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Now let our voices join
Now to the Lord a noble [joyful] song
Now to the Lord, that [who] makes [made] us know
O thou of little faith, On seas of trouble tossed
O what amazing words of grace Are in the gospel found
Of old did Jesus condescend
On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye
On the mountain [mountain's] top appearing
On thee, each morning, O my God, My waking thoughts attend
Our little bark, on boisterous seas
Pleasing spring again is here
Plunged in a [the] gulf of dark [deep] despair
Praise, everlasting praise, be paid
Praise to the Lord on high
Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire
Prostrate dear Jesus at thy feet
Raise thee my soul fly up and run
Raise your triumphant songs
Say, sinner, hath a voice within
See, the eternal Judge descending
See the ransomed millions stand
Shall the vile race of flesh and blood
Shall we go on to sin
Shout for the great Redeemer reigns
Since all the changing [coming] [downward] varying [various] scenes of time
Sing, all ye ransomed of the Lord
Sinner, art thou [are you] still secure [sincere]
Sinner [sinners], O why so thoughtless grown
Sinner [sinners], the voice of God regard
Sinner, stop, O stop and think
So let our lips and lives express
Softly now the light of day
Sons of men, behold him [from] far, Hail the
Sovereign of worlds, display thy power
Spirit of power and might, behold
Stand up, and bless the Lord, ye people
Stand up, my soul [our souls], shake off thy [your] fears
Stay, thou insulted [long suffering] Spirit
Stoop down, my thoughts, that [which] used [use] to rise
Stretched on the cross the Savior dies [died]
Sure the blest Comforter is nigh
The Lord descending from above
The Lord is risen indeed
The Lord Jehovah reigns, His throne is built on high
The Lord on high proclaims His Godhead
The Lord shall [will] come, the earth shall [will] quake
The mind was formed to mount sublime
The morning dawns upon the place
The voice of free grace cries escape
Thee we adore, eternal name, And humbly

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