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Not all the outward forms on earth..
Not words alone it cost the Lord
Nothing but thy blood, O Jesus
Now in a sweet exalted song
Now in the sacred house of God
Now in a song of grateful praise
Now to the Lord a noble song
Now to the power of God supreme
Now to the Lord that makes us know.
Now begin the heav'nly theme....
Now from the garden to the cross
Now let thy hand be with me, Lord
Now let our pains be all forgot.
Now may we all admire the way
Now thou exalted Prince of Peace.
Now shall my soul on Jesus call., ...
Nay, I cannot let thee go

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0, my Lord, I've often mused
0, my distrustful heart
O thou gracious, loving Jesus
O thou, from whom all goodness flows
O how I wish I could but feel
o bless thy servant, dearest Lord,
O Jesus, thou fountain of grace
0 Jesus, now we humbly pray
0 Jesus, our Lord
O dearest Lord, take thou my heart
O patient, spotless lamb....
O give me, Saviour, give me still..
O come, thou wounded Lamb of God
O what shall I do my Saviour to praise
O what amazing words of grace.
O what a noble feast is this...
O that the Lord would guide my way
O Lord, my best desires fulfil
O ye blood-wash'd ransom’d sinners
Oh! the mysterions depths of grace
Oh! what a sad and doleful night.
Our brother dear, retir'd from earth.
Our God, how firm his promise stands
Our God is above
Our Saviour and Friend.

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O for a spirit stay'd on God
O God, our help in ages past .
Of all the creatures God has made
Oft hast thou, Lord, in tender love
Oft as sins, my soul, assail thee ..
On Zion's glorious summit stood
On Zion's sacred mount I saw
On Jordan we would often muse
On Jordan's stormy banks I stand
One awful word which Jesus spoke
Once more before we part
Our spirits join t'adore the Lamb
Our shepherd alone.......
Our Lord is risen from the dead .....
Our Lord, who knows full well
Peace, by his cross, háth Jesus made
Pity a helpless sinner, Lord
Plung'd in a gulph of dark despair
Poor sinner, dry thy tears ....
Praise God, from whom all blessings flow...
Praise the Lord, who reigns above
Praise to thy name, eternal God.....
Prayer was appointed to convey
Rejoice, ye saints, in ev'ry state
Repent, and be baptiz'd
Rich grace, free grace, most sweetly calls.......
Rise, my soul, adore thy Maker..,
Rivers of pure and boundless love,
Saints, at your heav'nly Father's word
Salvation is for ever nigh
Salvation ! precious sound
Salvation by grace
Saviour, canst thou love a traitor
See Jesus, our deliverer great
See, at the footstool of his Lord
Shall Israel's ransom'd race
Shepherd of Israel, thou dost keep
Simon, beware (the Saviour said)
Since man was out of Eden drove
Sing to the Lord thabuilt the skies
Sing to the Lord with joyful voice
Sing to the Lord, ye heav'nly hosts;

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91 Soldiers of Christ, be bold..

310 Source of light and power divine

137 Stand up, my soul, dismiss thy fears

259 Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears

328 Strangers and sojourners below

303 Sweet to rejoice in lively hope

404 Sweet is the work, O God, our King

193 Sweet as the shepherd's tuneful reed

196 Sweet was the time when first I felt

322 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing

329 Take my poor heart just as it is

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358 That man no guard or weapons need................ 275 The glories of my Maker, God.....

5 The God of glory sends his summops forth

415 The God of salvation, Jehovah by name.

105 The God whose smiles we court.......

385 The gospel herald cries

204 The great and adorable Christ

246 The kine unguided went....

273 The world can neither give nor take

33 The fountain of Christ...

65 The favour'd saints of God...

293 The fear of the Lord

391 The name of Jesus, 0 how sweet.

82 The churoh a garden is

864 The conquest Jesus won.

86 The cross of Jesus was, and is

228 The saints should never be dismay’d

7 The true Messiah now appears !!

100 The tree of life is Christ, my Lord.

255 The Lord will happiness divine

285 The Lord of earth and sky

402 The billows swell, the winds are high.

297 The blest memorials of thy grief...

358 The voice of my beloved sounds

168 The King of heaven a feast has made,

355 The dealings of God with his own

249 There is a period known to God

219 This God is the God we adore....

193 This is the day our Lord has made , ..........

356 Think now, dear Jesus, on the pain.

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When a guilty sinner's flying ..
When any turn from Zion's way.
When I can read my title clear
When I survey the wond'rous crosa.
When I, saith the Saviour
When I travail in distress
When Israel's tribes were parch'd with thirst
When Israel, for the promis'd land
When Israel was from Egypt freed
When to the Father's fond embrace
When mercy's building to complete .
When Noah, with his favour'd few
When Jesus, by the Spirit led ..
When love divine our hearts inflame.
When langour and disease invade
Who can the dreadful horrors tell
Whoe'er believes aright .
Where two or three together meet...
With all my powers of heart and tongue
With joy we meditate the grace.....
Without dispute, 'twixt bond or free.
Why do we mourn departing friends.
Why should the children of a King
Why should we start, or fear to die
Why, O my soul, art thon dismay'd
Your harps, ye trembling saints
Ye children of God
Ye dying sons of men
Ye favor'd in Zion..
Ye heav'n bound soldiers, all
Ye lambs of Christ's fold
Ye messengers of Christ
Ye pilgrims of Zion, and chosen of God.
Ye simple men of heart sincere
Ye sons of men your voices raise
Ye slaves of sin, redeem'd by blood.
Ye sin-sick souls, dismiss your fears
Ye who the highest joys would prove.
Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor
Ye virgin souls arise
Zion, the city of our God
Zion's a city fair. .
Zion's

s a city God hath blest Zion's the resting place of God.

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