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O God, I thank thee for each sight
Peace, troubled soul, thou need'st not fear
Out of the dark, the circling sphere
Eternal and immortal King
Dear Saviour, if these lambs should stray
O Jesu, Seelenbräutigam
'Tis finished! the Messiah dies
'Twas by an order from the Lord
Thine early Sabbaths, Lord, we love
O Life, that maketh all things new
Lord, I despair myself to heal
My hope, my all, my Savior thou
Lord, my weak thought in vain would climb
Komm, heil'ger Geist, auf uns herab
The billows swell, the winds are high
Oh, deem not they are blest alone
Behold thy temple, God of grace
With broken heart and contrite sigh
Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay
O Saving Victim, op'ning wide
The prosperous Saint
Saviour, I think upon that hour
'Twas on that dark, that doleful night
Jesus, my All
The past is dark with sin and shame
The starry firmament on high
Jesus, thou everlasting king
Author of faith, eternal Word
Forgive us, Lord! to thee we cry
Awaked from sin's delusive sleep
The Glory of These Forty Days
From Calvary a cry was heard
I ask not wealth, but power to take
Oh! come and mourn with me
Blest hour, when mortal man retires [aspires]
My op'ning eyes with rapture see
Draw near, O holy Dove, draw near
Lord, I am vile, conceived in sin
When, doomed to death, the apostle lay
O Jesu, Lord of heavenly grace
Sunk is the Sun's Last Beam of Light
New every morning is the love
Sole Sov'reign of the earth and skies
Buried in [the] shadows of the night
From all that dwell below the skies
O Holy Saviour, Friend unseen
My Lord, How Full of Sweet Content
Prayer is appointed to convey
Father, Whose Everlasting Love
Return, O, wand'rer, now return

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