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M.XXXIV | Oh! how happy are they | | | | | | | |
M.XXXV | With love of pity I look round | | | | | | | |
M.XXXVI | Laugh, ye profane, and swell and burst | | | | | | | |
M.XXXVII | Ah! lovely appearance of death | | | | | | | |
M.XXXVIII | Jehovah is a holy God | | | | | | | |
M.XXXIX | O what a glorious mystery, wonder, wonder, wonder | | | | | | | |
M.XL | We've found the Rock, the travellers cry'd | | | | | | | |
M.XLI | Ye happy souls, arise | | | | | | | |
M.XLII | Through tribulations deep | | | | | | | |
M.XLIII | Past eight o'clock, O Hernnhuth, do ye ponder | | | | | | | |
M.XLIV | What poor despised company | | | | | | | |
M.XLV | Sinners, expos'd to endless wo | | | | | | | |
M.XLVI | Come, celebrate, with cheerful voice | | | | | | | |
M.XLVII | In Jordan's tide the Baptist stands | | | | | | | |
M.XLVIII | Humble souls, who [that] seek salvation | | | | | | | |
M.XLIX | Young converts on the banks | | | | | | | |
M.L | O ye blood-wash'd, ransom'd sinners | | | | | | | |
M.LI | When we baptize, we see the mode | | | | | | | |
M.LII | What think you, my friends, of the preaching of John? | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal has not been proofed - data may be incomplete or incorrect]