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F.
Fairest of all the lights above
Forgiveness! 'tis a joyful sound
Fain wou'd my soul enjoy her God
For mercies, countless as the sands
From pole to pole let others roam
Fierce passions discompose the mind
Father how wide thy glory shines

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G.
God is a name my soul adores
God moves in a mysterious way
Great God of wonders ! all thy ways
Gentle spirit, waft me over
Great king ! thy dread decrees
Gall'd with the tyrant's power
Great God, amid the darksome night
Great God, what hosts of angels stand
Glory to God on high
Guide me, () thou great Jehovah
God of my life, to thee I call -

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H.
Hence from my soul, my sins depart 13.
He dies--the heavenly lover dies

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How meanly dwells th' immortal mind 59
How long shall death the tyrant reign 60
Hark! 'tis the trump of God

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Hail! thou eternal Logos, hail

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Hasten, hasten sweetest dove

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Hark! hark! the trumpet's solemn sound 77
Honour to that diviner ray

80

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Hear, gracious God, my humble moan 104
How great, how terrible that God 125
He comes, he comes to judge the world 128
Hail, sovereign love! that first began -132
Hail mercy, name for ever dear

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Hail to the sovereign pow'r that broke 142
Hear Oye dead, awake, arise

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Hail! pilgrims on the burning sands 169
Hark! my soul, it is the Lord

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How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 180
Hear what God the Lord hath spoken 194
Here at Bethesda's pool the poor - 198
Hark! hark! salvation loudly sounds 216
Happy the hours the golden days 247

1.
Israel in ancient days
Infinite power, eternal Lord
If there are passions in my soul
Jesus I love. Come dearest name
It is the Lord-enthron'd in light
Jesus, at thy command
Jesus lover of my soul
Jesus, my all, to heaven's

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I quit the world's fantastic joys
Jesus the sovereign and the friend
Indulgent Father, how divine
Imprison’d, dark, shut up, I lay
Jesus, my fainting spirit waits -
Joy is a fruit that will not grow
Jesus whose blood so freely stream'd
I wou'd, but cannot siug

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Jesus thy blood and righteousness
In evil long I took delight
Jesus, and shall it ever be
Into a frame of holy awe

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K.
Keep silence all created things
King of Salem, bless my soul -

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L.
Lord thou hast been thy children's God

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Let avarice, from shore to shore

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Lord, when we see a saint of thine 26
Lord, at the footstool of thy grace 76
Lord, 'tis an infinite delight

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Lo! he cometh! countless trumpets 126
Lo! he comes with clouds descending

127
Lord, thou with an unerring beam 158
Lord, who hast suffer'd all for me 212
Let others boast their ancient line 217
Let those who walk in paths of sin 223
Let all my anxious cares be gone 232
Let saints on earth their anthems raise 235

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M.
My thoughts that often mount the skies 14
Mortals, awake, with angels join

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My crimes awake, and hideous fear 56
Mad is the world's delusive strife
Must all the charms of nature then 122
My God! thy boundless love we praise 145

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Messiah's born--the glad'ning sound
My song shall bless the Lord of all
My God, shall I for ever mourn

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N.
No 'tis in vain to seek for bliss
Not all the nobles of the earth
Now let my faith grow strong, and rise
Now let our souls, on wings sublime
Now far above the starry skies
No more, ye humble mourners, sigh
Now in a song of grateful praise

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O azure vaults! O chrystal sky
Oft have I sat in secret sighs
O for a closer walk with God
O that I knew the secret place
Our Lord is risen from the dead
O the immense, th' amazing height
Of all the joys we mortals know
O what stupendous mercy shines
O Lord, my best desires fulfil
O my soul, what means this sadness
O'er the gloomy hills of darkness
Our souls, O Lord, adore
O blest the souls! who firmly just
O happy Saints ! who sweetly rest
Our life is but an idle play
O Lord ! to whom for help I call
O thou, whose tender mercies hear

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One there is, above all others
O how I love thy holy word
O for a faith to see my God
O for a thousand tongues to sing

P.
Praise ye the Lord with joyful tongue
Prostrate, dear Jesus at thy feet
Precious Bible! what a treasure
Poor, weak, and worthless tho' I am
Pity a helpless sinner, Lord

R.
Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings
Return, degen'rate soul, return
Return to bless my waiting eyes
Rejoice, the Lord is King

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S.
Stand still, refulgent orb of day

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Shall Atheists dare insult the cross 22
Some Seraph, lend your heav'nly tongue 28
Stretch'd on the cross, the Saviour dies 40
See, Lord, thy willing subjects bow 42
Stand and adore! How glorious he 55
See the glad day approach

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Say, who is she, that looks abroad 113
See how rude winter's icy hand

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Sinners, O) why so thoughtless grown 129
Sinners now we call upon you

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Say, heavenly muse, and teach my song 154
See! God unsheaths his flaming sword 165
See how the spirit's griev'd -

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