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Now the shades of night are gone
The Saviour kindly calls Our children
Great God, now condescend
Come Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire
Father of all, in whom alone
Thy perfect law, O Lord
Arm of the Lord, awake, awake!
Fountain of life, enthroned above
And will the great eternal God
When in the slippery paths of youth
The angel hosts appear
And now, my soul another year
In thy house while now we sing
Assembled in our school once more
A mourning class, a vacant seat
'Tis now the time of strife and war
From Greenland's icy mountains
The morning light is breaking
Behold the mountains of the Lord
Arm of the Lord, awake, awake
Arise, arise, with joy survey
Daughter of Zion, from the dust
Shout for the great Redeemer reigns
Assembled at thy great command
Ye Christian heralds, go proclaim
The Missionary's Farewell
O'er the realms of pagan darkness
Go, ye messengers of God
Watchman, tell us of the night
Heard ye the mighty rushing
Hark, I hear the voice of anguish
Prayer for our Country
I saw him kneel in calm despair
Lift up our country's banner high
Hark, hark the voice of anguish
The little slave's complaint
Unsheltered from the burning rays
O God, when o'er the ocean
Ye spirits of the free
Strike off my galling fetters
God gave to Afric's sons
Sons of the noble sires
Again the Lord of life and light
The Funeral
On this glad day, O God, we would
Hosannas, Lord, to thee we sing
When Jesus, our Redeemer, came
They roam where danger dwells
'Tis not in yonder starry host
Thanksgiving for Deliverance in a Storm

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