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Absent from flesh, O blissful thought
According to Thy word, Let me Thy mercy prove
Acquaint thyself quickly, O sinner, with God
Again, indulgent Lord, return
Again my tongue thy silence break
Again our earthly cares we leave
Again returns the day of holy rest
Again the Lord of life and light
Ah how shall fallen man
Ah wretched vile ungrateful heart
Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die?
Alas what hourly dangers rise
All glorious God, what hymns of praise
All hail, incarnate God, the wondrous things foretold
All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall
All power and grace to God belong
All powerful, self existent God, Who all creation dost sustain
All ye that [who] love the Lord rejoice
All ye, who feel distressed for sin
All yesterday is gone
Almighty Father, God of grace
Almighty Father, gracious Lord
Almighty father of mankind
Almighty Lord, before thy throne
Almighty Maker, God, How wondrous is thy name
Almighty Maker of my frame
Almighty Ruler of the skies
Almighty Sovereign of the skies
Almighty Spirit, now behold
Along the banks where Babel's current flows
Am I a soldier of the cross
Am I an Isr'lite indeed
Amid [Admidst] thy wrath remember love
Amid displays of wrath and love
Amid the splendors of thy state
Among the assemblies of the great
Among the princes, earthly gods
And am I born to die
And are we now brought near to God
And are we wretches yet alive
And art thou gracious Master gone
And art thou with us, gracious Lord
And can mine eyes, without a tear
And can my heart aspire so high
And did the Holy and the Just
And dost thou say, ask what thou wilt
And must this body die
And now another week begins
And now, my soul another year
And shall I sit alone

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