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PARENT of good, thy works of might
Patience, what a grace divine
Perpetual source of light and grace
Praise the Lord who reigos above
Praise to thee thou great Creator
Praise to the Lord of boundless might
Praise to God, the great Creator
Praise to God, immortal praise
Praise Nature's King, the God whose glory shines
Praise ye the Lord, let praise employ
Precious bible, what a treasure
Prepare, th' appointed herald cried

REJOICE evermore with Angels above
Return, my roving heart, return
Rise my soul and stretch thy wings
Rise every heart and every tongue
Rivers from Jesus flow

SALVATION, O the joyful sound
Searcher of hearts, before thy face
See Israel's gentle shepherd stand
See from the ark the mystic dove
See the bright monarch of the day
Send down thy blessing, gracious Lord
Shall we go on to sin
Shine forth, Eternal Source of light
Should famine o'er the mourning field
Shout, for the blessed Jesus reigns
Sing to the Lord a joyful song
Sing to the Lord Jehovah's name
Sing to the Lord ye distant lands
Sing, ye sons of might, O sing
Sing to the Lord who loud proclaims
So did the Hebrew prophet raise
So let our lips and lives express
Songs of immortal praise belong
Sons of men, behold him far
Soon will appear a brighter sky
Strong is thy hand, Almighty King
Sleep, sleep to-day, tormenting cares
Sweet is the work, my God, my King
Sweet is the mem'ry of thy grace
Sweet is the friendly voice that speaks

Teach me the measure of my days
Thanks for mercies past, receive
That man is blest, who stands in awe
The depths of wisdom who can find
The gifts indulgent heaven bestows
The God Jehovah reigns
The joyful, happy day appears.

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'The King of saints, how fair his face
The lofty pillars of the sky
The heavens declare thy glory, Lord (C. M.)
The heavens declare thy glory, Lord (L. M.)
The Lord in Zion plac'd his name
The Lord is our Shepherd, our guardian and guide
The Lord our shepherd feeds his flock
The Lord of glory is my light
The Lord, the Sor’reign King
The Lord my shepherd is
The Lord in pow'r and wisdom reigos
The Lord on high proclaims
The Lord my pasture sball prepare
The Lord of glory reigns, he reigns on high
The rising morn, the closing day
The Prince of Peace is come
There is a fountain fill'd with blood
There is a glorious world on high
There is a house not made by hands
The rolling year, Almighty Lord
The Saviour calls, let every ear
The silent noon of night was past
These glorious minds, how bright they shine
The trav’ller lost in night
The trifling joys this world can give
The thirsty earth receives the rain
Th’ uplifted eye and bended knee
Th’uvchangeable Jehovah saith
Th’ Almighiy stoops to view the skies
They that have made their refuge God
Thine is the throne, beneath thy reign
This is the day the Lord of Life
This God is the God we adore
This do in mem'ry of your friend
This is the fast the Lord doth choose
This is the day the Lord hath made
Though faint and sick, and worn away
Though perfect eloquence adorn'd
Thou art my portion O my God
Thou art, O God, the life and light
Thou great, all-knowing present God
Thou who sitt'st enthron’d above
Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb
Through all the changing scenes of life
Thus saith the first, the great command
Thus saith the high and lofty one
Thus spake the Saviour when he sent
Thus the Eternal Father spake
Thy name, Almighty Lord
Thy word is like a heav'nly light
Thy inercies fill the earth, O Lord
Thy presence, Lord, gives pure delight
Thy name we extol, Jehovah, our King

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Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess
Thy benediction, Lord
Thy ways, O Lord, with wise design
Time wings our moments swift away
'Tis good to praise Jehovah's name
'Tis by thy strength the mountains stand
'Tis by the faith of joys to come
To our Almighty Maker God
To God I lift my eyes (S. M.).
To God I lift my eyes (P.M.)
To Christ the son the Father spake
To bless thy chosen race
To thee, my God, my heart shall bring
To Jesus, our exalted Lord
To thee, my God, my days are known
To God, its source, iny soul aspires
To thee, O God, we homage pay
To Jesus lifted up on high
To wand'rers in the dismal road
To your Creator, God
To thee, O God, my thoughts ascend
To thee, O God! my prayer ascends
To praise the Lord be our delight
Triumphant arch, that fill'st the sky

UPWARD we lift our eyes

VITAL spark of heavenly flame

We are the offspring of our God
We love the volume of thy word
Welcome, thou day of rest
Welcome the hope of Isr'el's race
What dazzling light is that which shires
What glorious tidings do I hear
What sudden glories did surprise
What wonders hath Jehovah wrought
What glory gilds the sacred page
What heav'nly wisdom has bestow'd
What is this within me burning
What works of wisdom, power and love
What though downy slumbers flee
What beauteous visions, clear and bright
When as returns this solemn day
When God descends with meir to dwell
When my astonish'd eyes behold
When God would on the Gentiles rise
When I survey life's varied scene
When God reveal'd his gracious name
When I survey tbis world
When marshall’d on the nightly plain
When Israel through the desert pass'd
When will the eye-lids of that morn
When sinners quit their wicked ways


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When the blest comforter is nigh
When Abram, full of sacred awe
When Asia's mighty conqueror died
When the blest light of day declines
Wherefore should man, frail child of clay
Wherewith shall I approach the Lord
While God my Father's near
While with remorse and woe oppress'd
While thee I seek, protecting power
While thoughtless sinners choose
Wbile sounds of war are beard around
While here as wand'ring sheep we stray
While my Redeemer's near
While shepherds watch'd their flocks by night
Who sball towards thy chosen seat
Why sinks my weak desponding mind
Why is my heart so cold
Why does your face, ye humble souls
Why should the servants of the Lord
Why thus dejected, O my soul
With ecstacy of joy.
With sacred joy we lift our eyes
With joy we meditate the grace
With one copsent let all the earth
With eye impartial Heaven's high King
With patient hope my God I sought



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Ye sons of men, with joy record
Ye servants of the Almighty King
Ye servants of thi’ Eternal King
Ye boundless realms of joy
Ye Angels that surround the throne
Ye weak inhabitants of clay
Ye subjects of the Lord, proclaim
Ye holy souls, in God rejoice
Ye favour'd children of the Lord
Ye glittring toys of earth, adieu
Ye nymphs of Solyma, begin the song
Ye bumble souls, complain no more
Ye thirsty souls, approach the spring
Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor
Ye followers of the Prince of Peace
Ye heavy-laden, come repose
Ye realms below the skies
Ye servants of the Lord.
Yet saith the Lord, if David's race

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Zeal is that pure and heavenly flame


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