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That awful day will surely come
That doleful [dreadful] night before his death
The church in her militant state
The counsels of redeeming grace
The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear
The day of Christ, the day of God
The earth, with all her fulness, owns Jehovah
The flesh of our Lord Jesus Christ
The God of Abraham praise, who reigns enthroned
The God who reigns on high
The great archangel's trump shall sound
The heavens declare thy glory, Lord, in every star
The holy song hath died away
The king of heaven his table spreads
The law and prophets all foretold
The Lord declares his will
The Lord descended from above
The Lord in judgment now appears
The Lord is risen indeed
The Lord Jehovah reigns, His throne is built on high
The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied
The Lord of earth and sky, The God of ages praise
The Lord of glory is my Light, And my
The Lord of Sabbath let us praise, In concert with the blest
The Lord on high proclaims His Godhead
The Lord on mortal worms looks down
The Lord, our God, is clothed in [with] might
The Lord, the sovereign King hath [has] fixed his throne on high
The man of sorrow now thou dost indeed appear
The men who slight thy faithful word
The merit of Jehovah's Son
The morning flowers display their sweets
The nations call, from sea to sea
The pity of the Lord
The power to bless my house
The praise of Zion waits for thee
The praying spirit breathe
The promise of my father's love
The saints who die of Christ possessed
The Savior calls, let every ear attend
The Savior, when to heaven he rose
The seed, in scanty handfuls sown
The Spirit breathes upon the Word
The sun of righteousness appears
The [That] day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven
The thing my God doth hate
The voice that speaks Jehovah near
Thee, Jesus, full of truth and grace
Thee, Jesus, thee, the sinner's Friend
Thee, King of saints, we praise For this our living bread

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