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The mem'ry of our dying Lord
The mighty God, the wise and just
The praise of Zion waits for thee
The promise of my Father's love
The ransom'd nations bow

HYMN

532

73

111'

540

491

The Saviour calls, let every ear

196

The Saviour speaks, let every ear

142

The short'liv'd day declines in haste

586

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This spacious earth is all the Lord's

Thou whom my soul admires above
Though nature's strength decay

Thrice happy man who fears the Lord
Through all the various shifting scenes
Through ev'ry age, eternal God!
Thus far the Lord has led me on
Thus far 'tis well, you read, you pray
Thus I resolv'd before the Lord
Thus saith the first, the great command
Thus saith the high. and lofty One

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401

125

714

379

406

458

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590

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Thy presence, everlasting God!
Thy providence, Almighty God!

Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess
Tby name, Almighty Lord!

Thy service, Lord, is my delight
Time, what an empty vapour 'tis
Tis a point long to know

Tis by thy strength the mountains stand
Tis from the treasures of his word
To God I cried with mournful voice

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ro God, my Saviour, and my king
To God, the great, the ever bleat
To God, the only wise

To God, the universal king
To our Almighty Maker, God
To our Redeemer's glorious name
To praise the ever bounteous Lord
To spend one sacred day

Triumphant, Lord, thy goodness reigns
'Twas on that dark, that doleful night
'Twas the commission of our Lord

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HYMN

35

534

572

122

61

737

501

Unshaken as the sacred hill

723

Unthinking mortals, ye must die

587

Unthinking wretch! how couldst thou hope &c. 632

Up to the hills I lift mine eyes

688

Up to the Lord that reigns on high

677

Vain are the hopes that rebels place
Vain are the hopes the sons of men
Vital spark of heav'nly flame

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Wait, O my soul! thy Maker's will
Was pride, alas! e'er made for man
We bless the Lord, the just, the good
We now beneath thy piercing sight
We sing the glories of thy love
Welcome all by sin opprest

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What mean these jealousies and fears
What scenes of horror and of dread
What shall I render to my God?
What shall the dying sinner do!

181

602

110

188

What voice is this, what lovely voice
When Abram, full of sacred awe
When all thy mercies, O my God
When blooming youth is snatch'd away
When God is nigh my faith is strong
When God reveal'd his gracious name

503

578

106

595

745

724

When God's own people stand in need
When I can read iny title clear

104

434

When I survey the wondrous cross
When I with pleasing wonder stand
When in the light of faith divine
When Israel in the days of old
When Israel through the desert pass'd
When overwhelm'd with grief

HYMN

539

675

208

581

163

422

When Sani on persecution bent

512

When some kind shepherd from his fold
When we put off this fleshly load

328

614

Whence de our mournful thoughts arise

432

Where, for safety, shall I fly?

466

Where shall my wond'ring soul begin?

221

Where shall the guilty conscience go
Where shall the man be found
Where shall we go to seek and find
Wherewith, O Lord, shall I draw near
While carnal men with all their might
While I am banish'd from thy house
While men grow bold in wicked ways
While on the verge of life I stand
While the fields in all their pride
Who has believ'd thy word

Who shall ascend thy heav'nly place
Why do I thus perplex

227

861

468

323

407

145

812

637

658

701

711

96

Why do we mourn departing friends?

Why does your face, ye humble souls

603

182

742

279 621

Why doth the man of riches grow?
Why Groops my soul with grief opprest?

Why should our mourning thoughts delight?
Why should this earth delight us so?
Why should we tarry or delay!
Why sinks my weak, desponding mind?
Why will ye lavish out your years?
With all my pow'rs of heart and tongue

With earnest longings of the mind
With fiery serpents greatly pain'd

With humble faith and bleeding hearts

With heart and voice unfeign'd

With humble fear, with sacred joy

With joy we meditate the grace

With pity, Lord, thy servant view
With rev'rence let the saints appear

With songs and honcurs sounding loud
Within thy churches, Lord

Witness, ye saints, that Christ is true

309 528

363

316

69

144

280

151

542

662

265

395

134

741

137

340

fo God, my Saviour, and my king
To God, the great, the ever bleat
To God, the only wise

To God, the universal king
To our Almighty Maker, God
To our Redeemer's glorious name
To praise the ever bounteous Lord

To spend one sacred day

Triumphant, Lord, thy goodness reigns

'Twas on that dark, that doleful night 'Twas the commission of our Lord

U

HYMN

35

27

29

534

572

122

61

737

501

Unshaken as the sacred hill

723

Unthinking mortals, ye must die

587

Unthinking wretch! how couldst thou hope &c. 632

Up to the hills I lift mine eyes

Up to the Lord that reigns on high

Vain are the hopes that rebels place
Vain are the hopes the sons of men
Vital spark of heav'nly flame

W

Wait, O my soul! thy Maker's will
Was pride, alas! e'er made for man
We bless the Lord, the just, the good
We now beneath thy piercing sight
We sing the glories of thy love
Welcome all by sin opprest
Welcome sweet day of rest

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Well now my ignorance I see

What are possessions, fame, and pow'r
What could your Redeemer do
What equal honours shall we bring
What mean these jealousies and fears
What scenes of horror and of dread
What shall I render to my God?
What shall the dying sinner do!
What voice is this, what lovely voice
When Abram, full of sacred awe
When all thy mercies, O my God
When blooming youth is snatch'd away
When God is nigh my faith is strong
When God reveal'd his gracious name
When God's own people stand in need
When I can read my title clear

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When I survey the wondrous cross
When I with pleasing wonder stand
When in the light of faith divine
When Israel in the days of old
When Israel through the desert pass'd
When overwhelm'd with grief

When Sani on persecution bent

When some kind shepherd from his fold
When we put off this fleshly load
Whence de our mournful thoughts arise
Where, for safety, shall I fly?

Where shall my wond'ring soul begin?
Where shall the guilty conscience go
Where shall the man be found
Where shall we go to seek and find
Wherewith, O Lord, shall I draw near
While carnal men with all their might
While I am banish'd from thy house
While men grow bold in wicked ways
While on the verge of life I stand
While the fields in all their pride
Who has believ'd thy word

Who shall ascend thy heav'nly place
Why do I thus perplex

HYMN

539

675

298

581

163

422

512

328

614

432

466

221

227

861

468 323

407

145

812

637

658

701

711

96

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Why do we mourn departing friends?
Why does your face, ye humble souls
Why doth the man of riches grow?"
Why Groops my soul with grief opprest?
Why should our mourning thoughts delight?
Why should this earth delight us so?
Why should we tarry or delay!
Why sinks my weak, desponding mind?
Why will ye lavish out your years?

With all my pow'rs of heart and tongue

With earnest longings of the mind
With fiery serpents greatly pain'd

With heart and voice unfeign'd

With humble fear, with sacred joy

With humble faith and bleeding hearts

With joy we meditate the grace
With pity, Lord, thy servant view
With rev'rence let the saints appear
With songs and honcurs sounding loud
Within thy churches, Lord

Witness, ye saints, that Christ is true

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