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Hasten, Lord, the glorious time
Hasten, Lord, the glorious time
Hark, the song of jubilee
Hark, the song of jubilee
Hark, the voice of Jesus calling
Hark, the voice of Jesus calling
Hark, what mean those lamentations
Hark, what mean those lamentations
He that goeth forth with weeping
He that goeth forth with weeping
Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning
How blest the righteous, when he dies
How blest the righteous, when he dies
Homeward bound
Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims
Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims
Hark, ten thousand harps and voices
Hark, ten thousand harps and voices
He That Goeth Forth
High in yonder realms of light
High in yonder realms of light
Hark the sound of holy voices
He leadeth me, he leadeth me
How are Thy servants blest, O Lord
How are Thy servants blest, O God
How swift the torrent rolls
How swift the torrent rolls
Here o'er the earth as a stranger I roam
Happy town of Salem
Hold to the helm, hold to the helm
How Loving Is Jesus!
Hark, my soul, it is the Lord
Haste to the mountain side
Have mercy upon me, O God, According to thy loving kindness
He lives, the great Redeemer lives!
He that from the o'erflowing bowl
Hear the royal proclamation, the glad tidings
Hear the temperance call, freemen
Heavenly home, heavenly home, precious name
Here o'er the earth as a stranger I roam
Hide not thy talent in the earth
Higher, higher we will climb
Ho reapers of life's harvest why stand with rested blade
Home at last, home at last
How amiable are thy tabernacles
How charming are the woods
How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord
How happy is the man who has [hath] chosen wisdom's ways
How pleasant here each week to meet
How precious is the name, brethren sing

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