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A pilgrim through this lonely world
Ah! how shall fallen man
Would you win a soul to God?
Come to the ark, come to the ark
Dearest of all the names above
Wouldst thou eternal life obtain!
O Saviour, lend a listening ear
Oh, see how Jesus trusts himself
Jesus! thou art the sinner's Friend
My Saviour, thou thy love to me
My Saviour, whom absent I love
Inspirer and hearer of prayer
What cheering words are these
Oh, what stupendous mercy shines
Our God is love, and all his saints
Blest is the man whose softening heart
Sow in the morn thy seed
Oh, praise our God today
Be still, my heart! these anxious cares
There is a blesséd home
Our children, Lord, in faith and prayer
How large the promise! how divine!
When human hopes all wither
When I view my Saviour bleeding
A parting hymn we sing
Soon may the last glad song arise
Saw ye not the cloud arise
How blest the righteous when he dies!
Palms of glory, raiment bright
Hark! a voice divides the sky!
Give me the wings of faith, to rise
See the ransomed millions stand
Thou who roll'st the year around
To God the Father's throne
Praise the name of God most high
I love the sacred Book of God!
Where, O my soul, oh, where
Awake, and sing the song
Behold, the morning sun
As the hart, with eager looks
Worthy the Lamb of boundless sway
Hail, thou once despiséd Jesus!
O thou Sun of glorious splendor!
Come, all ye saints of God
Though I should seek to wash me clean
Say, sinner! hath a voice within
There is a line, by us unseen
The people of the Lord
Light of the soul! O Saviour blest!
To whom, my Saviour, shall I go

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