Happy the heart, where graces reign
Happy the man, whose wishes climb
Happy the men, whom strength divine
Hark! from on high a solemn voice
Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound
Hark! the glad sound, the Saviour comes
Hark! the voice of love and mercy
Hark! 'tis our heav'nly Leader's voice
Hark! what celestial notes

He dies, the friend of sinners dies
Heav'n has confirm'd the great decree
High in the heav'ns, eternal God
High let us swell our tuneful notes
Holy and rev'rend is the name
Holy, holy, holy Lord

Hosannah! let us join to sing

Hosannah to the Son

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How happy is the man, who hears

How gracious and how wise

How long shall death, the tyrant, reign
How long shall dreams of creature-bliss
How precious is the book divine
How rich are thy provisions, Lord
How rich thy gifts, Almighty King
How still and peaceful is the grave
How swift the torrent rolls
How various and how new

How vast is the tribute I owe

How well our great Preserver knows
I love the Lord; he heard my cries
I love the volumes of thy word

I love thy Zion, Lord
I want a principle within
If high or low our station be

If solid happiness we prize

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I'll praise my Maker, whilst I've breath
Immortal God! on thee we call

Imposture shrinks from light

Indulgent Father! how divine

Indulgent God! whose bounteous care
Indulgent God! with pitying eye
In glad amazement, Lord, I stand
In raptures let our hearts ascend
In sleep's serene oblivion laid

In sweet exalted strains

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JESUS! and shall it ever be

Jesus invites his saints

Jesus is gone above the skies
Jesus, our triumphant Head
Jesus shall reign, where'er the sun
Join all the glorious names
Joy to the world: the Lord is come
LADEN with guilt, and full of fears
Let all the heathen writers join
Let av'rice, borne from shore to shore
Let coward guilt with pallid fear

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Let the high heav'ns your songs invite
Let the whole race of creatures lie
Life is a span, a fleeting hour

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Lo! he comes, from heav'n descending

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Lo! he cometh! countless trumpets
Lo! what a pleasing sight

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Long as I live, I'll bless thy name
Lord, all I am is known to thee
Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing
Lord, dost thou shew a corner-stone

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Lord, in this vale of tears

Lord of my life! O may thy praise

Lord of the sabbath! hear our vows

Lord of the worlds above

Lord! thou wilt hear me when I pray

Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me through

Lord! 'tis a pleasant thing to stand

Lord! we adore thy wondrous name
Lord! we have wander'd from thy way
Lord! what our ears have heard
Lord, when iniquities abound

Lord, when our raptur'd thought surveys

MAKER, and sov'reign Lord

Man has a soul of vast desires

Mark the soft-falling snow

Mark! when tempestuous winds arise
Mistaken souls, that dream of heav'n

Must friends and kindred droop and die
My dear Redeemer, and my Lord
My Father! cheering name

My God! and is thy table spread
My God, how endless is thy love
My God, my everlasting hope
My God, my hope! if thou art mine
My God, my life, thy various praise
My God, my portion, and my love
My God! permit me not to be
My God, the visits of thy face

My God, thy boundless love I praise

My God, what blessings round me shone

My God, whose all-pervading eye
My gracious God, accept my pray'r

My heart and ways, O God

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My Maker, and my King

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My soul, before thy Maker bow

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My soul, praise the Lord

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My soul, repeat his praise

My soul, the awful hour will come
My waken'd soul, extend thy wings

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NAKED as from the earth we came
No, I'll repine at death no more
Nor eye hath seen, nor ear hath heard
Not all the nobles of the earth
Not from relentless fate's dark womb
Not to the terrors of the Lord

Now begin the heav'nly theme

Now be that sacrifice survey'd'

Now I have found the ground wherein
Now, in the heat of youthful blood
Now, in the hour of deep distress
Now let a true ambition rise
Now let my soul with transport rise
Now let our drooping hearts revive
Now let our songs address the God of
Now let our voices join

peace

Now let us raise our cheerful strains
Now may the God of grace and pow'r
Now to the Lord a noble song

blessed souls are they

O bless the Lord, my soul
O come, behold a scene of dread
Of justice and of truth I sing-
Oft have I turn'd my eye within
O God, my Saviour, and my King
O God of Jacob, by whose hand
O happiness, thou pleasing dream
O happy soul that lives on high
O hear me, Lord! on thee I call
O! how my fears the dangers move
O Lord! my best desires fulfil
O Lord! our fathers oft have told

O Lord, our heav'nly king

One there is, above all others

On Judah's plains as shepherds sat

On wings of faith, mount up my soul and rise
Oppress'd with guilt, or grief, or care
O praise ye the Lord! prepare a new song
O that the Lord would guide my ways
O the delights, the heav'nly joys
O thou, before whose gracious throne
O thou that hear'st when sinners cry

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O thou, whose tender mercy hears

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O turn, great Ruler of the skies

O'tis a lovely thing to see

Our country is Immanuel's ground
Our Father, thron'd above the sky
Our God! our help in ages past
Our souls with pleasing wonder view
O what stupendous mercy shines
O Zion tune thy voice

PARENT of all, omnipotent

Parent of good! thy works of might
Peace, all ye sorrows of the heart
Peace, my complaining heart
Peace! the welcome sound proclaim.
Perpetual source of light and grace
Pity the nations O our God
Praise, happy land! Jehovah's name
Praise to God, immortal praise
Praise to God, the great Creator
Praise to the Lord of boundless might
Praise to the Lord, who bows his ear
Praise ye the Lord! 'tis good to raise
Praise ye the Lord! who reigns above

"Proclaim," said Christ, "God's wondrous grace

Providence, profusely kind

RAISE, thoughtless sinner, raise thine eye

Raise your triumphant songs

Rejoice, the Lord is King

Rejoice, ye shining worlds on high
Remark, my soul! the narrow bounds
Return, my roving heart, return
SALVATION, O the joyful sound

Searcher of hearts! to thee
Sce Israel's gentle Shepherd stand
See what a living stone

Shall I forsake that heav'nly Friend
Shew pity, Lord! O Lord forgive

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