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With my whole heart I'll raise my song
With sacred joy we lift our eyes
With stately [steady] towers and bulwarks strong
With tears of anguish I lament
With what delight I raise my eyes
Without blood is no remission
Would you behold the works of God
Wretched, helpless, and distress'd
Why did the heathen madly rage
Why doth the Lord depart so far?
When Pharaoh dar'd to vex the saints
When God, provok'd with daring crimes
When Israel, freed from Pharaoh's hand
With my whole hear I've sought thy face
When God restor'd our captive state
When God reveal'd his gracious name
With all my pow'rs of heart and tongue
When I with pleasing wonder stand
We love thee, Lord, and we adore
Where shall the man be found
While I keep silence and conceal
When man grows bold in sin
Why should I vex my soul and fret
Why, O! my soul! why thus deprest
Why doth the man of riches grow
Why should the haughty tyrant boast
We bless the Lord, the just, the good
Will God for ever cast us off?
When Israel sinn'd, the Lord reprov'd
With rev'rence let the saints appear
Why do the men of malice rage
With transport, Lord, our souls proclaim
When pain and anguish seize me, Lord
Writhing in pain, our Saviour pray'd
Who will arise and plead my right
When Christians Shared Agape Meals
We Have Received Christ Jesus
What Colors God Has Made
We need not soar above the skies
What have I then wherein to trust
Would Jesus have the sinner die
When gracious Lord, when shall it be
We by his Spirit prove
Whom man forsakes thou wilt not leave
Who can describe the joys that rise
When those who feared the Lord of old
What never speak one evil word
Whom Jesus' blood doth sanctify
Who shall inhabit in thy hill
Who in the Lord confide

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