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Again the Lord of life and light Almighty King of heaven above Behold the Savior of mankind Change me, O God, my flesh shall be Comfort ye, comfort ye, my people Dost thou my earthly comforts slay God of my life, look gently down Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews Hearts of stone, relent, relent Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims Hosanna to the King How tedious and tasteless the hours I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice Immense compassion reigns In the awful state the conquering God In deep distress I oft have cried Indulgent God! with pitying eye I will praise thee every day Jesus becomes at length Jesus! my shepherd and my friend

Jesus, the Savior stands Let all our tongues be one Let everlasting glories crown Let sinners take their course Let us love, and sing, and wonder Lord of the Sabbath, hear our vows Lord, thou hast been our dwelling place My flesh shall slumber in the ground My God, permit me not to be My Redeemer, let me be My Savior God, no voice but thine Nature, with all her powers, shall sing Now for a tune of lofty praise Now let our mournful songs record Now let the Lord my Savior smile Now to the power of God supreme O come let us sing unto the Lord O magnify the Lord with me O praise ye the Lord, prepare your glad voice O tell me no more of this world's vain store

Once more, my soul, the rising day Pardon and grace and boundless love Raise your triumphant songs Remember now, remember thy Creator Rise, says the Prince of mercy, rise Shepherds, rejoice! lift up your eyes Shout, shout for joy, rejoice, O earth Since I have placed my trust in God Sing to the Lord Jehovah's name Sitting by the streams that glide Stoop down, my thoughts, that use to rise The birds without barn This day is God's, let all the land Tis God that lifts our comforts high To God the only wise To Jesus, our exalted Lord What shall I render to my God While shepherds watched their flocks by night With one consent let all the earth Ye boundless realms of joy

 
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• Dearest of all the names above
• Hail Thou King of saints
• Hark! some soft swell pants
• Now may my head be lifted high
• When God revealed his gracious name

 
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Almighty King of heaven above Along the banks where Babel's current flows And must my body faint and die A span is all that we can boast Blest are the humble souls that see Come, said Jesus' sacred voice Dearest of all the names above Dear Lord! behold our sore distress Death, 'tis a melancholy day Descend, ye hosts of angels bright Down from the top of earthly bliss Eternal power, whose high abode Farewell, bright soul, a short farewell Farewell, my friends, I must be gone God! the eternal, awful name Great Father of mankind Hark from the skies! A dreadful sound Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound He comes, the royal Conqueror comes He dies! The friend of sinners dies He sends his word, and melts the snow How long wilt thou forget me, Lord? How soon, alas! must summer's sweets decay I'm not ashamed to own my Lord Indulgent God, with pitying eyes In the full choir a broken string

It is the Lord, our Maker's hand Jehovah reigns, his throne is high Let all the earth-born race Life is a span, a fleeting hour Lord, I am vile, conceived in sin Loud let the tuneful trumpet sound Loud to the Prince of heaven Mankind must all return to dust My sorrows, like a flood Naked as from the earth we came Not to condemn the sons of men Now clouds the wintry skies deform Now let our mournful songs record Now shall my inward joys arise Now to the Lord a noble song Our moments fly apace Our moments fly apace Our sins, alas! How strong they are Save me, O God, the dwelling floods See from the dungeon of the dead See the Lord of glory dying See where he languished on the cross Shall the vile race of flesh and blood Shout to the Lord, ye surging seas Since I have placed my trust in God Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands

Sing to the Lord, ye heavenly hosts Teach me the measure of my days Thee we adore, eternal name The gentle breeze which through the grove The little hills, on every side The Lord Jehovah reigns The Lord hath eyes to give the blind The Lord, the Sovereign, sends his summons forth There is a house not made with hands There is a land of pure delight These glorious minds, how bright they shine The spirits of the just The swelling billows know their bounds The voice of my Beloved sounds Think, mighty God, on feeble man Thou refuge of my weary soul Throned on a cloud our God shall come Thus saith the high and lofty one 'Tis finished, so the Savior cried 'Twas spring, 'Twas summer, all was gay When I survey the wondrous cross Why do we mourn departing friends With flowing eyes and bleeding hearts Your harps, ye trembling saints

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A virgin unspotted Ah! Lovely appearance of death All is hush, the battle's o'er All over lovely is my Lord and God All you who make the law your choice Almighty God, eternal King Almighty God, whose boundless sway And I saw a mighty angel And must this body die Anthem for charity meetings Arise and hail the sacred day As pants the hart for cooling streams As shepherds in darkness were guarding their sheep As the hart panteth At Thy command, our dearest Lord Awake my soul, awake mine eyes Awake my soul, awake mine eyes Awake, my heart; arise, my tongue Awake, my soul, awake Awake, our souls; away, our fears Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme Behold, how good and joyful a thing Behold, the glories of the Lamb Behold, the glories of the Lamb Behold, the lofty sky Behold, the lofty sky Behold the splendor, hear the shout Behold what wondrous grace Blest be the everlasting God Bright King of glory, dreadful God By the rivers of Watertown Canaan promised is before Children of the heavenly King Come see the wonders, see the wonders Come, let us join our cheerful songs Come, let us join our cheerful songs Come, let us sing unto the Lord Come ye lovers of the Lamb David, the king, was grieved and moved Death cannot make our souls afraid Death, O the awful sound Death, with his warrant in his hand Dear Lord! Behold our sore distress Death may dissolve my body now Deep in our hearts let us record Erect your heads, eternal gates Except the Lord build the house Father of mercies, thou From all that dwell below the skies From lowest depths of woe Glorious Jesus, Thy dear name to praise: Great God, how frail a thing is man Great is the Lord God, the thunder's His voice Greatly beloved, of God approved Hail! Sacred Music hail Happy the man whose tender care Hark! From the tombs, a doleful sound Hark! Hark! Hear you not He dies, the heavenly lover dies Hear my prayer, O Lord Hear my prayer, O Lord, my God Hear, hear, O heavens He reigns! The Lord, the Savior reigns Here is a song, which doth belong He's come, let every knee be bent High in the heavens, eternal God How beauteous are their feet How charmingly sounds the word of the Lord How glorious is our heavenly King How glorious is our heavenly King

How good and pleasant must it be How long, O Lord, shall I complain How long, O Lord, shall I complain How long wilt Thou conceal Thy face How long wilt Thou forget me, Lord How pleasant 'tis to see How pleased and blest was I How short and hasty are our lives How vast must their advantage be How vast must their advantage be I am come into my garden I am the Rose of Sharon I heard a great voice from heaven I lift my soul to God I'll praise my Maker with my breath I love the Lord because He hath heard the voice of my prayer In anger, Lord, rebuke me not In deep distress I oft have cried In vain the wealthy mortals toil In vain we lavish out our lives Is any afflicted, let him pray I will love Thee, I will love Thee Jehovah reigns, his throne is high Jesus Christ is risen today Jesus, the Savior from above Jesus, Thy name we praise Join all the glorious names Joy to the world! the Lord is come Just are Thy ways, and true Thy word Let all the heathen Writers join Let angels above, and saints here below Let diff'ring nations join to celebrate Let every mortal ear attend Let every mortal ear attend Let every mortal ear attend Let horrid jargon fill the air Let mortal tongues attempt to sing Let mortal tongues attempt to sing Let sinners take their course Let the old heathen tune their song Let the shrill trumpet’s warlike voice Let tyrants shake their iron rod Life is the time to serve the Lord Lift up your eyes, ye sons of light Like sheep we went astray Lo, he cometh; countless trumpets Look up and see the unwearied sun Lord, hear the voice of my complaint Lord, how secure and blest are they Lord, in the morning Thou shalt hear Lord of the worlds above Lord, what a feeble piece Lord, when thou didst ascend on high Lord, who's the happy man that may Majestic God, our muse inspire Majestic God, when I descry Majestic God, when I descry Man has a soul of vast desires Methinks I see an heav'nly host Methinks I see an heav'nly host Methinks I see my Saviour dear Mourn, mourn, mourn, mourn Mourn, mourn, ye saints My beloved haste away My flesh shall slumber in the ground My friends, I am going a long journey My God, how many are my fears My God, how many are my fears My God, my life, my love My God, my life, my love

My God, what inward grief I feel My Redeemer, let me be My righteous judge, my gracious God My Savior and my King My Savior, my almighty Friend My soul the great Creator Praise No more, my God, I boast no more Not to condemn the sons of men Not to our names, Thou only just and true Now shall my head be lifted high Now shall my inward joy arise Now shall my inward joys arise Now to the power of God supreme Now to the Lord, that makes us know O all ye nations, praise the Lord O clap your hands and shout for joy O God, my heart is fixed O God, Thou hast been displeased O happy nation, where the Lord O how doth God our souls surprise O Lord, our fathers oft have told O love! What a secret to mortals thou art O praise God, praise him in his holiness O praise the Lord of heaven O praise the Lord with one consent O praise ye the Lord, prepare your glad voice Once more, my soul, the rising day On Thee who dwells above the skies O thou to whom all creatures bow Our Father who in heaven art Our Father who in heaven art Praise, everlasting praise, be paid Praise ye the Lord, 'tis good to raise Rejoice, the Lord is king Rejoice, ye shining worlds on high Remember, Lord, our mortal state Return, O God of love, return Salvation! O, the joyful sound Samuel the priest gave up the ghost Sanctify a fast Shall we go on to sin Shall we go on to sin Shall wisdom cry aloud Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive Since I have placed my trust in God Sing praises to the Lord Sing the triumphs of your conquering Sing to the Lord a new-made song Sing to the Lord Jehovah's name Sing ye merrily Sweet is the memory of Thy grace Sweet is the work, my God, my King Teach me the measure of my days That man is blest who stands in awe The beauty of Israel is slain The God of glory sends His summons forth The heavens declare the glory of God The heavens declare Thy glory, Lord The Lord almighty is a God The Lord descended from above The Lord descended from above The Lord Himself, the mighty Lord The Lord is king, and is clothed with majesty The Lord is ris'n indeed The Lord my pasture shall prepare Thee will I laud, my God and King The Eternal speaks, all heaven attends There is a land of pure delight The states, O Lord, with songs of praise They that go down to the sea in ships Think, mighty God, on feeble man

Those glorious minds, how bright they shine Those glorious minds, how bright they shine Thou art my blest portion, Thou dear Nazarene Thou, O God, art praised in Zion Thou whom my soul admires above Though beauty grace the comely face Through all the changing scenes of life Thus far the Lord has led me on Thus saith the first, the great command Thus saith the high, the lofty one Thus saith the Ruler of the skies Time, what an empty vapor ’tis Time, what an empty vapor 'tis Tis by the faith of joys to come To bless Thy chosen race To God the Father, God the Son, and God the Spirit To God the mighty Lord, your joyful thanks repeat To God, the great, the ever-blessed To God the only wise To Him who chose us first To spend one sacred day To Thee I made my cry To Thee the tuneful anthem soars To thine almighty arm we owe Twas on that dark, that doleful night Vain are the hopes the sons of men Vital spark of heav’nly flame Wake ev'ry breath and every string Was not the day dark and gloomy We are met for a concert of modern invention We celebrate the praise today We love Thee, Lord, and we adore What beauties divine What if the saint must die When I my inward guilt suppressed When I my various blessings see When I with pleasing wonder stand When Jesus wept, a falling tear When Jesus wept, a falling tear When the fierce north wind with his airy forces When the Lord turned again When we, our wearied limbs to rest Where are the mourners While shepherds watched their flocks by night While shepherds watched their flocks by night Who is this that cometh from Edom Who shall the Lord's elect condemn Who shall the Lord's elect condemn Why did the nations join to slay Why do we mourn departing friends With earnest longings of the mind Ye boundless realms of joy Ye boundless realms of joy Ye boundless realms of joy Ye holy souls, in God rejoice Ye holy souls, in God rejoice Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim Ye slumb'ring saints, a heav'nly host Ye sons of men, a feeble race Ye that delight to serve the Lord Ye tribes of Adam, join

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• Life is a span, a fleeting hour
• Our sins, alas! how strong they be

 
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Alas, the brittle clay Awake, my soul, to sound his praise Blow ye the trumpet, blow Come, let our voices join to raise Come sound his praise abroad Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched Death! 'Tis a melancholy day Deep in our hearts let us record Far as thy name is known God of my salvation, hear

Great God, the heav'ns well-ordered frame Hail that happy morn, so glorious Hosanna to the Prince of light How pleasant 'tis to see I'll praise my Maker with my breath Mine eyes and my desire My flesh shall slumber in the ground My never-ceasing songs shall show My Savior and my King My sorrows, like a flood

Not to our names, Thou only just and true Of justice and of grace I sing O God, to whom revenge belongs Return, O God of love, return Teach me the measure of my days The Eternal speaks, all heaven attends The God of glory sends his summons forth Thy words the raging wind control Twas from thy hand, my God, I came Ye that delight to serve the Lord

 
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Behold, I bring you tidings Hail the day that saw him rise Hail the day that saw him rise

I'll praise my maker with my breath Loud hallelujahs to the Lord O Lord, our heavenly King

O Lord, revive Thy work O Lord, Thou hast searched me out The states, O Lord, with songs of praise

 
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Ah! whither should I go All glory to God in the sky Am I a soldier of the cross Awake, Jerusalem, awake As on the cross the Savior hung Blow ye the trumpet, blow Come let us anew Our journey renew Come, my friends, and taste with me Come, my soul, and let us try Come, O thou traveler unknown Come on, my partners in distress Come, thou fount of every blessing Come ye sinners, poor and needy From all that dwell delow the skies From all that's mortal, all that's vain God of my salvation, hear Hail, ye sighing sons of sorrow Hark, how the gospel trumpet sounds He comes! He comes! to judge the world

How happy every child of grace Jesus, let thy pitying eye Jesus, lover of my soul Lamb of God for sinners slain Lamb of God for sinners slain Let every saint above Lo, he comes with clouds descending Lo! he cometh, countless trumpets Long had the voice of prophecy foretold Lord! what a wretched land is this My God, the spring of all my joys My soul, triumphant in the Lord Now let our lips with holy fear O glorious hope of perfect love O tell me no more O tell me no more O thou, in whose presence my soul takes delight On Jordan's stormy banks I stand Our journey is a thorny maze

Rejoice for a brother deceased Rejoice for a brother deceased Remember, sinful youth, you must die Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings Shepherds, rejoice, lift up your eyes Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive Still out of the deepest abyss The day is past and gone The Lord my pasture shall prepare This life's a dream, an empty show Tis Jesus protects me, my fears now remove Twas on that dark, that doleful night Weary souls, who wander wide When thou my righteous Judge shall come With earnest longings of the mind With glorious clouds encompassed round Ye worlds of light, that roll so near

 
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Alas! And did my Savior bleed Come thou fount of every blessing

Grace! tis a charming sound O tell me no more

Sweet is the work, my God, my King When I can read my title clear

 
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How short and hasty is our life I love the Lord, because he is kind Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray

Lord, what is man, poor feeble man Praise ye the Lord, my heart shall join Shall we go on to sin

What shall I render to my God When the great Builder arched the skies

 
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• This life's a dream, an empty show
• God's temple crowns the holy mount
• My thoughts surmount these lower skies

 
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Arise, my tenderest thoughts, arise Awake, our souls, and bless his name Burst, ye emerald gates, and bring Come friends and relations, let's join heart and hand Come, ye that love the Lord How condescending and how kind

I love thee, my Savior, I love thee, my Lord Thou man of griefs, remember me My God, my life, my love No sleep or slumber to his eyes O were I like a feathered dove Saw ye my Savior

Sweet is the day of sacred rest The Son of Man they did betray There is a land of pleasure Twas on that dark, that doleful night When winter is over and spring is begun

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• God is our refuge in distress
• Thou giver of my life and joy
• Ye tribes of Adam, join

 
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Alas, my aching heart Along the banks where Babel's current flows And can this mighty King And is the lovely shadow fled And now the scales have left mine eyes Awake, my soul, and with the sun Be merciful, O God, to me Blest is the man whose piercing mind Broad is the road that leads to death Come, dearest Lord, descend and dwell Come, let us sing unto the Lord Come, let us join our cheerful songs Come, let us sing unto the Lord Content, thou dear desire of all our desires Death! 'Tis a melancholy day Descend from heaven, celestial Dove Down headlong from their native skies Fare you well, my friends Father, we wait to feel thy grace Give thanks aloud to God God in the great assembly stands God's temple crowns the holy mount Great God, attend, while Zion sings Great God, the heavens' well-ordered frame Great God, whom heavenly hosts obey Greatly beloved Had not the Lord, may Israel say Hail the day that saw him rise Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound Hear, O heavens

Hence from my soul, my sins, depart He reigns! the Lord, the Savior reigns He reigns! the Lord, the Savior reigns How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord How pleasant 'tis to see I beheld and lo! a great multitude I in the burying place may see Jesus is gone above the skies Let every creature join Let sinners take their course Let those who bear the Christian name Lift up your heads, O ye gates Lo! what a glorious sight appears Man has a soul of vast desires Mark how it snows! How fast the valley fills Mourn, mourn ye saints, as if you see My friends, I am going a long and tedious My lot is fallen in that blest land No sleep nor slumber to his eyes Not to our names, thou only just and true Now after these things O all ye nations, praise the Lord O come, loud anthems let us sing O, if my soul were formed for woe O Israel's shepherd, Joseph's guide O Jesus my hope O praise the Lord with one consent O sing unto the Lord Often I seek my Lord by night Our days, alas! our mortal days

Rejoice, ye shining worlds on high Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive Silent I waited with long-suffering love Sing to the Lord a new-made song Sleep! downy sleep! come close my eyes Some trust in horses trained for war Speak, O ye judges of the earth Sun, moon and stars convey thy praise Sweet is the day of sacred rest Teach me the measure of my days Teach us, O Lord, how frail is man The joyful day is coming on There was an hour when Christ rejoiced The sun may set beyond the main Touch, heavenly Word, O touch Twas by an order from the Lord We are a garden walled around Weary world, when will it end Welcome, sweet day of rest Welcome, sweet day of rest What if the saint must die What shall I render to my God When God revealed his gracious name When marching to thy blest abode Whom then in heaven, but thee alone Why do we mourn departing friends Why dost thou sit solitary Ye nations round the world, rejoice Ye sons of Adam, vain and young

And can this mighty King He reigns! the Lord, the Savior reigns I cry till all my voice be gone Joy to the world! The Lord is come

Lord, what a feeble piece Save me, O God; the swelling flood There is a house not made with hands

This life's a dream, an empty show Through every age, eternal God Welcome, sweet day of rest

 
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• Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings
• Let every creature join

 
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And let our bodies part Bright scenes of glory strike my sense Burst, ye emerald gates, and bring Come all who love my Lord and Master

Hark! the Redeemer, from on high How sweet the name of Jesus sounds I am a great complainer Mercy, O thou son of David

O come and dwell with me O when shall I see Jesus Our sins, alas! how strong they be Sweet rivers of redeeming love Thou man of griefs, remember me

 
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A blooming paradise of joy Again the Lord of life and light All hail the power of Jesus' name Angels are lost in sweet surprise Angels, roll the rock away Another six days' work is done Arise, my soul, my joyful powers Arise, my tender thoughts, arise Arise, my tenderest thoughts, arise Around the bloody tree As Jesus stood on Tabor's mound As lost in lonely grief I tread As pants the hart for cooling streams Attend, ye saints, and hear me tell Awake, my heart; arise, my tongue Awake, our souls, away, our fears Begin, my soul, th' exalted lay Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme Behold, the grace appears Behold the rising dawn appear Behold the rose of Sharon here Beside the gospel pool Bless God, O my soul, rejoice in His name Come, all ye lovers of the Lamb Come, dearest Lord, descend and dwell Come, happy souls, approach your God Come, said Jesus' sacred voice Come, thou fount of every blessing Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched Dearest of all the names above Dear fountain of delight unknown Death, 'tis a melancholy day Death will dissolve the tenderest tie Deep in a cold, a joyless cell Descend from heaven, immortal Dove Descend, Holy Spirit, the Dove Did Christ for sinners weep Early, my God, without delay Earth has detained me prisoner long Eternal Wisdom, Thee we praise Eternal wisdom was prepared Fair as a blooming, tender flower Far, far beyond these lower skies Far from the world, O Lord, I flee Father divine, before Thy view Father, I bless Thy gentle hand Father of mercies! In Thy word Father of our feeble race Fairest of all the lights above Forgive the song that falls so low From heaven the loud, the angelic song From my sad prison set me free From the first dawning light Give me the wings of faith to rise Go, worship at Immanuel's feet God of eternity, from Thee God of mercy, God of love God of my life, look gently down Great Father of mankind Great is the Lord, and greatly to be praised Great King in Zion, Lord of all Had I the tongue of Greeks and Jews Hail! hail music Happy the church, thou sacred place Hark! the herald angels sing Hark! 'Tis the trumpet's piercing sound Hark! what distant music Hear my cry, hear my cry He spake, and heaven's high arches rang

Hosanna to the Prince of light How amiable are Thy tabernacles How did my heart rejoice to hear How doth Thy word my heart engage How full of anguish is the thought How oft have sin and Satan strove How sweet and aweful is the place I am confined to earth no more I am the Savior, the Almighty God I hear the voice of woe I'll praise my Maker with my breath I'll praise my Maker with my breath I love Thy habitation, Lord I'm not ashamed to own my Lord In the soft season of thy youth I sing my Savior's wondrous death It cost Him cries and tears It grieves me, Lord, it grieves me sore I will praise Thee, O Lord my God Jehovah reigns! Let every nation hear Jehovah speaks Jehovah, with amazing noise Jesus! and shall it ever be Jesus, my Savior and my Lord Jesus shall reign where-e'er the sun Jesus, where-e'er Thy people meet Joy to the world, the Lord is come Keep silence, all created things King of Salem, bless my soul Let every creature join Let flowing numbers sweetly rise Life has a soft and silver thread Light of those whose dreary dwelling Lo, I am with you, saith the Lord Lord of the worlds above Lord, I'm ashamed to say Lord, 'tis against Thy face Lord, when my raptured thoughts survey Lo, what an entertaining sight Man has a soul of vast desires Man that is born of a woman My God, my King, Thy various praise My God, my King, Thy various praise My God, my life, my love My God, permit me not to be My God, the steps of pious men My God, when-e'er my longing heart My harp untuned, and laid aside My heart and soul cry out for Thee My Savior, my almighty friend My song shall bless the Lord of all My soul, come meditate the day My soul lies cleaving to the dust My soul, now arise, My passions, take wing Nature, with all her powers, shall sing Not from the dust afflictions grow No war or battles' sound Now can my soul in God rejoice Now let our voices join Now let the Lord my savior smile Now let us raise our cheerful strains Now may soft slumbers close my eyes Now shall my inward joys arise Now to the Lord, who makes us know Now to the shining realms above Now to Thy altar, O my God O bless the Lord, my soul O praise ye the Lord, prepare a new song O, the delights, the heavenly joys

O, the sweet wonders of that cross Of all the gifts Thine hand bestows Of all the joys that mortals know Once more, my soul, the rising day Out of the deeps of long distress O what a happy, happy day Pale sorrow folds me in her arms Praise to God, immortal praise Praise to God, the great Creator Say, radiant seraph, throned in light See the noon-day clothed in darkness Send comforts down from Thy right hand Shepherds, rejoice, lift up your eyes Sing to the Lord a new-made song Some seraph, lend your heavenly tongue Soon shall I quit this mortal shore Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears Sweet is the work, my God, my King Take down thy long neglected harp The Almighty spake, and Gabriel sped The fountain of Christ The God of glory sends His summons forth The hill of Zion yields The Lord Jehovah reigns The Lord of glory reigns, he reigns on high The opening heavens around me shine There is a land of pure delight The saints should never be dismayed The Savior calls, let every ear The sound of the harp ceaseth The uplifted eye, and bended knee Think, mighty God, on feeble man This is the glorious day This life's a dream, an empty show Thy mercy sweetens every soil 'Tis a point I long to know 'Tis thine, sweet power To bless Thy chosen race To keep the lamp alive Too many, Lord, abuse Thy grace To this dear Surety's hand Up to Thy throne, almighty King Welcome, sweet day of rest We've found the rock, the travelers cried What is the world, with all its toys What mighty man, or mighty God When conscious grief laments sincere When faith presents the Savior's death When first the God of boundless might When gladness wings my favored hour When God restored our captive state When God revealed His gracious name When midnight darkness veils the skies When some kind shepherd from his fold When verdure clothes the fertile vale When with my mind devoutly pressed While of Thy absence we complain While some on me with wonder gaze Why do we mourn departing friends Why is my heart so far from Thee Why, O my soul, why weepest thou Why should the children of a King Winter has a joy for me With pleasing grief and mournful joy Worthy the Lamb that died, they cry Ye dying sons of men Ye heavenly gates, loose all your chains Ye nymphs of Solima

Adieu to earth with all your joy Alas, how fast our moments fly Alas, the brittle clay All ye bright armies of the skies All-glorious God, what hymns of praise Almighty God! to thee And can this mighty King And let this feeble body fail And why will God neglect my call Angels, roll the rock away Awake, my soul, to sound his praise Behold the friend of sinners dies Behold the glories of the Lamb Blest are the souls that hear and know Blest is the man, forever blest Dear Lord! behold our sore distress Death, like an overflowing stream Deep in our hearts let us record Eternal power! whose high abode Farewell! A sad, a long farewell Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone Give thanks to God most high Glory to God the Father's name

God of my mercy and my praise Great God, while nature speaks thy praise Great Shepherd of thine Israel Hard heart of mine, O that the Lord Have mercy, Lord, on me Hear what the voice from heaven declares How shall the young secure their hearts I'll praise my Maker with my breath Indulgent God, with pitying eye In vain we lavish out our lives Jesus the Lord forever reigns Jesus, with all the saints above Let God the Father live Life is the time to serve the Lord Lo, he comes, in clouds descending Lord, hear the voice of my complaint Lord, if thou dost not soon appear Lord, thou hast seen my soul sincere Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray Lord, we have heard thy works of old My sorrows, like a flood My thoughts surmount these lower skies My trust is in my heavenly Friend

Naked as from the earth we came No more, my God, I boast no more No sleep nor slumber to his eyes No songs of triumph now be sung Now let our lips with holy fear Now let the Lord my Savior smile Now plead my cause, almighty God O all ye nations, praise the Lord O blessed souls are they O God of mercy, hear my cry O how distressing was the scene O Lord, to our request give ear O! the delights, the heavenly joys Praise waiteth for thee Praise ye the Lord, our God to praise Praise ye the Lord, our God to praise Shall we go on to sin Shout to the Lord, and let our joys Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive Sing to the Lord Jehovah's name Sing the triumphs of your conquering Sing to the Lord Jehovah's name So fly our months and years

Stoop down, my thoughts, that use to rise The God of mercy be adored The Lord Jehovah reigns The Lord, the Sovereign, sends The scattered clouds are fled at last This is the day when Christ arose This spacious earth is all the Lord's Though troubles assail Thou sacred one, almighty three Thou wilt reveal the paths of life Thus saith the Ruler of the skies Thy pardoning love, so free, so sweet Thy wonted goodness, Lord, repeat Too mean this little globe for me What is our God, or what his name When shall the sovereign grace Why will ye die, O wretched man Ye heavens, with sounds of triumph ring Ye that delight to serve the Lord Ye that obey the immortal King

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Ah! whither shall I go All glory to the Father be Almighty love inspires my heart with sacred fire Am I a soldier of the cross And is the lovely shadow fled And must I be to judgment brought Arise my dear love Attend ye saints and hear me tell Away, my doubts, be gone, my fears Begone unbelief Behold! with awful pomp Brief life is here our portion Children of the heavenly King Come all ye dear souls, who are of Adam’s loin Come all ye mourning pilgrims now Come all ye poor sinners that from Adam came Come all ye saints and sinners near Come all ye weary travelers Come and taste along with me Come away to the skies Come brethren and sisters that love my dear Lord Come friends and relations, let's join heart and hand Come, Lord, and help me to rejoice Come, thou fount of every blessing Come, we that love the Lord Come, we that love the Lord Come, ye Christians, sing the praises Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched Come ye that love the Lord indeed Encouraged by thy word Enlisted in the cause of sin

From the third heaven, where God resides Give ear to me, ye sons of men God's power and wisdom is displayed Hallelujah through the nations Hark! ye mortals, hear the trumpet Head of the church triumphant How can I sleep, when angels sing How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord How long, dear Savior, O how long How lost was my condition How tedious and tasteless the hours How vain are all things here below Ill tidings never can surprise In heavenly choirs a question rose I set myself against the Lord Jerusalem, my happy home Jerusalem, my happy home Jesus, grant us all a blessing Jesus, our great high priest, was slain Jesus, thy blessings are not few Let Christ the glorious lover Let strife forever cease Lord, I can suffer thy rebukes Mine eyes are now closing to rest My days, my weeks, my months, my years Now in a song of grateful praise O Jesus my savior, to thee I submit O glorious hope of perfect love O happy souls, how fast you go O Jesus, my Savior, to thee I submit O love divine, how sweet thou art

O now begin the heavenly theme O! that some kind one would tell me O when shall I see Jesus Remember, sinful youth Savior, I do feel thy merit Savior, visit thy plantation Shall we go on to sin Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands That glorious day is drawing near That name to me sounds ever sweet The fields are all white, the harvest is near The great God of love has shown us the way The great tremendous day's approaching The Lord of glory sends his summons forth The man that views his guilt and sin The reason we love friendship The tree of life my soul hath seen The voice of free grace cries 'scape to the mountains Though troubles assail Thou God of glorious majesty Through all this world below Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song To him who did salvation bring Vain, delusive world, adieu Wandering pilgrims, mourning Christians Well met, dear friends, in Jesus' name When pity prompts me to look round Who has believed thy word Young man, indulge thy passion

 
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Angels, roll the rock away As on some lonely building's top As on some lonely building's top Awake the trumpet's piercing sound Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove Come, let is join our cheerful songs Death, like an overflowing stream Gabriel, the herald of the skies

How pleased and blest was I Jesus shall reign where-e'er the sun Life is a span, a fleeting hour Loud hallelujahs to the Lord Loud hallelujahs to the Lord Mighty God, while angels bless thee Now in the heat of youthful blood Now let our mournful songs record Now shall my head be lifted high Oft have I sat in secret sighs

O God of grace and righteousness Our moments fly apace Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive Since God is all my trust The Lord Jehovah reigns This is the glorious day When we, our wearied limbs to rest Ye sons of men, with joy record

 
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Alas! and did my Savior bleed Alas, the brittle clay Alas, the cruel spear Before the rosy dawn of day Behold, the Judge descends, his guards are nigh Come, let us sing a new made song Come, sound his praise abroad Come, thou almighty King Death, like an overflowing flood Descend from heaven, immortal Dove Did Christ for sinners die Early, my God, without delay Far from our friends and country dear Fear not, said he, for mighty dread From all that dwell below the skies Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound Hearts of stone, relent, relent He formed the deeps unknown He framed the globe, he built the sky How beauteous are their feet How pleasant 'tis to see How pleased and blest was I How pleased and blest was I How shall I praise the eternal God

How tedious and tasteless the hours I'll praise by maker with my breath In all my vast concerns with thee In every land begin the song In vain the noisy crowd I send the joys of earth away Jesus, my all, to heaven has gone Let every creature join Let every creature join Let every creature join Let party names no more Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing Lord of the worlds above Lord of the worlds above Lord, I am vile, conceived in sin Lord, I can suffer thy rebukes My days are as the grass My Savior and my King My sorrows, like a flood My soul, come meditate the day My soul lies cleaving to the dust Nature, she shows her weeping eyes No more beneath the oppressive hand Now be still, ye boisterous passions

O come let us join O God, to whom revenge belongs Our moments fly apace Our sins, alas! How strong they be O wash my soul from every sin Revive our drooping faith Save me, O God, the swelling floods Since God is all my trust So fades the lovely, blooming flower Some walk in honor's gaudy show Sweet is the work, my God, my King Sweet spirit, if thy airy sleep The day is past and gone The God of glory sends his summons forth The Lord my Shepherd is Thousands of journeys, night and day To bring the glorious news To our Almighty Maker, God What solemn sounds the ear invade When God, our leader, shines in arms When men grow bold in wicked ways Why do we mourn departing friends

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Come, thou fount of every blessing Glorious things of thee are spoken How tedious and tasteless the hours Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone My gracious redeemer I'll love

My soul forsakes her vain delight O for a sweet inspiring ray O how I have longed for the coming of God O how I have longed for the coming of God Sweet is the day of sacred rest

Through all this world below Thus, as down a lone valley with cedars o'er-spread Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song Why do we mourn departing friends

 
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• Alas, and did my Savior bleed
• O for a glance of heavenly day

 
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And must this body die Come, let us join our cheerful songs Come, my Beloved, haste away Firm was my health, my day was bright Give to the Lord immortal praise How short and hasty is our life Indulgent God! with pitying eyes Infinite grief! amazing woe

Is this the kind return Jesus, who died a world to save Lo! what an entertaining sight My soul, repeat his praise Not from the dust affliction grows O Lord, thou art my God O praise ye the Lord, prepare your glad voice O tell me no more

Our sins, alas! how strong they be Rejoice, ye shining worlds on high The saints shall flourish in his days To bless thy chosen race To God I cried with mournful voice To spend one sacred day When overwhelmed with grief Ye nations round the world, rejoice

 
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Bright scenes of glory strike my sense Come all you weary travelers How splendid shines the morning star

Jerusalem, my happy home When I can read my title clear

 
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• Now shall my inward joys arise

 
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How pleasant tis to see Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear

O for a shout of sacred joy Say, Live for ever, wondrous King

Shall we go on to sin Shout to the Lord, and let our joys

 
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Awake, arise, behold thou hast Behold, the Savior of mankind Come lead me to some lonely shade Hence from my soul, sad thoughts, begone

My flesh shall slumber in the ground My Savior, my almighty friend Our life contains a thousand springs Out of the deeps of long distress

Return, O God of love, return Spare us, O Lord, aloud we pray

 
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Come sound his praise abroad Death, like an overflowing stream

Early, my God, without delay Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I

My soul lies cleaving to the dust Ye tribes of Adam, join

 
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• Give to our God immortal praise
• With earnest longings of the mind

 
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And am I only born to die? Arise, my gracious God Awake, ye saints, to praise your King Behold, the Judge descends, his guards are nigh Bless, O my soul, the living God Broad is the road that leads to death By nature all have gone astray Come, let our voices join to raise Death, like an overflowing stream Deep in our hearts let us record Disciples of Christ, ye friends of the Lamb False are the men of high degree Far as Thy name is known Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone God, my supporter and my hope Great God, the heav'ns' well-ordered frame Great shepherd of Thine Israel Had not the Lord, may Israel say Hail the day that saw Him rise Happy the city, where their sons Hark! From the tombs a doleful sound Hark! The Redeemer, from on high Hear our prayer, O Lord our God He dies! The heavenly lover dies He gives the grazing ox his meat His hoary frost, His fleecy snow How did my heart rejoice to hear How long wilt Thou forget me, Lord? How pleasant 'tis to see How pleasant 'tis to see

I am not concerned to know I know that my Redeemer lives I send the joys of earth away It is better to go I wait for Thy salvation, Lord Jesus shall reign where-e'er the sun Join all the glorious names Let a broad stream with golden sands Let strangers walk around Let tyrants shake their iron rod Life, like a vain amusement, flies Like fruitful showers of rain Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear Lord of the worlds above Lord of the worlds above Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I Lo, what an entertaining sight Might I enjoy the meanest place within Thy house Mine eyes and my desire are ever to the Lord Mourn, mourn, ye saints, who once did see My God, permit my tongue My refuge is the God of love My soul lies cleaving to the dust My soul, come meditate the day My thoughts, that often mount the skies No, I shall envy them no more Now begin the heavenly theme Now shall my head be lifted high O all ye nations, praise the Lord O praise the Lord, O my soul

O that the Lord would guide my ways O wash my soul from every sin Out of the deeps of long distress Say, mighty love, and teach my song See what a living stone Shall the vile race of flesh and blood Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands Sinners, awake betimes Soldiers of Christ, arise Soon as I heard my Father say Stoop down my thoughts, that use to rise Sweet is the day of sacred rest Sweet is the work, my God and King That man is blest, who stands in awe The God of glory sends His summons forth The law by Moses came The Lord, the Judge, his churches warns Thee we adore, eternal name The world's foundations by His hand Think, mighty God, on feeble man This life's a dream, an empty show 'Tis with a mournful pleasure now To God the Father, God the Son Welcome, sweet day of rest, that saw the Lord arise When God revealed His gracious name When man grows bold in sin While shepherds watched their flocks Who shall the Lord's elect condemn Why did the nations join to slay

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• Jesus, and shall it ever be
• O, if my soul were formed for woe
• Sing, all ye nations, to the Lord

 
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Awake, our souls, away, our fears Bless, O Lord, the opening year Day of judgment, day of wonders Erect your heads, eternal gates From all that dwell below the skies

Great God, the heavens' well-ordered frame My God, my God, why leavest Thou me On Jordan's stormy banks I stand Sweet is the day of sacred rest The God of Abraham praise

The Lord, how fearful is his name The Lord my shepherd is The Lord, the Judge, before His throne Thou great and sovereign Lord of all When shall Thy lovely face be seen

 
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• Alas, the brittle clay
• Am I a soldier of the cross
• That awful day will surely come
• Unto us a child is born

 
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All honor and praise Along the banks where Babel's As pants the hart for cooling streams Attend our armies to the fight Awake, my soul, to sound his praise Behold, I fall before Thy face Come, let us join our cheerful songs Come, thou almighty King Deep in our hearts let us record Eternal source of every joy From all that dwell below the skies God counts the sorrows of his saints God counts the sorrows of his saints

God of my life, look gently down Great God, to thy almighty love Great God, whose universal sway He called for darkness, darkness came He framed the globe, He built the sky Hosanna to Jesus on high How sweet the voice, how sweet the hand Infinite grief! Amazing woe Let the shrill trumpet's warlike sound Meet and right it is to sing Methinks I hear the heavens resound My Savior and my King My sorrows, like a flood

My soul, thy great Creator praise Now for a tune of lofty praise Now to the Lord a noble song O come let us join Oft I am told the muse will prove O God, my heart is fully bent Our days are as the grass Rejoice, ye shining worlds on high Return, O God of love, return Sure there's a righteous God Sweet is the work, my God, my King The God of glory sends his summons forth The lofty pillars of the sky

The Lord Jehovah reigns The Lord my Shepherd is The Lord reigneth, let the earth rejoice The voice of my beloved sounds Think, mighty God, on feeble man Tis by thy strength the mountains stand Uncertain life, how soon it flies Wandering pilgrims, mourning Christians When marching to thy blest abode Why do we mourn departing friends Ye birds of lofty wing Ye sons of men with joy, record Ye tribes of Adam, join

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A day of feasting I ordain Alas, the brittle clay Behold, the lofty sky Behold the Rose of Sharon here Come then, O my soul, meditate on that day Death may dissolve my body now Death, with his warrant in his hand Far be thine honor spread He framed the globe, he built the sky He sends his word, and melts the snow

Here is a song, which doth belong Hovering among the leaves there stands How heavy is the night How pleased and blest was I If your heart is unbelieving Let every mortal ear attend Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I My refuge is the God of love No more shall atheists mock his long delay Our moments fly apace

Say, mighty love, and teach my song Shepherds, rejoice! lift up your eyes That awful day will surely come The Lord hath eyes to give the blind The rising morning can't assure The shining worlds on high The watchmen join their voice Twas on that dark and mournful night With reverence let the saints appear Wide as the world is thy command

 
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As pants the hart for cooling streams Behold, array'd in light, and by divine command Descend, immortal muse, inspire my song From my youth up, may Israel say Great High Priest, we view thee stooping Hold not thy peace, O Lord our God How beauteous are their feet How long wilt thou conceal thy face Jesus, Lord of life and peace Jesus, our triumphant head

Join all the glorious names Know ye not that a great man hath fall'n today? Like sheep we went astray Man, born of woman, like a flower Music, descending on a silent cloud My passions fly to seek their King Now in the heat of youthful blood Now let our lips with holy fear O for a shout of sacred joy O, if my soul was formed for woe

Our days, alas! our mortal days The moment a sinner believes Time, what an empty vapor tis Tis pure delight without alloy Vain man, thy fond pursuits forbear We are exposed all day to die Where shall we go With cheerful voice I sing Yet, gracious God

 
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