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Entered according to Act of Congress, in the year 1860, by

SWAN, BREWER & TILESTON, In the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the District of Massachusetts.

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For all thy saints, O God
From the recesses of a lowly spirit
GIVE me the wings of faith to rise
God bless our native land
Go when the morning shineth
Grace! 'tis a charming sound
Great God, and wilt thou condescend
Guide me, O thou great Jehovah

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HAIL to the Lord's anointed
Hark, my soul, it is the Lord
Hath not thy heart within thee burned
Hear, Father, hear our prayer .
Here, in the broken bread.
He sendeth sun, he sendeth shower
High on a hill of dazzling light
How glorious is the hour
I ASK thee, Lord, for daily strength
If human kindness meets return
I know that my Redeemer lives
I looked upon the righteous man
I love to steal a while away
In the cross of Christ I glory
1 send the joys of earth away
I sing the almighty power of God.
Is there a lone and dreary hour
Is there a time when moments flow
Is this a fast for me.
It came upon the midnight clear
It is the one true light.
I worship thee, sweet will of God

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JESUS, I love thy charming name
Jesus, I my cross have taken
Jesus, Lover of my soul
Jesus, the very thought of thee
Just as I am, without one plea .
LAUDED be thy name forever
Lead, kindly light, amid the encircling gloom
Lift your glad voices in triumph on high
Light of those whose dreary dwelling
Lord Jesus, come! for here
Lord, with fervor I would praise thee
Lo, the day of rest declineth
Lo, what a glorious sight appears
Lowly and solemn be..
MY God, thy boundless love I praise
My soul, what hast thou done for God
My spirit longeth for thee.
NEARER, my God, to thee
New every morning is the love
No war nor battle's sound
Now condescend, almighty King
Now to the Lord a noble song.

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O BREAD to pilgrims given
O cease, my wandering soul.
O, come and sing your Maker's name
0, could I soar to worlds above
O, could I speak the matchless worth
O'er the dark wave of Galilee
O God, whose dread and dazzling brow
0, it is hard to work for God
0, lead me to the rock.
O Lord, turn not thy face away.
O love divine, that stooped to share
0, mean may seein this house of clay
One sweet flower has drooped and faded
On Jordan's stormy banks I stand
Oppression shall not always reign .
O sacred head, now wounded
O say not thou art left of God.
O spirit freed from bondage
O stay thy tears, for they are blest
O thou, whose

power tremendous .
Our country is Immanuel's ground
O when the tide of graces set
O ye immortal throng
PLANTED in Christ, the living Vine.
REMEMBER me, the Saviour said
Rock of Ages, cleft for me
SHALL we grow weary in our watch
Slowly by God's hand unfurled
So fades the lovely, blooming flower
Softly now the light of day
Sometimes a light surprises .
Sow in the morn thy seed .
Speak gently, it is better far
Sweet is the work, my God, my King.
Sweet the moments, rich in blessing :
THE billows swell, the winds are high
The bird that soars on highest wing .
The earth, all light and loveliness
The glories of our birth and state
The look, the fashion of God's ways
The morning light is breaking
The praying spirit breathe
There is an hour of peaceful rest
There is an eye that never sleeps
The Saviour comes ! no outward pomp
These glorious minds, how bright they shine
The triumphs of the martyred saints
The world may change from old to new
Think gently of the erring
Thou art gone to the grave; but we will not deplore thee
Thou art, O God, the life and light
'Thou hidden source of calm repose
Thou, infinite in love
Thou must go forth alone, my soul
Thou who didst sto below

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