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The Savior bids us watch and pray
Welcome to me the darkest night
Plunged in a [the] gulf of dark [deep] despair
Jesus, my Lord attend
Revive us again
Save me O God the swelling flood
We may not climb the heavenly steeps
Arm of the Lord, awake, awake, put on thy strength
Singing glory, glory
Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep
Behold the grave where Jesus lay
Behold the morning sun
Sweet feast of love divine
Blest be the Father and [for] his love
Child of sin and sorrow, Filled with dismay
O gift of gifts! O grace of faith! My God, how can it be
O could I find from day to day
Lord, I cannot let thee go Till a blessing thou bestow
I love to see the Lord below
Behold what pity touched the heart
Lord of the realms above, Our Prophet
Whither, O whither should [shall] I fly
Down to the sacred wave
Oh, for a shout of sacred joy
How blest the sacred tie that binds
Angel [Angels], roll the rock [stone] away
Christ the [our] Lord is [has] risen today, [Alleluia] [Sons of men]
Let us with a joyful mind
Sweet the moments, rich in blessing
Keep silence, all created things
O Lord, if in the book of life
I love the Lord, he heard my cries
Weeping soul, no longer mourn, Jesus all thy griefs hath borne
A mind at perfect peace with God
How happy is the Christian's state!
He lives, the [that] great Redeemer [Creator] lives
My gracious Lord [God], I own thy right
Praise the Lord, his glories [glory] show
Come, Jesus, Redeemer, abide thou with me
Jesus is mine
O thou, my light, my life, my joy
From thy dear pierced side
Awake, my soul, and sing
Alleluia, song of gladness
A few more years shall roll
Traveling on so glad and free
No dying there
A mother may forgetful be
Amidst us our Beloved stands
Beneath our feet and o'er our head

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