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23 | Raise your triumphant songs | | | | | | | |
24a | The Lord my Shepherd is | | | | | | | |
24b | The Lord, the sov'reign King | | | | | | | |
25a | Great is the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
25b | How beauteous are their feet | | | | | | | |
26a | Come, sound his praise abroad | | | | | | | |
26b | Why should the Christian fear | | | | | | | |
27a | Let ev'ry creature join | | | | | | | |
27b | Behold! with awful pomp | | | | | | | |
28a | Grace! 'tis a charming sound | | | | | | | |
28b | Great is the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
29a | Come, ye that love the Lord | | | | | | | |
29b | O Lord, our heav'nly King | | | | | | | |
30a | Far as thy name is known | | | | | | | |
30b | O bless the Lord, my soul | | | | | | | |
31a | Behold the morning sun | | | | | | | |
31b | Blest are the sons of peace | | | | | | | |
32a | Behold the lofty sky | | | | | | | |
32b | Behold the morning sun | | | | | | | |
32c | See how the morning sun | | | | | | | |
33 | My soul, repeat his praise | | | | | | | |
34a | To-day the Saviour rose | | | | | | | |
34b | Now let our voices join | | | | | | | |
35a | Come sound his praise abroad | | | | | | | |
35b | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
36a | Grace! 'tis a charming sound | | | | | | | |
36b | The day is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
37a | Sing to the Lord aloud | | | | | | | |
37b | Thy name, almighty Lord | | | | | | | |
38 | He leads me to the hills | | | | | | | |
39a | O Lord, accept the praise | | | | | | | |
39b | Ye trembling captives, hear! | | | | | | | |
40a | Your harps, ye trembling saints | | | | | | | |
40b | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
41a | From lowest depths of woe | | | | | | | |
41b | Our moments fly apace | | | | | | | |
42a | Prepare me, gracious God | | | | | | | |
42b | O thou, whose mercy hears | | | | | | | |
43a | When overwhelm'd with grief | | | | | | | |
43b | Lord, what a feeble piece | | | | | | | |
44a | Is this the kind return | | | | | | | |
44b | The mighty flood that rolls Its torrents to the main | | | | | | | |
45a | Did Jesus, Lord above | | | | | | | |
45b | Peace, 'tis the Lord Jehovah's hand | | | | | | | |
46a | At Jacob's well a stranger sought | | | | | | | |
46b | Come, sound aloud Jehovah's name | | | | | | | |
47a | Why do we mourn departing friends | | | | | | | |
47b | While shepherds watch'd their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
48a | Let not despair nor fell revenge | | | | | | | |
48b | This is the day the Lord hath made | | | | | | | |
49a | With rev'rence let the saints appear | | | | | | | |
49b | See Israel's gentle shepherd stands | | | | | | | |
50a | My shepherd will supply my need | | | | | | | |
50b | How did my heart rejoice to hear | | | | | | | |
51a | Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear | | | | | | | |
51b | Eternal Power, Almighty God! | | | | | | | |
52a | God, my supporter and my hope | | | | | | | |
52b | Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands | | | | | | | |
53a | To thee, my Shepherd and my Lord | | | | | | | |
53b | Thy mercies fill the earth, O Lord | | | | | | | |
54a | Let Heathens to their idols haste | | | | | | | |
54b | Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray | | | | | | | |
55a | Let thy returning Spirit, Lord | | | | | | | |
55b | Father, how wide thy glories shine! | | | | | | | |
56 | The Lord is good, the heavenly King | | | | | | | |
57a | A glory gilds the sacred page | | | | | | | |
57b | Incarnate Saviour, in thy face | | | | | | | |
57c | Again the Lord of life and light | | | | | | | |
58 | Awake, ye saints, and raise your eyes | | | | | | | |
59a | Once more, my soul, the rising day | | | | | | | |
59b | Come, let us lift our joyful eyes | | | | | | | |
60a | Father, I long, I faint to see | | | | | | | |
60b | O thou, from whom all goodness flows | | | | | | | |
61a | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
61b | Let Zion and her sons rejoice | | | | | | | |
62 | Shepherds, rejoice, lift up your eyes | ST. MARTINS | | | | | | |
63a | Soon shall the glorious morning come | | | | | | | |
63b | Oh, praise the Lord with one consent | | | | | | | |
64 | When all thy mercies, O, my God | | | | | | | |
65 | And will the Lord thus condescend | | | | | | | |
66a | Awake, my heart, arise, my tongue! | | | | | | | |
66b | How glorious is the sacred place | | | | | | | |
67a | Awake, ye saints, to praise your King | | | | | | | |
67b | Thro' all the changing scenes of life | | | | | | | |
68 | Far from the world, O Lord, I flee | | | | | | | |
69a | O for a shout of heav'nly joy | | | | | | | |
69b | Eternal Source of light and grace | | | | | | | |
70a | O for a shout of sacred joy | | | | | | | |
70b | Eternal Souce of light and grace | | | | | | | |
71a | My God, what gentle cords are thine | | | | | | | |
71b | Jesus, how bright his glory shines | | | | | | | |
72 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
73a | His hoary frost, his fleecy snow | | | | | | | |
73b | Come, happy souls, approach your God | | | | | | | |
74 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
75a | Come, let us lift our voices high | | | | | | | |
75b | Let all the lands with shouts of joy | | | | | | | |
76a | My shepherd will supply my need | | | | | | | |
76b | Lord, when my raptured tho't surveys | | | | | | | |
77a | Lord, hear the voice of my compalint | | | | | | | |