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Blest door of bliss to weary saints
Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow
Cheer up my brethren, and rejoice
Children of the heavenly king as we journey
Come all ye saints and sinners near [now], Come listen a
Come all you weary travellers
Come and taste along with me, consolation and running free
Come brethren and sisters, that [who] love my [our] dear Lord
Come brethren let us all unite
Come, brethren, let us join and sing
Come, brethren, let's sing of Jesus our King
Come, fellow sinners now awake
Come friends and relations let us [come] join heart and hand
Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers
The superlative love of a Redeemer
Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart, Inspire each lifeless tongue
Come sinners now approach your God
Come sinners to the gospel feast
Come thou fount of every blessing
Come to the glorious gospel feast
Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded
Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys
Come, you that Christmas day admire
Companions of thy little flock
Dear brethren, you are mightly strong
Dear Lord, and will [has] thy pardoning love
Dear refuge of my [the] weary soul, On thee, when sorows rise
Death, 'tis a melancholy day To those that have no God
Diffuse thy beams and teach my heart
Encouraged by thy word
Eternal love the darling song
Farewell, my [dear] brethren in the Lord
Farewell, poor [vain] world, I must be gone
Farewell, vain world, I bid adieu
Father of mercies, in thy [your] word
From whence doth [does] this [the] union arise
Give me the wings of faith to rise
Glorious angels do rejoice When sinners turn to God
Go, my heralds, blow [sound] the trumpet
Go on ye [you] Pilgrims, while [here] below
God, in the gospel of his [the] Son
God's power and wisdom is displayed
Great High Priest, we view thee stooping
Hail, happy pilgrims, whence came ye
Hail, sovereign love, that first began
Hail the day that sees him rise
Hail the new year that's now begun
Hark, my gay friends, the monster death
He dies, the heavenly Lover dies
Hear now, ye rebels, saith the Lord

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