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Holy Father, we adore thee, and all honor
Holy Spirit, Lord of glory, look on us
How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
I am a little soldier
I know no life divided
I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my home
Jerusalem, the golden, with milk and honey blest
Jesu, holy, undefiled
Jesus Christ is risen today, Our triumphant
Jesus loves me, Jesus loves me, He is always, always near
Jesus, Savior, Son of God, who for me life's pathway trod
Lead us, heavenly Father, lead us, o'er
Leaning on thee, my guide and [my] friend
Let the merry church bells ring
Littlle travelers Zionward Each one entering
Lo he comes with clouds descending
Lord, forever at thy side, Let [May] my place
Lord, teach a little child to pray
My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary
Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee
No book is like the Bible
Now as the day is ending
O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see
O Paradise, O Paradise, who doth [does] [would] not win thy rest
O who is this that cometh from Edom
Once in royal David's city stood a lowly cattle shed
One there is above all others, O how he loves
Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross
Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed
Our Christmas tree is decked once more
Ring out the bells for Christmas
Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee
Savior again to Thy dear name we raise
Savior, blessed Savior, listen while we sing
Savior, [Say], who thy flock are [art] feeding
Saw you never in the twilight When the sun
Softly now the light of day
Songs of praise the angels sang
Ten thousand times ten thousand, in sparkling raiment
The Church's one foundation is Jesus Christ her Lord
The day of praise is done
The day of resurrection! Earth tell it out abroad
The fields are all white and the reapers are few
The morning bright, with rosy light
The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears
The wise may bring their learning
The world itself keeps Easter day
There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall
Those eternal bowers man hath never trod
Thou art my Shepherd, Caring in every need

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