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Creator of the starry height
Meu Pai
Creator of the starry height
Send forth the Gospel! Let it run
We hither come, for Jesu's sake
Our Lord Is Risen
Creator of the starry height
The Saint who first found grace to pen
Transfigured Christ, None Comprehends
Transfigured Christ, none comprehends
He Sat to Watch O'er Customs Paid
Our Lord is risen from the dead
I know that my Redeemer lives
The morning kindles all the sky
O Jesu, söde Jesu, dig
Command thy blessing from above
O Jesus, blessèd Lord, to you
How glorious is the life above
Upon thy table, Lord, we place
Upon thy table, Lord, we place
Lord, if Thou Dost Not Soon Appear
Lord, I Will Bless Thee All My Days
Lord Jesus, Let Thy Watchful Care
Lord, Thou Hast Seen My Soul Sincere
My Master
The Saint Who First Found Grace to Pen
To Realms Beyond the Sounding Sea
O Lord, Thou Art My God
O God our Father, Thee we praise
Ye choirs of new Jerusalem
Lord, speak to me, that I may speak
Pour out thy Spirit from on high
The saint who first found grace to pen
The Saint who first found grace to pen
O Master, let me walk with thee
Where beauty, truth, and love make one
Where high the heavenly temple stands
O Saviour, is Thy promise fled?
We sing the praise of Him Who died
How Glorious Is the Life Above
On Olivet a Little Band
Creator of the starry height
'Tis winter now : the fallen snow
Come, join the kingly banquet, free
O Lord, thou art my God and King
Dear Master, in whose life I see
Awake, my soul, and with the sun
Our Lord is risen from the dead
There is one way, and only one
O Lord, the Holy Innocents

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