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I | Ye jewels of my [our] master | | | | | | | |
II | O glorious hope of perfect [heavenly] love | | | | | | | |
III | Come, we that love the Lord indeed | | | | | | | |
IV | Poor mourning souls, in deep distress | | | | | | | |
V | Our souls by [in] love together knit [drawn] [joined] | | | | | | | |
VI | My soul's full of glory, inspiring [which fires] [it fires] my tongue | | | | | | | |
VII | From the regions of love, lo, an angel descended | | | | | | | |
VIII | Away my doubts, begone my fears | | | | | | | |
IX | Come, all ye [you] mourning pilgrims [sinners] round [now] | | | | | | | |
X | O careless sinner [sinners], come, pray [and] now attend | | | | | | | |
XI | What sound is this salutes mine [my] ear | | | | | | | |
XII | Come away to the skies, my beloved, arise | | | | | | | |
XIII | Ye saints of God come hear me tell | | | | | | | |
XIV | Come brethren, and rejoice with me | | | | | | | |
XV | Although despised by men | | | | | | | |
XVI | Hark, whence that voice | | | | | | | |
XVII | Mortals, awake, with angels join | | | | | | | |
XVIII | With pleasure [we] behold that [the] city of gold | | | | | | | |
XIX | Come, my Christian friends and brethren | | | | | | | |
XX | Fly ye sinners to yon mountain | | | | | | | |
XXI | O how I have longed for the coming [presence] of God [the Lord] | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal has not been proofed - data may be incomplete or incorrect]