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How bless'd are those in early youth
How sweet the children's song
How blest the children of the Lord
How beauteous in life's morning
Holy Saviour! thou has told us
Hark, what mean those holy voices
How glorious is our heavenly King
Hail, sacred truth, whose piercing rays
How sweet to be allowed to pray
Hail to the Lord's annointed!
Hail to the Lord's anointed
How happy is the child who hears
Ho, everyone that thirsts, draw nigh
How precious is the book divine
Hark! the song of jubilee
Hark the glad sound, the Saviour comes!
How gentle God's commands
Holy Saviour! thou has told us
Haste, O Lord, the glorious time
Here we meet with joy together
Humble souls, who seek salvation
Hail! thou long-expected Jesus
Hear, Lord, the voice of praise and prayer
How great thy mercies, Lord!
Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning
Happy the heart where graces reign
How sweet to be allowed to pray
How cold and feeble is our love
How many a rose of beauty
High in the heavens, eternal God
Hark, the deep toned bell is calling
How sweetly flowed the gospel sound
How sweet to bless the Lord
How pleasant is the dawn
How precious is the book divine
How precious is the book divine
Hail to the Sabbath-day!
Holy Sabbath-rest!
High in the heavens, eternal God
Happy the children of the Lord
Happy would it be for me
Hark, my soul, it is the Lord
How beauteous are their feet
How blest the righteous when he dies!
How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound
Heavenly Father,--sovereign Lord
Hark! that shout of rapturous joy
How shall the young secure their hearts
Hear ye not a voice from heaven
How shall the young secure their hearts

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