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Aloud we sing the wondrous grace
O thou, from whom all goodness flows
O thou, that hear'st the pray'r of faith
To God let highest praise be giv'n
O what shall I do, my Saviour to praise!
O'er those gloomy hills of darkness
On this sweet morn my Lord arose
Once more before we part
Jesus, the sinner's friend
Once more we keep the sacred day
Lord's prayer
Our Lord is risen from the dead
"A Saviour!" let creation sing!
Paschal Lamb, by God appointed
Past is the dire decree! to die
Patience! O 'tis a grace divine
Peace, by his cross, hath Jesus made
O happy pilgrims, spotless fair
Pity a helpless sinner, Lord
Praise the Lord, who reigns above
Rejoice, the Saviour reigns
Rejoice, ye nations of the world
Rejoice ye saints, in ev'ry state
Saints in their graves lie down in peace
Stern winter throws his icy chains
Strange that so much of heav'n and hell
Stretch'd on the cross, the Saviour dies
Sweet to rejoice in lively hope
The deluge, at th'Almighty's call
The Saviour with inviting voice
"The time is short"! the season near
Thee Father, we praise
Thee will we praise, Eternal King
There is a fountain fill'd with blood
There is a God, all nature speaks
There is a River that supplies
There's not an evil flies
These mortal joys, how soon they fade!
Thine earthly sabbaths, Lord, we love
This God is the God we adore
Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb!
Thou didst, O mighty God, exist
Thou God of Jabez hear
Thou lovely source of true delight
Thou only Sov'reign of my heart
Thou,--who didst form the rolling spheres
Thou, who for sinners once was slain
Thus saith the Shepherd of the sheep
Thy life I read, my dearest Lord
When Israel's tribes were parch'd with thirst

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