PUBLISHED BY JOHN PUTNAM,
81 CORNHILL

SOLD AT THE DEPOSITORY OF THE N. E. S. S UNION, 79 CORNHILL,

AND BY D. S. KING, No. 1 CORNHILL.

Price $10 per hundred, 12 1-2 cents single.

1842.

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This collection of Social Songs and Melodies, has been made at the repeated solicitations of the friends of Zion. It embraces in addition to others, not before published, those popular and favorite hymns as they were originally sung at the meetings of the Rev. Mr. Knapp, in this city, viz. “Canaan.” “The morning light is breaking.” """ When I can read my title clear." "The Young Convert." "The Judgment Hymn." "Invitation," &c &c.

All who have joined in singing these soul inspiring melodies, and others who as yet are unacquainted with them, will it is believed find them as thus arranged much more convenient, and desirable, than the sheet form in which they have formerly been circulated.

PUBLISHER

Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1842,
BY JOHN PUTNAM,

in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of Massachusetts.

STEREOTYPED BY KIDDER AND WRIGHT, CONGRESS ST.

Awaked by Sinai's awful sound, 42 Loving Kindness,

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The morning light is breaking.

Wesleyan Harp.

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1. The morning light is breaking, The darkness dis-ap-pears,

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The sons

of earth are wak-ing, To pen - i - ten-tial tears;

Each breeze that sweeps the o-cean, Brings ti-dings from a - far,

Of na-tions in

com-mo-tion, Prepared for Zi-on's war.

2. Rich dews of grace come o'er us,
In many a gentle shower,
And brighter scenes before us,
Are opening every hour;
Each cry to Heaven going,
Abundant answers brings,
And heavenly gales are blowing,
With peace upon their wings.
3. See heathen nations bending,
Before the God we love,

And thousand hearts ascending,
In gratitude above:

While sinners now confessing,
The gospel call obey,
And seek the Savior's blessing,
A nation in a day.

4. Blest river of salvation,

Pursue thy onward way,
Flow thou to every nation,
Nor in thy richness stay;
Stay not, till all the lowly
Triumphant reach their home,

Stay not, till all the holy,

Proclaim the Lord has come. re