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With a believing master blessed [blest]
With all our soul, O Lord, we give
With glorious clouds encompassed round
With glory clad, with strength arrayed
With joy we meditate the [thy] grace
With songs and honors sounding loud
Witness, ye men and angels, now
Woe to the men on earth who dwell
Would Jesus have the [a] sinner die
Wretch that I am, from God I've strayed
Wretched, helpless, and distressed
Ye boundless realms of joy
Ye different sects, who all declare
Ye faithful souls, who Jesus know
Ye golden lamps of heaven, farewell [adieu]
Ye hearts with youthful vigor warm
Ye humble souls that [who] seek the Lord
Ye mourning saints [friends] [ ones], whose streaming tears
Ye neighbors and friends of [to] Jesus, draw near
Ye ransomed sinners, hear
Ye servant [servants] of the Lord, Each in his [your] office waits
Ye simple souls [ones] that [who] stray
Ye that pass by, behold the man
Ye virgin [waiting] souls, arise
Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor Behold a royal feast
Yes, from this instant, now, I will to my offended Father cry
Yes, the Redeemer rose [lives]; The Savior left the dead
Yield to me now, for I am weak
Young men and maidens, raise
Young men exhort, the apostle said
Hark, from the tomb [tombs] a doleful [warning] [mournful] sound
A goodly [godly] formal saint, I long appeared in sight
A nation God delights to bless
A thousand oracles divine Their common
Abashed be all the boast of age
Abraham, when severely tried
Absent, alas, from God, We in the body
According to Thy gracious word, In meek humility
Adam, descended from above
Again the kind revolving year
Ah lord with trembling I confess
Ah, whither should I go
Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die?
All glory to God in the sky, and peace upon earth be restored
All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall
All praise to him who dwells in bliss
All praise to our redeeming Lord
All praise to the Lamb, accepted I am
All praise to the Lord
All praise to thee, my God, this night

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