HYMN. 291

Lord, to my soul speak peace again
Lord, we adore thy boundless grace
Lord, we come before thee now
Lord, we confess our num'rous faults
Lord, we desire to praise thy name
Lord, when my rising thoughts recall
Lord, when my thoughts delighted rove
Love divine, all love excelling,

454 385 493 557 152 180

M
Man hath a soul of vast desires
May the pow'r that brings salvation
Meet and right it is to sing
Meeting in the Saviour's name
Mighty God, while angels bless thee
Most

precious name of all above
My God, how endless is thy love
My God, the cov'nant of thy love
My God, the spring of all my joys
My Father knows my feeble frame
My gracious, injur'd'Lord
My gracious Redeemer I love
My helper, God, I bless his name
My Saviour, my Almighty Friend
My Saviour, thou didst shed
My shepherd will supply my need
My song shall bless the Lord of all
My soul repeat his praise
My thoughts surmount these lower skies

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Naked as from the earth we came
No more my God, I boast no more
No strength of nature can suffice
Not all the blood of beasts
Nothing know we of the season
Now be my heart inspired to sing
Now begin the heav'nly theme

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MYYN.
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660
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Now gracious Lord thine arm reveal
Now let our cheerful eyes survey
Now let our drooping hearts revive
Now let the feeble all be strong
Now let us join with hearts and tongues
Now
may

fervent prayer arise
Now may the gospel's conqu’ring pow'r
Now may the Lord reveal his face
Now raise a solemn cheerful strain
Now to the Lord that makes us know

0
O come thou wounded Lamb of God
O could I find some peaceful bow'r
O Father, thou fountain of love
O for a closer walk with God
O for a heart prepar'd to sing
O for a heart to praise my God
O for an overcoming faith
O for a shout of sacred joy
O for a thousand tongues to sing
O God our help in ages past
O bad I the wings of a dove
O happy they who know the Lord
O if my soul was form’d for woe
O Jesus let me bless thy name
O Lord be ever near us
O Lord how little do we know
O Lord how vile am I
O Lord I would delight in thee
O Lord my best desires fulfil
O Lord my God in mercy turn
O Lord our languid souls inspire
O Lord why should I doubt thy love
O love divine how sweet thou art
O love divine what hast thou done
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my

distrustful heart
O my Lord, what must I do
0
my

soul what means this sadness

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352
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449
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182
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365

O speak that gracious word again
O that I knew the secret place
O that the Lord would guide my ways
O the delight the heavenly joys
O thou from whom all goodness flows
O thou God of our salvation
O thou thạt hear'st the prayer of faith
O thou that hear'st when sinners cry
O thou to whose all searching sight
O thou who didst thy glory leave
O what amazing words of grace
O when shall I like Jesus be
O Zion afflicted with wave upon wave
O Zion when I think on thee
O'er the gloomy hills of darkness
Of thy love some gracious token
Oft as the bell with solemn toll
On Jordan's stormy banks I stand
On the mountain's top appearing
On thee, O God of purity
Once to other lords we bow'd
One there is above all others
Our Father sits on yonder throne
Our great High-Priest we sing
Our heavenly Father calls

P
Pity a helpless sinner, Lord
Plung'd in a gulph of dark despair
“ Poor and afflicted,” Lord are thine
Poor sinner, come, cast off thy fear
Poor, weak, and worthless, tho' l'am
Praise the Lord who reigns above
Prepare me, O my God

R
Redeemer, whither should I flee
Rejoice, believer, in the Lord
Rejoice in God, the word commands

HYMN.
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538
303
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257
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147
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HYMN.
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219
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74

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Rejoice, the Lord is King
Rescu'd from the hand of strangers
Rise, gracious God, and shine
Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings
Rock of ages cleft for me

S
Safely through another week
Salvation! how precious the sound
Salvation! O melodious sound
Salvation! O the joyful sound
Saviour! and can it be
Saviour divine, we know thy name
Saviour! I thy 'word believe
Saviour of men and Lord of love
Saviour! through the desert lead us
Saviour! visit thy plantation
See from Zion's sacred mountain
See how many thousands yonder
See how rude winter's icy hand
See, Lord, before thy throne of grace
See that mountain high exalted
Sinful, and blind, and poor
Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands
Sing, ye redeemed of the Lord
Sinners, come, though poor and needy
Sinners, bear, for God hath spoken
Sinner, obey the gospel word
Some sweet savour of thy favour
Son of God, thy blessing grant
Sons of God, triumphant rise
Sovereign of life, I own thy hand
Stand up my soul, shake off thy fears
Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay
Strange and mysterious is my life
Stricken, smitten, and afflicted
Submissive to thy will, my God
Sun of righteousness arise
Sweet day of rest! for thee I'd wait

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347
229
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416
417
407
464

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154
565
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333
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193
460
427

Sweet is the memory of thy grace
Sweet is the work, my God, my King
Sweet the moments, rich in blessing
Sweet the time, exceeding sweet
Sweet was the time when first I felt
Sweeter sounds than music knows

T
Ten thousand talents once I ow'd
The dark eclipse is past
The God Jehovah reigns
The God of Abraham praise
The God of glory dwells on high
The God of truth his church has bless'd
The God who once to Israel spoke
The God who reigns above we call
The gospel comes

with welcome news
The Lord is kind in all his ways
The Lord is risen indeed
The Lord is risen indeed
The Lord is ris'n, O glorious hour
The Lord will happiness divine
The praise of Zion waits for thee
The privilege I greatly prize
The promise we for Isra'l plead
The Saviour bears a precious name
The Saviour calls, let every ear
The Saviour lives, no more to die
The sinner who thro' precious faith
The sons of Israel stand alone
There is a fountain fill'd with blood
There is a house not made with hands
There is a land of pure delight
There is no path to heav'nly bliss
There's not a name beneath the skies
Thine earthly sabbaths, Lord, we love
This is the feast of heav'nly wine
Tho' nature's strength decay
Tho' sore beset with guilt and fear

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119

6
14
102
238
412

2
391
326
426
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123
341
447
171
227
145
419
120
378
215

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567

92
179
434
470

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