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The earth, O Lord, is one wide field
Lord, keep us safe this night
To God who gives our daily bread
See Amid the Winter's Snow
Jesu, now Thy new-made soldier
Oh, blest was he, whose earlier skill
Winter reigneth o'er the land
Now the daylight goes away
In Thy presence, Holy Father
O happy band of pilgrims
Lord Jesus, God and Man
Great God, Thou giver of all good
O Fount of Life and Beauty
Lord, I have sinned; pardon m
Blessed night, when Bethlehem's plain
Be present at our table, Lord
See the leaves around us falling
Hail to the Lord Who comes
From hidden source arising
The saints of God! their conflict past
We sing a loving Jesus
Who is this, so weak and helpless
Behold, the Master passeth by!
High o'er the glittering temple
Glory to the Father give!
The day, O Lord, is spent
Standing at the portal of the opening year
There is an Eye that never sleeps
We thank Thee, Lord, for this fair earth
O Lord, Thy children come to Thee
Thou in Whose Name the two or three
Little children, Advent bids you
This day the Lord's disciples met
Lord, Who hast made me Thy dear child
Gracious Saviour, gentle Shepherd
Every morning the red sun
Forsaken once, and thrice denied
The day is done
Sing, oh, sing, this blessed morn
We are soldiers of Christ, Who is mighty to save
True friends help each other
Father, Holy Father
Saviour, while my heart is tender
All that's good, and great, and true
Above the clear blue sky
Holy Spirit, Lord of glory
Let no hopeless tears be shed
Holy Father, hear our cry
Framer of the light
It is finished! Blessed Jesus

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