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My soul shall praise thee, O my God

Author: Heginbotham Hymnal: A Collection of Psalms and Hymns for Christian Worship. 16th ed. #429 (1835) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Devout Aspirations and Affections Fervent gratitude Languages: English
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More holiness give me

Author: P. P. Bliss Hymnal: New Christian Hymn and Tune Book #580 (1882) Topics: Christian Aspirations Languages: English Tune Title: MY PRAYER
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More holiness give me

Author: P. P. Bliss Hymnal: New Christian Hymn and Tune Book #580 (1887) Topics: Christian Aspirations Languages: English Tune Title: MY PRAYER
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More and more, more and more

Author: F. Merrick Hymnal: New Christian Hymn and Tune Book #670 (1882) Topics: Christian Aspirations First Line: More like Jesus, more like Jesus would I be Languages: English Tune Title: MORE LIKE JESUS
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More and more, more and more

Author: F. Merrick Hymnal: New Christian Hymn and Tune Book #670 (1887) Topics: Christian Aspirations First Line: More like Jesus, more like Jesus would I be Languages: English Tune Title: MORE LIKE JESUS
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My Father's house on high

Author: Montgomery Hymnal: The Voice of Praise #937 (1873) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Heavenly Aspirations Lyrics: 1 My Father's house on high, Home of my soul, how near At times to Faith's illumined eye Thy golden gates appear! 2 My thirsty spirit faints To reach the land I love, The bright inheritance of saints,-- Jerusalem above. 3 Yet clouds will intervene, And all my prospect flies; Like Noah's dove, I flit between Rough seas and stormy skies. 4 Anon the clouds depart, The winds and waters cease, While sweetly o'er my gladdened heart Expands the bow of peace.

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