Gracious Spirit, Holy Ghost

Guide me, O Thou Great Jehovah

Hail, bright Star of ocean

Hail, gladdening Light, of His pure glory pour'd

Hail, Mary, full of grace.

Hark, my soul! it is the Lord.

Hark! the herald angels sing
Have mercy upon me, O God

He leadeth me! Oh, blessèd thought

Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims.
Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty

How blest the righteous when he dies

How sweet the name of Jesus sounds

I do not ask, O Lord, that life may be

I heard the voice of Jesus say.

I lay me down to sleep

I live for those who love me

I need Thee every hour, most gracious Lord

I to the hills will lift mine eyes

If the Lord me sorrow send

Immortal Love, for ever full

In some way or other the Lord will provide

In the Cross of Christ I glory

In the waves and mighty waters

Jerusalem, my happy home.
Jerusalem the golden.

Jesu dulcis memoria

Jesu! Lover of my soul

Jesus, and shall it ever be?.

Jesus shall reign where'er the sun

Jesus, still lead on.

Jesus, the very thought of Thee

Just as I am, without one plea

Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom

Let God arise, and scattered let all his en'mies be

Lord, it belongs not to my care

Lord of all being, throned afar

Lord, now lettest Thou Thy servant depart in peace

Love divine, all loves excelling

Magnificat

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the coming of the Lord

Miserere mei, Deus

Must Jesus bear the Cross alone
My country! 't is of thee

My God, I love Thee; not because
My God, my Father, blissful name
My God, my Father, while I stray
My soul doth magnify the Lord
Nearer, my God, to Thee

Now I have found the ground wherein
Now thank we all our God

Now the labourer's task is o'er
Nunc dimittis

O come, all ye

faithful

O Deus, ego amo Te.

O for a closer walk with God
O for a heart to praise my God
O give ye praise unto the Lord
O God of Bethel, by whose hand
O God of Truth, whose living word
O Jesu, King most wonderful.
O Jesus, I have promised

O Lord, how happy should we be

O Love, that wilt not let me go

O Sacred Head once wounded

O Thou, from whom all goodness flows

O timely happy, timely wise

Oft in sorrow, oft in woe

Oh for a thousand tongues to sing

Oh to be nothing, nothing

Onward, Christian soldiers! marching as to war

Our Blest Redeemer, ere He breathed.

Our Friend, our Brother, and our Lord

Our God, our help in ages past

Out of the depths have I cried unto Thee, O Lord
Pange lingua gloriosi.

Peace, perfect peace

Praise God from Whom all blessings flow.

Rescue the perishing, care for the dying

Rock of Ages, cleft for me

Safe in the arms of Jesus

Saviour, again to Thy dear name we raise
Saviour, breathe an evening blessing
Saviour, when in dust to Thee

Si scopron le tombe, si levano i morti
Sing, my tongue, the Saviour's glory
Sleep on, beloved, sleep, and take thy rest
So here hath been dawning

Alstyne, Mrs. Van.

Altenburg, Pastor

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