Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews

Hark! the glad sound! the Saviour comes
Hath not thy heart within thee burned.
Hear my prayer, O Heavenly Father
Here is the spring where waters flowe
Here, sweetly forgetting and wholly forgot
He who himself and God would know
How bleft is he whose tranquil mind
How happy are the new-born race
How meanly dwells the immortal mind
How fhalt thou bear the cross that now
How sweet, how calm this Sabbath morn.
Humbly while my soul doth prove

I and my house are ready, Lord

I beg of you, I beg of you, my brothers

I cannot find Thee! Still on restless pinion
If any be distressed, and fain would gather
I know not if or dark or bright

I look to Thee in every need

I love to steal awhile away
I'm returning, not departing
In the beginning was the Word

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Lord, the lights are gleaming from the distant shore

Lord, Thou haft given me a cell.

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

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O Thou great Friend to all the sons of men

O spirit, freed from earth

O this is bleffing, this is rest

O Thou who didft deny to me.

O timely happy, timely wise

O time of tranquil joy and holy feeling

O to have dwelt in Bethlehem

O'er the dark wave of Galilee

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One baptism, and one faith

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Strong are all the walls around me

Strong-souled Reformer, whose far-seeing faith
Sweet Saviour! bless us ere we go

That myftic word of Thine, O sovereign Lord

The Banyan of the Indian ifle .

The child leans on its parent's breast
The day is ended. Ere I fink to fleep
The day of the Lord is at hand

The foe behind, the deep before
The hour of my departure 's come
The hour, the hour, the parting hour
The Lord descended from above.
The Lord is King! lift up thy voice.
The Lord my pasture shall prepare

The prayers I make will then be sweet indeed
The purple morning gilds the eastern skies
Therefore, O friend! I would not, if I might

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Thou God of Love! beneath thy fheltering wings
Thou hidden Source of calm repose
Thou, long disowned, reviled, oppreft.
Thousands, O Lord of Hofts! this day
Through night to light.

Thus saith God of His Anointed
Thy will be done! I will not fear
'T was in the watches of the night

We bless thee for this sacred day

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We see not, know not; all our way.

We will not weep; for God is standing by us

What ails my heart, that in my breast
What are these in bright array?

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When all Thy mercies, O my God
When darkness long has veiled my mind
When gathering clouds around I view
When God upheaved the pillared earth
When in the vale of lengthened years
When life's tempeftuous ftorms are o'er
When the worn spirit wants repose

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While Thee I seek, protecting Power
While toil and warfare urge us on our way

Who, that a watcher doth remain

Why shouldft thou study in the month of June
Without hafte! without reft!

With years oppreffed, with sorrow worn
Would you be young again?

Yes, I will always love; and, as I ought.
Yes, thou mayft weep, for Jesus fhed
Your harps, ye trembling saints

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