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Thrice happy souls [men] [they], who born [heirs] from [of] heaven
The bird that soars on highest wing
Thus saith the first, the [and] great command
Through sorrow's night and danger's path [way] [road]
The Christian warrior, see him stand
Thus saith [speaks] the high and lofty One
They who seek the throne of grace
'Tis by the faith of joys to come
There is a hope, a blessed hope
This is the first and great command
The uplifted eye and bended knee
The glorious universe around
The saints of earth and those above
The man, in life wherever placed
To keep the lamp alive with oil we fill the bowl
'Tis a point I long to know
Teach me, my God and King
Teach me, O teach me, Lord, thy way
The thing my God doth hate
The Lord my pasture shall prepare, and feed me with a shepherd's care
Talk with us, Lord, thyself reveal
The fountain in its sources
'Tis God the spirit leads
These mortal joys, how soon they fade
The evils that beset our path
Thou must go forth alone, my soul
There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign
There is a world we have not seen
There is a land mine [my] eye [eyes] hath seen
Thou art gone to the grave but we will not deplore thee
Thou gavest, and we yield to thee
The God of mercy will indulge
The air of death breathes through our souls
The mourners came at break of day
The darkened sky, how thick it lowers
'Tis my happiness below
To thee, my God, my days are known
Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble
Thou Power supreme, whose mighty scheme
The promises I [we] sing which love supreme [sovereign love] once [hath] spoke
The Lord of glory is my Light, And my
To thee, my God and Savior
Thy life I read, my dearest [blessed] [gracious)],Lord
This child we dedicate to thee
The Savior gently calls our children
'Tis done, the great transaction's done
'Twas on that [a] dark, that [and] doleful [awful] [dreary] night [day]
This stone to Thee in faith we lay
The perfect world by Adam trod
Thou Fount of love and grace

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