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Dead be my heart to all below, To mortal joys and mortal cares
Dear Father up in heaven above
Settle the question tonight
Dearest of all the names above, My Jesus and my God
O how I love him, how I adore him
Dread Sovereign, let my evening song
Earnest of future bliss
Sun, Moon, and Stars, praise ye the Lord
That blessed city on high
Father of men, thy care we bless
Fly me riches, fly me cares
From the depth, O God of mercy
'Tis good to be here
Gracious Jehovah, God, we thank you
Jehovah, our strength and our might
He is precious to me
Heaven is the land where trouble cease
How happy the man whose heart is set free
Guardian Angels
Day of Rest
O home divine
I have no mother now
Come walk with me on the King's highway
No shadows there
Sow thy seed
In the morning, when I waken With the cross
We will watch, we will pray
Jehovah lovingly does bestow
Help in need
Labor on, that right may triumph
We're sailing home
Lift up, lift up your voices now
Like sheep we went astray
Listen to the gentle promptings
Power from on high
Lord, we believe to us and ours
My soul with patience waits For thee, the living Lord
In heaven, beautiful heaven
No, 'tis in vain to seek for bliss
Now dust to dust, in tender trust
Now, e'en [even] now, I [I'd] yield, I [I'd] yield
O come, and dwell in [with] me [us]
O God, how often hath thine ear
O God of sovereign grace
O God, to thee we raise our eyes
We will walk through the valley in peace
Our God, to thee we now
Out of the depths of woe
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