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A glory gilds the sacred page
Acquaint thyself quickly, O sinner, with God
All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall
O thou that hearest prayer
O Thou, that hearest the prayer of faith
O thou to whose all searching sight
O thou who hast died to redeem us from hell
O what a rapturous joy possest
O where is now that glowing love
O where shall rest be found
O Zion, tune thy voice And raise thy hands on high
O'er the [those] gloomy hills of darkness
Obedient to our Zion's King
One there is above all others, well [who] deserves
Onward, onward, men of heaven
Our Father in heaven we hallow thy name
Peace humble soul, whose plaintive moan
People of the living God! I have sought the world
Praise, for the sacred word whose power
Praise the Lord, who reigns above
Praise to God, immortal praise
Praise to the Lord on high
Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire
Return, O wanderer, return [Return, return, now wanderer]
Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings
Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee
Roll on, thou rolling ocean
Safely through another week
Savior, I Thy word believe, my unbelief remove
See Isr'l's gentle Shepherd stand [stands]
Sinner, rouse thee from thy sleep
Sinner [sinners], O why so thoughtless grown
Sinner [sinners] turn, why will ye [you] die
Sinner, stop, O stop and think
Sinners, hear the living word
Softly now the light of day
Soon may [shall] the last glad song arise
Sovereign grace has [hath] power alone
The billows swell, the winds are high
The day is far spent, the evening is nigh
The joyful morn, my God, is come
The Lord is our Shepherd, our Guardian and Guide
The Lord, our God, is clothed in [with] might
The mighty angel to whose hand
The promises I [we] sing which love supreme [sovereign love] once [hath] spoke
The Savior hanging on the tree
The swift declining day
The [That] day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven
The voice of free grace cries escape
Thine earthly Sabbath [Sabbaths], Lord we love

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