Folk hymns of America
By: collected and arr. by Annabel Morris Buchanan
Series: Fischer edition, no. 7375
Publisher: J. Fischer
Published: 1938
Place of publication: New York
Language: eng
Number of pages: 94
Subjects: Folk songs, English -- United States; Folk songs, English -- United States -- History and criticism; Hymns, English -- History and criticism
Notes: Bibliography: p. xxxv-xl
Table of contents: title: Salutation (Good morning, brother pilgrim); Rise my soul; Consolation (A morning song); Dunlap's Creek (Sing to the Lord); Suffield (Teach me the measure); Wondrous Love; Garden Hymn (The Lord into His garden); Expression (O Jesus, my Saviour); Pensive dove (O tell me where the dove); Windham (Broad is the road); Exultation (Come away to the skies); Morning Trumpet (O when shall I see); Watts' Lyre (Begin, my soul, th'exalted); Redeeming Grace (Come, all who love); Light (Sometimes a light surprises); Wings of the morning (O Thou almighty); How tedious and tasteless; Samanthra (His voice as the sound); Jesus born in Bethlea; Land of rest-1; Land of rest-2; Christian Union (Brethren all who); Jesus is my friend (There is a heav'n); Saints bound for heaven (Our bondage); Portsmouth (There is a land of living joy); I will Arise (Restoration); Like Noah's weary dove (ninety-third); Road's-Town (Blessed are the sons); The Hebrew children (Where now are the); Drooping souls; Alverson (When pity prompts me); Borzah (Who is this that comes from far); Bright Canaan (O who will come and go); Poor wayfaring stranger; Tribulation (Lord what a wretched land); Heavenly Union (Come, saints and sinners); Tender Thought (Arise, my tend'rest); Christmas Hymn (A virgin unspotted); Calvary's Mountain (Jesus died on); Suffering Saviour (Alas and did my Saviour bleed); Immensity (There is a world); Evening Shade (The day is past); Pisgah (When I can read my title clear); Promised Land (On Jordan's stormy banks); Farewell (Come, Christians; title: or Farewell); Cannan (How decent and how wise); Sion's Security (Glorious things of thee are spoken); Zion's Hill (How beautiful are their feet)