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II.174 | O the almighty Lord, how matchless is his power | | | | | | | |
II.175 | And now the scales have left mine eyes | | | | | | | |
II.176 | Thus saith the Ruler of the skies | | | | | | | |
II.177 | Come, all [devout] harmonious tongues | | | | | | | |
II.178 | How wondrous great, how glorious bright | | | | | | | |
II.179 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
II.180 | Hosanna to our conquering King, The prince of darkness flies | | | | | | | |
II.181 | O the delights, the heavenly joys | | | | | | | |
II.182 | Shout to the Lord, and let your joys | | | | | | | |
II.183 | Infinite grief, amazing woe | | | | | | | |
II.184 | Down headlong from the native skies | | | | | | | |
II.185 | When in the light of faith divine | | | | | | | |
II.186 | No, I'll repine at death no more | | | | | | | |
II.187 | Come, happy souls, approach your God | | | | | | | |
II.188 | Raise your triumphant songs | | | | | | | |
II.189 | And are we wretches yet alive | | | | | | | |
II.190 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
II.191 | Come, let us lift our joyful eyes | | | | | | | |
II.192 | And must this body die | | | | | | | |
II.193 | High as the heavens above the ground | | | | | | | |
II.194 | I cannot bear thine absence, Lord | | | | | | | |
II.195 | Laden with guilt, and full of fears | | | | | | | |
II.196 | The Lord declares his will | | | | | | | |
II.197 | The law commands, and makes us know | | | | | | | |
II.198 | My God, permit me [us] not to be a stranger | | | | | | | |
II.199 | Blest with the joys of innocence | | | | | | | |
II.200 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
II.201 | Nature with open volume stands | | | | | | | |
III.10 | Let others their salvation rest | | | | | | | |
III.11 | Sweet are the gifts which [that] gracious heaven, On true believers pour | | | | | | | |
III.12 | Dark and thorny [stormy] is the desert | | | | | | | |
III.13 | Arise and shine, O Zion fair | | | | | | | |
III.14 | Come brethren, and rejoice with me | | | | | | | |
III.15 | Brethren, while we sojourn here | | | | | | | |
III.16 | We've found the rock, the traveler cries [travelers cried] | | | | | | | |
III.17 | Come, precious souls, and let us take | | | | | | | |
III.18 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
III.19 | The sun sets at night | | | | | | | |
III.20 | Stop, poor sinner [sinners], stop and think | | | | | | | |
III.21 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
III.22 | I've listed in the holy war | | | | | | | |
III.23 | Throughout the Savior's life we [I'll] trace | | | | | | | |
III.24 | Now in a song of grateful praise [love] | | | | | | | |
III.25 | Hail, ye followers of the Lamb | | | | | | | |
III.26 | Ye children of Jesus, that's [that're] [who're] bound for the Kingdom | | | | | | | |
III.27 | Ye children of Zion that's [who are] aiming for glory | | | | | | | |
I.43[33] | I thirst, thou wounded Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
I.103[203] | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor Behold a royal feast | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal has not been proofed - data may be incomplete or incorrect]