4 Copeland | To Him we ever more should look;
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7 Jehovah is My God | I hold more firmly to His hand,
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12 Gate of Home | Forever more to dwell inside,
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13 Traveler's Hope | A few more days on earth to spend,
No more to sigh or shed a tear,
No more to suffer pain or fear.
Then O my soul, despond no more,
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24t Volusia | And roam my soul, no more.
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32b Zellville | Shall be exchanged no more.
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33 Angel Choir | No more to have to part.
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40t Mamie | to meet to sing no more;
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41b Ardor | He lives to die no more;
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61t North Carolina | Once more, my soul, the rising day,
Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay,
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62b Joy to the World | No more let sins and sorrows grow,
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66t Balerma | More precious are her bright rewards
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67t Peterboro | Once more, my soul, the rising day
Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay
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73t Ella's Song | Or more display the sov'reign right
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78t Repent | No more the sov'reign eye of God
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82t Lady Touch Thy Harp Again | Not as oft in days more bright,
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84 Homeland | Safe with Christ forever more.
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85 Mercy Seat | And sin and sense seem all no more;
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87 The Promised Land | Are felt and feared no more.
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91 There is a Fountain | Be saved to sin no more.
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94 Plenary | More to be feared than they.
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99 Pleasant Hill | More needful this than glitt'ring wealth,
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100 Tennessee | More than the father's love He feels
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102 Missionary's Adieu | But love more strong than death unites
The cause of Jesus, more beloved,
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106 Sweet Rivers | A few more days, or years at most,
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107 Resignation (First) | No more a stranger or a guest,
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108 Redeeming Love | A few more days, or years, at most,
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114 That Glorious Day | Let Satan rage and boast no more,
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115 The Millennium | Let Satan rage and boast no more,
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116 Floyd | With more than rapture's ray;
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119 Weary Souls | A few more beating winds and rains
Where parting is no more.
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120 Home in the Sky | There to live and never more die;
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125b Day Dawn | Are saved to sin no more.
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134 Liberty | No more beneath th'oppressive hand
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137 Antioch | No more let sin and sorrow grow,
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138 Rest in the Kingdom | And my soul shall forever more be free,
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143 Farther Along | A few more days to labor and wait;
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145b Fiducia | And yet prepared no more
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146t Solemn Warning | And never more be seen.
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146b Bangor | And yet prepared no more.
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149 A Good Time Coming | There to live together, never more to die,
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154 Happy Time | Since I have met the saints once more,
With patience more like those above,
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159b Long Sought Home | And if I here no more see you,
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163b Burroughs | And if on earth we meet no more,
If you on earth no more I see;
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165 Babylon is Fallen | Babylon is fallen to rise no more.
Babylon is fallen to rise no more.
Babylon is fallen to rise no more.
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167b Come Along | There we'll sing there we'll shout, praise the Lord ever more,
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168b Sunrise | Where sun will rise and set no more.
Where sun will rise and set no more.
Where sun will rise and set no more.
Where sun will rise and set no more.
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184 Where We'll Never Grow Old | Where we'll never more roam,
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185 Corinth | That I no more revere His name.
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189 One by One | And we'll dwell with Jesus ever more,
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191 Oh! Turn, Sinner | Make now your choice, and halt no more,
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193 Kay | And I am chained to earth no more,
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200 Parting Hand | Where parting will be known no more.
We'll no more take the parting hand.
And if on earth we meet no more,
If you on earth no more I see;
We'll no more take the parting hand.
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204b Evening Bells | And hear no more those evening bells.
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205 The Watchman's Call | And time to you return no more;
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207t Windham | And walks the ways of God no more,
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207b Meditation | Make now your choice and halt no more,
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212 Christian Prospect | A few more beating winds and rains,
A few more rise and set of suns,
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213 Be Committed | Make your lives for him more fitted,
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222b St. Louis | Though we here should meet no more,
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229 Tranquility | They shall feel distress no more,
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230t Eltham | Bound in chains, shall hurt no more.
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230b Amboy | Jesus reigns forever more.
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236t Pacolet | Are joined to part no more:
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245 Bozrah | Closed no more by death and sin;
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246 The Good Physician | But this proved more distressing,
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249 Green Fields | Where winter and clouds are no more.
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253 Is It Far? | Where we'll meet our friends to part no more.
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259t Crumly | Prove His wounds each day more healing,
And Himself more deeply know.
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274 Mother Tell Me of the Angels | And sad partings come no more.
And sad partings come no more.
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281b Palmetto | Satan now no more can harm me,
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283 Willowby | Oh let it never more steal in,
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305 The Weary Soldier | Just a few more heavy marches,
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306 Middlebury | Let us never more part,
And be parted in body no more;
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307 True Happiness | And the angels could do nothing more;
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308 The Happy Time | Since I have met the saints once more,
With patience more like those above,
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310b Weary Sinner | Weeping soul, lament no more.
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315 David's Victory | Idol gods shall reign no more,
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319 Weary Pilgrim | I then more highly prize His favor.
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324 Fair Fields of Eden | Loudly swell the heav'nly chorus,
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325t Will You Go? | And millions more are on the road –
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327 The Christian's Hope | A few more days on earth to spend,
No more to sigh nor shed a tear,
No more to suffer pain or fear;
Then, O my soul, despond no more;
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333 Night is Coming | When man works no more.
Fadeth to shine no more,
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336t Sweet Harmony | Oh, tell me no more
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337 To Die No More | I'm going home to die no more.
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338t How Firm a Foundation | What more can He say than to you He hath said,
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340 Concord | I soon shall exchange you for views more sublime,
I soon contemplate more beautiful skies,
And stars more resplendently bright.
More permanent regions where righteousness reigns,
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343 Tell the Story | More wonderful it seems,
More wonderfully sweet.
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344 Morality | For when age steals on me, and youth is no more,
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352 My Home on High | No more to die;
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365 The Indian's Petition | No more from its life-cheering fond pleasures to roam,
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368t Brush Creek | That I no more revere His Name.
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372 I Won't Turn Back | No, I won't turn back any more;
But I won't turn back any more.
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380 Christian Song | No more to be envied or loved.
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384 Lord I'm Depending on You | Heaven's fair shore, to die no more.
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387 Stay, Sinner | The Holy Spirit strives no more,
Where death and parting are no more.
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393b China | Nor should we wish the hours more slow
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397b Bedan | And rove, my soul, no more.
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402t Olive Leaf | And roam, my soul, no more.
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405t Honeywel | More praise than life can give.
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414 Friend | That I may love Thee more.
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416t Fragrance | Then will we sing more sweet, more loud,
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419b Fountain | Are sav'd to sin no more.
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420 Cambridge | I fain would strive for more;
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421t Seymour | Be sav'd to sin no more.
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432b Fish Pond | For death and hell can do no more
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433 New Haven | We more than taste the heav'nly pow'rs,
Oh, would He more of heav'n bestow,
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441 The Lonesome Dove | A few more beating winds and rains,
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450b Consolation | Once more, my soul, the rising day
Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay
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463 Anvern | No more shall foes unclean invade,
No more shall hell's insulting host
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470 Duke Street | More glorious, when the Lord was there,
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486t Retreat | A place of all on earth more sweet:
And sin and sense molest no more;
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490 Creation (Second) | Till suns shall rise and set no more.
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492t Ramesis | Fear shall in me no more have place;
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492b Supplication | And guard me that I fall no more.
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493b Day-Star | Doubt no more His pow'r to save.
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495 The Sailor's Home | More eager all her pow'rs expand;
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502 Eton | Clos'd no more by death and sin;
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510b Invitation | Doubt no more.
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516 Oliphant | Feed me till I want no more.
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525 Goodly Land | Forever more.
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536 Symphony | No more shall atheists mock His long delay;
His vengeance sleeps no more: behold the day.
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541 Resignation (Second) | No more a stranger or a guest,
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542 The Heavenly Home | I'm going home to die no more.
To die no more,
To die no more,
I'm going home to die no more.
I'm going home to die no more.
To die no more,
To die no more,
I'm going home to die no more.
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545 Mount Vernon | Thou no more wilt join our number,
Thou no more our songs shall know.
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547 Higher Ground | I'll pitch my tent no more to roam from Heaven's Higher Ground.
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