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A broken heart, my God, my King
A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify
Then, O my Lord, prepare my soul
Come, see if there ever was sorrow like his
Almighty father of mankind
Always with us, always with us, Words of cheer
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved
Angels from the realms of glory
Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers
Another six days' work is done
Approach, my soul, the mercy seat
Arise, my soul, arise, shake off
Arise, my soul, my joyful powers
Arise, O King of grace, arise
Around the throne of God in heaven, thousands
As pants the hart for cooling flood [springs] [streams]
Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep
At Jacob's well a stranger sought
At thy command, O Lord, our hope
Awake, and sing the song of Moses and the Lamb
Awake, my soul, and with the sun
Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays
Awake my soul, stretch every nerve
Awake, our souls, away our fears
Awake, ye saints, and raise [lift] your eyes
Beautiful Zion, built above; Beautiful city that I love
Before Jehovah's awful throne
Begin, my soul, the exalted lay
Behold the glories of the Lamb, Amidst [amid] his father's throne
Behold the sure foundation stone
Behold what wondrous grace
Beyond the glittering, starry globe [globes] [sky] [skies]
Blessed [Blest] are the sons of God
Blessed Jesus, wouldst thou know him
Blessed Savior, thee I love
Blest are the sons of peace
Blest are the souls that [who] hear and know
Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love
Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow
Bread of heaven, on thee I [we] feed
Brethren, while we sojourn here
Brightest and best of the sons [stars] of the morning
Turn thee, brother, homeward turn
Burdened with guilt, wouldst thou be blest
By faith I view my Savior dying
Call Jehovah thy salvation
Calm me, my God, and keep me calm
Child of sin and sorrow, Filled with dismay
Hark, hark, while infant voices sing
Children of the heavenly king as we journey

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