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I will sing you a song of that beautiful land
I Was a Wandering Sheep
I Have no Help but Thine
I have a Father in the promised land
I would not live alway, thou fetter'd by sin
I'm a lonely traveler here
I would fly, I would fly
I Love the Sunday School
I am Saved
I Long to Be There
I am waiting for the dawning
I never look up with a wish to the sky
I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger, I can tarry
I love the Lord, he heard my cries
I Will Sing, and I Will Rejoice
I Bring My Sins to Thee
I love to steal awhile away
I love the Lord, who died for me
I love to tell the story
I met the good Shepherd but now on the plain
I'm Free
I Give My Heart to Thee
I'll Live for Him
I think, when I read that sweet story of old
I think, when I read that sweet story of old
I would not live alway: I ask not to stay
I never look up with a wish to the sky
I love the Sunday school
I feel within a want
I want to be like Jesus, So lowly and so meek
I love to steal awhile away
I'm so glad
I must be a loving child
I would not live alway; I ask not to stay
I long, oh, I long to be there
I'm Looking for Home
I Am Coming to the Cross
I shall not want: in deserts wild
I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of old
I Shall Be Like Him
I'm With Thee Every Hour
I Think, When I Read That Sweet Story
I Am Resolved
I'll away, I'll away to the promised land
I want to be an angel, and with the angels stand
I want to be like Jesus, So lowly and so meek
I was a wandering sheep
I want a heart to pray
I Bring Them All To Thee
I was a wandering sheep

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