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What heavenly music do I [we] hear
What poor despised company
What sound is this salutes mine [my] ear
What various hindrances we meet
When my Savior, my Shepherd is near
When weeping, Mary came to seek
Where, saith [said] the mourner, is this [the] Christ
Ye blooming youth, I pray give ear
Ye children of Jesus, that's [that're] [who're] bound for the Kingdom
Ye children of Zion that's [who are] aiming for glory
Ye jewels of my [our] master
Ye soldiers of Jesus pray stand to your arms
Ye sons of the main, ye that [who] sail o'er the flood
Young ladies all, I pray draw near
Young people, all, attention give
A few more days of pain and woe
For Jesus is my constant friend
Afflicted saint [saints] [soul] [souls], to Christ [God] draw near
All who seek a throne of grace
And O give him glory
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved
Arise and shine, O Zion fair
We're all united, heart and hand
Attend, ye saints, and hear me tell
Awake, O guilty world, awake
Blessed Savior, callest [called] thou me
Brethren most near and sisters dear
Brethren, while we sojourn here
I'll praise God, and you'll praise God
By whom was David taught
Come all who are New-lights indeed
Come all ye [you] weary travellers
Ho every one that thirsts
Come and taste along with me, the weary pilgrims consolation
Come brethren, and rejoice with me
Come, my Christian friends and brethren
Come, trembling soul [souls] [ones], forget your fear [fears]
Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand
Hail, heavenly love, that first began
Hark, listen to the trumpeters They sound for volunteers
If you'll attend, my friends awhile
In evil long I took delight
O give me, Lord, my sins to mourn
Poor mourning souls, in deep distress
Rejoice, my friends, the Lord is King
Savior, visit Thy [our] plantation, grant us Lord, a gracious rain
See, the eternal Judge descending
Arise, my soul, to Pisgah's height
From whence doth [does] this [the] union arise
Hail, ye followers of the Lamb

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