply thy sons and daughters,
And all fear of drough remove:
4 Who can faint, while such a river
Ever flows their thirst t'assuage?
Grace which like the Lord, the giver,
Never fails from age to age.
5. Round each habitation hov'ring,
See the cloud and fire appear!
For a glory and a cov'ring,
Showing that the Lord is near:
6. Thus deriving from their banner,
Light by night and shade by day;
Sweetly they enjoy the Spirit,
Which he gives them when they pray.
7. Bless'd inhabitants of Zion,
Purchas'd with the Savior's blood!
Jesus whom their souls rely on,
Makes them kings and priests to God.
8. While in love his people raises,
While himself to reign as kings;
All, as priests, his solemn praises,
Each for a thank-offering brings.
9. Savior, since of Zion's city
I through grace a member am;
Though the world despise and pity,
I will glory in thy name.
10. Fading are all worldly treasures,
With their boasted pomp and show!
Heav'nly joys and lasting pleasures
None but Zion's children know.
Hymn 5. LM The time is nigh that happy time
Parley P. Pratt (LDS)
1. The time is nigh that happy time,
That great, expected, blessed day,
When countless thousands of our race,
Shall dwell with Christ and him obey.
2. The prophecies must be fulfil'd
Though earth and hell should dare oppose,
The stone out of the mountain cut,
Though unobserved, a kingdom grows.
3. Soon shall be the blended image fall,
Brass, silver, iron, gold and clay;
And superstition's dreadful reign,
To light and liberty give way.
4. In one sweet symphony of praise,
The Jews and Gentiles will unite;
And infidelity, o'ercome,
Return again to endless night.
5. From east to west, from north to south,
The Savior's kingdom shall extend,
And every man in every place,
Shall meet a brother and a friend.
Hymn 6. PM Redeemer of Israel
Joseph Swain / adapted by William W. Phelps (LDS)
1. Redeemer of Israel,
Our only delight,
On whom for a blessing we call;
Our shadow by day,
And our pillar by night,
Our king, our companion, our all.
2. We know he is coming
To gather his sheep,
And plant them in Zion, in love,
For why in the valley
Of death should they weep,
Or alone in the wilderness rove?
3. How long we have wander'd
As strangers in sin,
And cried in the desert for thee!
Our foes have rejoic'd
When our sorrows they've seen;
But Israel will shortly be free.
4. As children of Zion
Good tidings for us:
The tokens already appear;
Fear not and be just,
For the kingdom is ours,
And the hour of redemption is near.
5. The secret of heaven,
The myst'ry below,
That many have sought for so long,
We know that we know,
For the Spirit of Christ,
Tells his servants they cannot be wrong.
Hymn 7. SM See all creation join
William W. Phelps (LDS)
1. See all creation join
To praise the eternal God;
The heavenly hosts begin the song,
And sound his name abroad.
2. The sun with golden beams,
And moon with silver rays;
The starry night, and twinkling flames;
Shine to their Maker's praise.
3. He built those worlds above,
And fix'd their wondrous frame;
By his command they stand or move,
And always speak his name.
4. The fleecy clouds that rise,
Or falling showers or snow;
The thunders rolling round the skies,
His power and glory show.
5. The broad expanse on high,
With all the heavens afford;
The crinkling fire that streaks, the sky,
Unite to praise the Lord.
CHORUS. By all that shines above
His glory is express'd;
But saints that know his endless love,
Should sing his praises best.
Hymn 8. PM O happy souls who pray
1. O happy souls who pray
Where God appoints to hear!
O happy saints who pay
Their constant service there!
We praise him still;
And happy we;
We love the way
To Zion's hill.
2. No burning heats by day,
Nor blasts of evening air,
Shall take our health away,
If God be with us there:
He is our sun,
And he our shade,
To guard the head
By night or noon.
3. God is the only Lord,
Our shield and our defence;
With gifts his hand stor'd:
We draw our blessings thence.
He will bestow
On Jacob's race,
And glory too.
Hymn 9. PM From the regions of glory an angel descended
John F. Clarke / adapted by William W. Phelps (LDS)
1. From the regions of glory an angel descended,
And told the strange news how the babe was attended:
Go, shepherds, and visit this heavenly stranger;
Beneath that bright star, there's your Lord in a manger!
Hallelujah to the Lamb,
Whom our souls may rely on:
We shall see him on earth,
When he brings again Zion.
2. Glad tidings I bring unto you and each nation;
Glad tidings of joy, now behold your salvation:
Arise all ye pilgrims and lift up your voices,
And shout—The Redeemer! while heaven rejoices.
Hallelujah to the Lamb, &c.
3. Let glory to God in the highest be given,
And Glory to God be re-echo'd in heaven;
Around the whole world let us tell the glad story,
And sing of his love, his salvation and glory.
Hallelujah to the Lamb, &c.
4. The kingdom is yours by the will of the Father,
Whose uplifted hand just the righteous will gather,
Before all the wicked will pass as by fire,
The heavens shall shine with the coming Messiah.
Hallelujah to the Lamb, &c.
Hymn 10. LM He died! the great Redeemer died!
Isaac Watts / adapted by William W. Phelps (LDS)
1. He died! the great Redeemer died!
And Israel's daughters wept around;
A solemn darkness veil'd the sky;
A sudden trembling shook the ground!
2. Come saints and drop a tear or two,
For him who groan'd beneath your load:
He shed a thousand drops for you,
A thousand drops of precious blood.
3. Here's love and grief beyond degree;
The Lord of glory died for men!
But lo! what sudden joys were heard,
Jesus though dead's reviv'd again!
4. The rising Lord forsook the tomb,
(In vain the tomb forbid his rise,)
Cherubic legions guard him home,
And shout him welcome to the skies.
5. Wipe off your tears, ye saints and tell
How high your great deliv'rer reigns:
Sing how he triumph'd over hell,
And how he'll bind your foe in chains.
6. Say, "Live forever wond'rous King!
Born to redeem and strong to save!
Then ask the monster-"Where's thy sting?
And where's thy vict'ry, boasting grave?"
Hymn 11. PM Earth with her ten thousand flowers
Thomas Talyor / adapted by William W. Phelps (LDS)
1. Earth with her ten thousand flowers,
Air, with all its beams and showers,
Heaven's infinite expanse;
Ocean's resplendent countenance—
All around, and all above,
Hath this record—God is love.
2. Sounds among the vales and hills,
In the woods and by the rills,
Of the breeze and of the bird,
By the gentle murmur stir'd—
Sacred songs, beneath, above,
Have one Chorus—God is love.
3. All the hopes that sweetly start,
From the fountain of the heart;
All the bliss that ever comes,
To our earthly—human homes—
All the voices from above,
Sweetly whisper—God is love.
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