Great Jehovah, God of nations.
Great Source of being and of love
Great Sovereign of the earth and sky
Guide me, O thou great Jehovah.

HAD I the tongues of Greeks and Jews
Hail, all hail the joyful morn
Hail to the Lord's Anointed
Happy beyond description he
Happy is he that fears the Lord
Happy is he whose early years
Happy the heart where graces reign
Happy the man who finds the grace
Happy the man whose cautious steps
Hark, the glad sound! the Savior comes
Hark, the herald-angels sing
Hark, the song of Jubilee

Hark, the voice of love and mercy
Hark, what celestial notes.
Hark, what mean those holy voices
Hear what God, the Lord, hath spoken
Hear what the Lord in vision said
He dies, the Friend of sinners dies
Here in thy temple, Lord, we meet.
High in the heavens, eternal God
High on the mountain's towering head
Holy and reverend is the name

Holy as thou, O Lord, is none.

Holy, holy, holy Lord.

How are thy servants blest, O Lord,
How beauteous are their feet
How beautiful the sight.

How blest the man, how more than blest

How blest thy creature is, O God

How bright these glorious spirits shine.

How did my heart rejoice to hear

How gracious and how wise. .

How gracious the promise, how soothing the word

How great is our Creator God

How happy is he born or taught
How large the promise, how divine
How long shall death, the tyrant, reign
How long shall earth's alluring toys
How oft, alas, this wretched heart
How pleasant, how divinely fair
How pleased and blest was I
How pleasing, Lord, to see
How precious is the book divine
How precious, Lord, thy holy word.
How shall the young secure their hearts

How shall we praise thee, Lord of light
How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound
How swift the torrent rolls

How various and how new

IF all our hopes, and all our fears
If high or low our station be
If Providence, to try my heart,

I'll praise my Maker, while I've breath
Imposture shrinks from light

In all my vast concerns with thee
Indulgent God, whose bounteous care
In duties and in sufferings too
In glad amazement, Lord, I stand
In God's eternity

In God's own house pronounce his praise
In life's gay morn, when sprightly youth
Inspirer of the ancient seers

In sweet exalted strains

In thee, thou all-sufficient God
In vain the giddy world inquires
In vain we lavish out our lives.
In vision rapt, the prophet's eye
Is this a fast for me.

It is the Lord our Savior's hand
I want a principle within

I want a sober mind

I will extol thee, Lord, on high

I would not live alway, I ask not to stay

LADEN with guilt, and full of fears
Let all the earth their voices raise
Let all the heathen writers join
Let every creature join

Let every mortal ear attend
Let men of high conceit and zeal
Let party names no more
Let Pharisees of high esteem
Let the whole race of creatures lie
Let us with a joyful mind .
Lift up your joyful eyes, and see.
Lift your voice, and joyful sing
Light of those whose dreary dwelling
Lo, God is here! let us adore
Lo, my Shepherd's hand divine
Lo, what a glorious Corner-stone
Lo, what a glorious sight appears
Lo, what an entertaining sight.
Lo, what a speaking lustre shines
Look through creation and behold
Look, ye saints, the sight how glorious
Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing.
Lord, I have made thy word my choice
Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear
Lord, in thy service I would spend.
Lord, must we die! O let us die
Lord of hosts, how lovely fair
Lord of hosts, to thee we raise.
Lord of the Sabbath, hear our vows
Lord of the sea, thy potent sway
Lord of the wide-extended main
Lord of the worlds above

Lord, send thy word, and let it run.
Lord, thou art good! all nature shows
Lord, we adore thy wondrous grace
Lord, we have wandered from thy way
Lord, what a feeble piece
Lord, when iniquities abound
Lord, when we bend before thy throne
Lord, who's the happy man that may
Loud let the tuneful trumpet sound.
Love divine, all love excelling.

MARK the soft-falling snow
Mighty God, while angels bless thee
Millions of souls in glory now
Mistaken souls that dream of heaven
Mortals, awake, with angels join
My dear Redeemer, and my Lord
My Father! cheering name

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My heart and all my ways, O God
My God, accept my early vows
My God, all nature owns thy sway
My God, in whom are all the springs
My God, my everlasting hope
My God, my Father- may I dare
My God, my King, thy various praise
My God, permit me not to be
My God, permit my tongue
My God, the covenant of thy love
My God, thy boundless love I praise

My Maker and my King.

My never-ceasing song shall show

My soul, praise the Lord, speak good of his name

My soul, repeat his praise

My soul, the awful hour will come

NOT by the terrors of a slave
Not to the terrors of the Lord
Now let our drooping hearts revive.
Now, Lord, the heavenly seed is sown
Now may he, who from the dead
Now to the Lord a noble song

O BLESSED souls are they
O bless the Lord, my soul (Watts.)
bless the Lord, my soul (Montg.)
O bow thine ear, eternal One
O charity, thou heavenly grace
O come, loud anthems let us sing
O'er mountain tops, the mount of God
O'er the gloomy hills of darkness
O'er the realms of pagan darkness
O Father, draw us after thee.
Oft have I turned my eye within
O God, accept the sacred hour
O God, my sins are manifold
O God of love, with cheering ray
O God of Zion, from thy throne
O God, thou art my God alone.
O God unseen, but not unknown
O God, we praise thee, and confess
O happy is the man who hears.
O how can they look up to heaven
O how I love thy holy law.

O how shall words, with equal warmth
O let your mingling voices rise.

One prayer I have, all prayers in one
One there is, above all others
On Jordan's stormy banks I stand
On thee, each morning, O my God
On thy church, O Power divine
On what has now been sown .
On Zion, his most holy mount

O praise ye the Lord, prepare a new song.
O praise ye the Lord, prepare your glad voice
O sing to the Lord a new song.
O that my heart was right with thee
O that the Lord would guide my ways
O Thou, enthroned in worlds above
O Thou, from whom all goodness flows.
O Thou, our fathers' God

O Thou that hear'st when sinners cry
O Thou, the wretched's sure retreat
O Thou, through all thy works adored
O Thou, who art above all height
O Thou, who hast at thy command.
O Thou, whose arm of power surrounds

O Thou, whose power o'er moving worlds presides
O Thou, whose power the mountains formed
O Thou, whose tender mercy hears.

O, 'tis a lovely thing to see
O'twas a joyful sound to hear
Our Father in heaven

Our Father, throned above the sky
Our Father, whose eternal sway
Our God, our help in ages past.
Our God, where'er thy people meet
Our heavenly Father calls.
Our heavenly Father, hear

Our Lord is risen from the dead
Our Lord shall be our hiding-place.
Our sins, alas! how strong they be
Out the depths of sad distress,
Q, who shall see the glorious day

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