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My Faith Has Found a Resting Place
Lord of life, we come to you
How Many Times We Start Again
Spirit of God! Descend
We sing your praise, eternal God
O Christ, you wept when grief was raw
Come, living God, when least expected
Come, living God, when least expected
Dear Lord, we long to see your face
All the Way My Saviour Leads Me
Lord Jesus, you shall be my song
To the lost Christ shows his face
Just as I am, without one plea
God gives us a future
In the Bulb There Is a Flower
'Lift up your hearts!' We lift them, Lord, to thee
Lord, make us servants of your peace
O Christ, you wept when grief was raw
O Christ, you wept when grief was raw
ChrIst Has Broken Down the Wall
Just a Little Talk with Jesus
When darkness long has veil'd my mind
In the Quiet of This Moment
We Cannot Measure How You Heal
Holy Darkness
O Lord, thou Judge of all the earth
Lead Us, O Father, in the Paths of Peace
Come, Labor On
I Cried Out to God
Lord, my weak thought in vain would climb
When you started off the universe, Lord most high
O Sons and Daughters
Lord, My Weak Thought in Vain Would Climb
Come and See
El Peregrino de Emaús (The Emmaus Road)
Jesus, my Shepherd, let me share
O Thou, Who didst, with love untold
O Thou, Who didst, with love untold
To God Will I Direct My Prayer
I Thought upon the Days of Old
In My Grievous Tribulation
Hail, Glad Festival Day
Alone in prayer
O Sons and Daughters, Let Us Sing
How Blest Are They, O Lord
Jesus lives, thy terrors now
O Sons and Daughters (Alzad, oh pueblos, vuestra voz)
O Lord, Thou Judge of All the Earth
Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!
Lord, My Weak Though in Vain Would Climb

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