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Hoechster troester, komm hernieder geist des herrn sei nicht fern
Hoert o hoert die frohe kunde
Holy Jesus, lovely lamb, thine and only
Holy Lamb who thee receive
Home, Home, can I forget thee
How blessed is the man who ne'er consents
How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord
How gentle God's commands
How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey
How lovely, how divinely sweet
How shall a lost sinner in pain
How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
Home, that blessed home
Eden of love
How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours
I know a flower so wondrous fair
I lift my soul to God, my trust is in
I love to steal awhile away
I need thee, precious Jesus [Jesu], for I am full of sin
I now have found abiding rest
I want to be an angel, and with the angels stand
I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay
Ich bete an die Macht der Liebe
Ich hab' es nun bei mir bedacht
Ich hab' mein Sach Gott heimgestellt
Ich liebe dich, denn du hast gegeben
Ich moecht' ein Pilger sein
Ich moechte nicht immer auf Erden
Ich ruf' zu dir, Herr Jesu Christ
Ich sage gut' Nacht dem irdischen Pracht
Ich weiss ein Bluemlein huebsch und fein
Ich will mit der kleinen Heerde
Ich will streben nach dem Leben
Ich will von deiner Guete singen
If life's pleasures charm [cheer] thee [you], give them not thy [your] heart
Ihr augen, weint,!Der Menschen-fruend
Ihr jungen Leute, merket auf
Ihr Kinder des Hoechsten! wie stehts um die Liebe die Liebe
Ihr Knecht' des Herren allzugleich, den Herren
Ihr Suender kommt gegangen
Ihr Zionshelden, auf zum Streit
Im Herrn entschlafen, süse Ruh
In der stillen Einsamkeit
In dich hab' ich gehoffet, Herr
In mercy, Lord, remember me
In sorrow and pain it is not in vain
In the dark and cloudy [dreary] [gloomy] day
Inspirer and hearer of prayer
Into thy hands, Lord, I resign my sorrow
Is this the kind return

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