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Not Far From Heaven's Gate
I will follow thee, my Savior, wheresoe'er my lot
Now that the daylight fills the sky
O Savior, is thy promise fled? No longer might thy grace endure
O sweetly through the gloomy years
O that my load of sin were [was] gone
O Thou in whom we live and move
O thou, my soul, forget no more
O thou who didst with mourners walk
O why wilt thou so long delay
O worn with griefs and pains and fears
Oft we, alas, forget the love
Our Father God who art in heaven, all hallowed
Our fathers' God, to thee we raise
Our life is bid with Christ in God
Raise high the song that loud and long
The pilgrim and the tempter
Gravity and Decency
Glory to the Lamb, once for sinners slain
Rejoice, my soul, in God, thy friend
Rest in peace, thy woes are past
Roll on, old year, thy scenes are almost ended
Savior divine, Thy heart of love
Savior, I Thy word believe, my unbelief remove
Savior King, in hallowed union
Savior, we seek the watery tomb
Savior, whom our hearts adore
See, above time's clouds and shadows
See at last the signs portending
See, O see what love the Father hath bestowed
Shall I for fear of feeble man
Grant that we al last may stand
Silent, like men in solemn haste
Sing to the Lord the children's hymn
Sing to the Lord, the Rock of our salvation
Sing to the Lord with joyful voice
Sing to the Lord, ye [you] distant lands
Sing with all the sons of glory
Sinners, the call obey
Smitten, stricken, bruised and gory
Son of God [man], to thee I [we] cry
Soon shall we see the glorious morning
Soon will the heavenly Bridegroom come
Soon will the sleeping martyrs rise
Sound, sound the truth [news] abroad
Stars of the morning, how joyous ye sang
Steal away from earthly care
Christian Virtues; or The Difficulty of Conversion
Strangers and pilgrims here confest [confessed]
Tell me no more of earthly toys

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