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A story most lovely I'll tell
Why do we mourn departing friends?
The time is swiftly rolling on
When shall we all meet again?
A few more days on earth to spend
When I can read my title clear
O when shall I see Jesus
Thou art gone to the grave, but we will not deplore thee
My God, my life, my love
Jerusalem, my happy home
No more shall the sound of the war-whoop be heard
Soldiers, go, but not to claim
Young people all, attention give
He comes! he comes! to judge the world
There's a friend above all others
This world's not all a fleeting show
Say now, ye lovely social band
Hark! the jubilee is sounding
Let sinners take their course
My soul be on thy guard
O, if my soul was fomr'd for wo
Young people all, attention give
Sinner, art thou still secure?
My refuge is the God of love
The hill of Zion yields
We're marching through Immanuel's ground
The Lord is ris'n indeed! Hallelujah!
Jesus, my all, to heav'n is gone
Thou sweet gliding Kedron, by thy silver stream
I beheld, and lo a great multitude, which no man could number
'Mid scenes of confusion and creature complaints
What wondrous love is this, oh! my soul! oh! my soul!
Since man by sin has lost his God
See how the wicked kingdom
I came to the place where the lone pilgrim lay
Our bondage it shall end, by and by, by and by
In the floods of tribulation
The glorious light of Zion
How beauteous are their feet
How sweet the melting lay
Thus far the Lord has led me on
Life is the time to serve the Lord
Oh! thou, whose tender mercy hears
My dearest, lovely, native land
'Tis by faith of joys to come
Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear
Jesus, I my cross have taken
This life's a dream, and empty show
Let every creature join
How sweet to reflect on the joys that await me

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