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Faith is the Christian's evidence
Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone
Father of mercies, in thy word
Father of all, whose love profound
Father of mercies, bow thine ear
Father, to thee, my soul I lift··
Father, whate'er of earthly bliss.
Few are thy days, and full of woe.
Fountain of mercy, God of love.
From all that dwell below the skies
From Greenland's icy mountains
From whence these direful omens round
Glory to thee, my God, this night
Glory to the Father give
God moves in a mysterious way
God of the seas, thine awful voice.
God of our Fathers, by whose hand·
Go forth, ye heralds, in my name..
"Go preach my Gospel," saith the Lord
Grace, 'tis a charming sound
Great first of beings! mighty Lord
Great God, this sacred day of thine
Great God, to thee my evening song.
Great God, what do I see and hear..
Great God, with wonder and with praise
Guide me, O thou great Jehovah
Hail! thou long-expected Jesus
Hail to the Lord's Anointed ·
Hark! from the tombs a mournful sound
Hark! the glad sound, the Saviour comes
Hark! the herald angels sing-
Hasten, sinner, to be wise...
Hear, gracious God, my humble moan
Hear what the voice from heaven declares
He dies, the friend of sinners dies ·
He's come, let every knee be bent.
Heirs of unending life.
High on the bending willows hung
How beauteous are their feet
How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord
How long shall earth's alluring toys.
How helpless guilty nature lies..
How oft, alas! this wretched heart
How short the race our friend has run.
How wondrous and great -
Let heaven arise, let earth appear.
Let worldly minds the world pursue-
Like Noah's weary dove.
Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing.
Lord, for the just thou dost provide.
Lord, how delightful 'tis too see-
Lord, my God, I long to know.
Lord of life, all praise excelling
Lord, unafflicted, undismay'd..
Lord, with glowing heart I'd praise thee..
Lo, what a cloud of witnesses.
O'er mountain-tops the mount of God
O happy day, that stays my choice
O happy is the man who hears
O for a closer walk with God
O holy, holy, holy Lord...........
O, in the morn of life, when youth
O let triumphant faith dispel
On Sion, and on Lebanon
O Spirit of the living God..
O, that my load of sin were gone.
O thou that hear'st when sinners cry-
O thou, to whose all-searching sight
Our Lord is risen from the dead
O, where shall rest be found
Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan
Praise to God, immortal praise.
Prayer is the soul's sincere desire.
Rich are the joys which cannot die ·
Rise, crown'd with light, imperial Salem, rise ·
Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings
Rise, O my soul, the hours review.
Rock of ages, cleft for me.
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Salvation doth to God belong.
Salvation! O the joyful sound
Saviour, source of every blessing
Saviour, when in dust, to thee
Saviour, when night involves the skies
Saviour, who thy flock art feeding
See, in the vineyard of the Lord...
Seek, my soul, the narrow gate
Should nature's charms, to please the eye.
Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing.
Since Christ our Passover is slain..
Since I've known a Saviour's Name.
Sing, my soul, His wondrous love
Sinner, rouse thee from thy sleep
Sinners, turn, why will ye die
Softly now the light of day.
Soldiers of Christ, arise.
Songs of praise the angels sang
Sov'reign Ruler of the skies.
Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay
The day is past and gone..
The gentle Saviour calls.
The God of Abraham praise
The God of life, whose constant care
The Lord my pasture shall prepare.
The Lord will happiness divine.
The mighty flood that rolls
The morning flowers display their sweets
The race that long in darkness pined
The Saviour, when to heaven he rose
There is a land of pure delight
The spacious firmament on high.
The Spirit, in our hearts
This is the day the Lord hath made
Thou art the way, to thee alone.
Though I should seek to wash me clean.
Thou, God, all glory, honour, power.
Thus speaks the High and Lofty One
Time hastens on; ye longing saints
'Tis finish'd; so the Saviour cried
"Tis my happiness below..
To Jesus, our exalted Lord
To our Redeemer's glorious Name
To thee let my first offerings rise
To thy temple I repair
Triumphant Sion! lift thy head..