Text: | 'TIs midnight; and on Olive's brow |
Author: | William Bingham Tappan |
Text: | When I survey the wondrous cross |
Text: | Jesus, be endless praise to thee |
Translator: | J. Wesley |
Text: | Go to thy rest fair child |
Text: | Lord, what a feeble piece |
Author: | Watts |
Text: | And must this body die |
Author: | Watts |