1 Weary Rest | Thy head upon my breast.”
Thy head upon my breast.”
I found in Him my star, my sun,
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6 Babel's Streams | I'll tune my harp again.
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7 Jehovah is My God | Jehovah is my sov'reign God,
“Fear not, my weary child”;
When I shall lay my burdens down,
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11 Minister's Farewell | Yet do I find my heart inclined
To do my work below;
I hope to sing, and praise my King
While beauty bright unto my sight
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12 Gate of Home | And will my friends be there?
Have I been faithful to my Lord?
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13 Traveler's Hope | And all my toils and cares shall end;
Then O my soul, despond no more,
When freed from earth my soul shall tow'r.
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14 I'll Serve My Lord | I'll gladly serve my blessed Lord,
And then receive my great reward,
That makes my heart rejoice.
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17 Call to Arms | My brethren all on you I call;
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19 The Day of Days | “Forgive my sins” they'll cry too late.
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20 Prison Chains | But now my record book is clear,
His love has burst my prison chains,
And set me free from all my shame,
His love has burst my prison chains.
He burst my stubborn heart of stone;
I'll tell it all my earthly days;
His love has burst my prison chains,
And set me free from all my shame,
His love has burst my prison chains.
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22t Laban | My soul, be on thy guard:
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24t Volusia | Oh! cease, my wand'ring soul,
And roam my soul, no more.
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24b Fredrica | I lift my heart and voice;
Nor let my foe rejoice.
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26b Ninety-Third | Grace first described my name
Who all my sorrows took.
Grace let my roving feet
Grace taught my soul to pray,
And made my eyes o'erflow;
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30b Dennis | My soul to Jesus flies;
The sure foundation of my hope
Is in my Saviour's blood.
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31t Home | My Father's house on high,
Is my eternal home;
My Father and my God,
I feel my work is done.
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32t Rayfield | I raise my wond'ring eye,
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34 Going Home | When my departing time shall come.
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35t Lisbon | Where God, my Saviour's been,
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37 Heaven's My Home | This world is not my resting place,
Heav'n's my home, heav'n's my home,
Heav'n's my home, heav'n's my home.
My home above! Sweet home of love!
My mansion fair awaits me there,
Heav'n's my home, heav'n's my home.
Heav'n's my home, heav'n's my home,
Heav'n's my home, heav'n's my home.
Heav'n's my home, heav'n's my home,
Heav'n's my home, heav'n's my home.
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38 God Is Our Refuge | My blessed Jesus is the solid Rock divine;
There's joy within my soul,
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40t Mamie | they bring joy to my heart;
My Christian friends I hope that I
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41t Mediation | Be thou astonish'd, O my soul,
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44t Morning Sun | Thus would my rising soul,
My kind preserver near.
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44b Dunlap's Creek | My God, my portion, and my love,
My everlasting all,
There's nothing here deserves my joys,
There's nothing like my God.
'Tis Thy sweet beams create my noon,
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45t Ila | My trials well endure,
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47 Panting for Heaven | My God and my Saviour to see.
Fain would I make thine heav'n my own,
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49 Forever with the Lord | Yet nightly will I pitch my tent
My Father's house on high,
Home of my soul, how near,
And all my comfort flies,
While sweetly o'er my gladden'd heart,
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54 My Trust | I'm not ashamed to own my Lord
Jesus my God, I know His name,
His name is all my trust,
Nor will He put my soul to shame,
Nor let my hope be lost.
Then will He own my worthless name
Appoint my soul a place.
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55t Carolina | My calling to fulfil;
Oh may it all my pow'rs engage,
To do my Master's will!
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55b Idumea | And must my trembling spirit fly,
Must then my portion be.
I from my grave shall rise;
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56t America | My soul, repeat His praise,
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56b Sing to Me of Heaven | To waft my soul on high!
Roll off my marble brow,
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57 Salvation's Rock | And view my starry crown,
No Pow'r on earth my hope can shake,
Of my salvation stands.
On Him I fix my hope:
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59b Dove of Peace | To win her to my breast.
To see my search around,
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61t North Carolina | Once more, my soul, the rising day,
Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay,
'Tis He supports my mortal frame,
My tongue shall speak His praise;
My sins would rouse His wrath to flame,
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61b Gaines | My great Redeemer's praise!
The glories of my God and King,
My gracious Master and my God,
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62t Sweet Hope (First) | And wear it as my due.
My hope is full, O glorious hope!
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63b Pardoning Love | Till a new object struck my sight,
And stopped my wild career.
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64 Youthful Blessings | To you, my dear young friend;
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65 The Golden Hill | I lift my heart and voice;
Nor let my foes rejoice.
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66b The Penitent's Prayer | And shall my guilty fears prevail
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67t Peterboro | Once more, my soul, the rising day
Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay
'Tis He supports my mortal frame,
My tongue shall speak His praise;
My sins would rouse His wrath to flame,
And yet Thou length'nest out my thread,
And yet my moments run.
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67b Dundee | Be to my bosom known;
And patience for my own!
Oh may my days obscurely pass,
And let me for my parting hour
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68 Bright Mansions | My home once was bright and fair,
And my Saviour face to face;
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69 Rocky Mount | Jesus; my Shepherd, Husband, Friend,
My Prophet, Priest and King,
My Lord, my life, my way, my God,
Weak is the effort of my heart,
And cold my warmest thought;
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70b Brown | And all my cares and sorrows cast
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72t Jordan | Where my possessions lie.
That rises to my sight:
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72b Joyful News | Do Thou my leader be:
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73b Downs | Thou art my portion, O my God;
My heart makes haste t'obey Thy word,
And glory in my choice;
I set before my eyes;
Thence I derive my daily strength,
And there my comfort lies.
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76t Brainerd | Father I stretch my hands to Thee,
Before I drew my breath?
My soul from endless death.
Now my poor soul Thou wouldst retrieve,
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76b Night | With cheerful heart I close my eyes,
And end my transient days,
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78b New Britain | 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
And grace my fears relieved;
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79 Kingwood | My days, my weeks, my months, my years,
My soul, attend the solemn call,
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80 The Blind Girl | When my sad heart to thine is pressed,
My follies all forgiv'n
Sweet pleasures warm my beating breast,
Forgive my faults like thee?
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81t Maitland | And then go home my crown to wear
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82t Lady Touch Thy Harp Again | Solace to my aching heart,
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82b Gospel Waves | Sing, O my soul, (He'll redeem,) the Lord will redeem.
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85 Mercy Seat | O let my hand forget her skill,
My tongue be silent cold and still,
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86t Ortonville | Jesus, my Shepherd, Husband, Friend,
My Prophet, Priest and King,
My Lord, my life, my way, my end,
Weak is the effort of my heart,
And cold, my warmest thought;
Refresh my soul in death.
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86b Hicks' Farewell | My body to the dust return,
My silent dust beneath the ground,
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87 The Promised Land | Where my possessions lie.
That rises to my sight!
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88 Pisgah | My soul shall quit this mournful vale,
In my Redeemer's breast.
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90 Brightest Days | My God, the spring of all my joys,
The life of my delights,
The glory of my brightest days,
And comfort of my nights.
My dawning is begun,
Thou art my soul's bright morning star,
And Thou my rising sun.
My soul would leave this heavy clay,
To see and praise my Lord.
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91 There is a Fountain | Redeeming love has been my theme,
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94 Plenary | When all Thy mercies, O my God,
My rising soul surveys,
That glows within my ravished heart?
Thy providence my life sustained,
And all my wants redrest,
To all my weak complaints and cries
Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learned
Unnumbered comforts on my soul
Before my infant heart conceived
It gently cleared my way;
With health renewed my face;
Revived my soul with grace.
Has made my cup run o'er;
Hast doubled all my store.
My daily thanks employ:
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95 Canaan's Land | To waft my soul away
My pilot here below,
To speed me on my way,
Lest I should loiter in my race,
Or turn my feet astray.
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98 Christian Soldier | Increase my courage, Lord;
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99 Pleasant Hill | O, may my heart by grace renewed,
Be my Redeemer's throne;
And be my stubborn will subdued,
And all my conversation prove
My heart to be sincere.
Through my remaining days,
To my Redeemer's praise.
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100 Tennessee | My father's house abounds with bread,
“Rejoice, my house! my son's alive,
My son was dead but lives again,
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101 An Address for All | Come listen all unto my call which I do make today,
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102 Missionary's Adieu | My dearest, lovely, native land,
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104 Everlasting Song | Earth has engrossed my love too long,
And to my native skies.
There the blest man, my Saviour sits,
Jesus, my love they sing!
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105t Tender Care | When all Thy mercies, O my God,
My rising soul surveys,
That glows within my ravished heart?
Unnumbered comforts on my soul,
Before my infant heart conceived,
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105b Hamburg | My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.
Save in the death of Christ, my God:
Demands my soul, my life, my all.
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106 Sweet Rivers | I'd rise superior to my pain,
Ofttimes my troubles I forego
While love surrounds my heart:
I then behold my heart's delight,
My troubles will be o'er,
My happy soul shall drink and feast
I hold my Saviour in my arms,
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107 Resignation (First) | My Shepherd will supply my need:
He brings my wand'ring spirit back
Thy presence is my stay;
Drives all my fears away.
Thy hand, in sight of all my foes,
Doth still my table spread;
My cup with blessings overflows,
Thine oil anoints my head.
The sure provisions of my God,
Attend me all my days;
And all my work be praise!
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108 Redeeming Love | Ofttimes my troubles I forego
While love surrounds my heart:
I then behold my heart's delight,
My troubles will be o'er,
My happy soul shall drink and feast
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110 Volunteers | It sets my heart all in a flame;
I will enlist, gird on my arms,
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111b Judkins | And end my transient days,
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117 Angel Band | My latest sun is sinking fast,
My race is nearly run;
My strongest trials now are past,
My triumph is begun.
To my immortal home.
I've almost gained my heav'nly home;
My spirit loudly sings;
O bear my longing heart to Him
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119 Weary Souls | Fare well, my brethren in the Lord,
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120 Home in the Sky | Let me go, with my friends to that bright, happy home,
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122 The Dying Boy | Please raise my aching head,
And fan my heated burning brow,
Turn o'er my pillow once again,
And kiss my fevered cheek,
Now light the lamps, my mother dear,
I'm sinking fast, my mother, dear,
Those burning tears fall on my brow,
The hour has come, my end is near,
My soul is mounting high'r;
What glor'ous strains salute my ear
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124 Pilgrim's Triumph | Attract my soul above;
My tongue shall shout redeeming grace,
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125t Endless Joy | Oh, if my Lord would come and meet,
My soul would stretch her wings in haste
While on His breast I lean my head,
And breathe my life out sweetly there.
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125b Day Dawn | Wash all my sins away.
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128b Ninety-Fifth | When I can read my title clear
And wipe my weeping eyes.
Should earth against my soul engage,
So I but safely reach my home,
My God, my heav'n my all.
There I shall bathe my weary soul
Across my peaceful breast.
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130b Passing Away | Yes, ev'ry secret of my heart
And I receive my just desert
For my behavior here!
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131 Will You Meet Me? | Jesus will my pilot be,
In my blessed Saviour's arms
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132 Musical Society | Well met my loving friends of art,
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133 Juniata | 'Tis music to my ear;
Yes, Thou art precious to my soul,
My transport and my trust:
All my capacious pow'rs can wish
Nor to my eyes is light so dear,
Thy grace still dwells upon my heart
With my last lab'ring breath,
And, dying clasp Thee in my arms
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135 Raymond | My soul, come meditate the day,
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138 Rest in the Kingdom | Sin and doubt in my soul
All my life did control,
And my soul shall forever more be free,
Kept a pain in my heart,
Burdened down with my care,
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142 The Solid Rock | My hope is built on nothing less
My anchor holds within the veil.
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my hope and stay.
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143 Farther Along | Cheer up, my brother, live in the sunshine,
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145b Fiducia | My ears attend the cry:
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146b Bangor | My ears attend the cry:
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147 Fairfield | I'll go to Jesus, though my sin
And there my guilt confess;
Perhaps he will command my touch,
Perhaps He will admit my plea,
Perhaps will hear my pray'r;
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148 Leander | Increase my courage, Lord;
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150 Salvation | I'll go to Jesus, though my sin
And there my guilt confess;
Perhaps He may command my touch,
Perhaps He will admit my plea,
Perhaps will hear my prayer;
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151 Sweet Prospect | And drove Thee from my breast.
So shall my walk be close with God,
Calm and serene my frame;
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152t Cross of Christ | The cross of Christ inspires my heart,
Awake my soul and bear a part
In my Redeemer's praise.
This is my dear delightful theme,
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152b Messiah | So shall I to my ways take heed,
And make my peace with God,
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153 Columbus | Of my redeeming Lord;
Than all my groanings are;
My God has me of late forsook,
When my hard heart began to melt,
By my complaint is bitter now,
For all my joys are gone,
My conversation's spiritless,
But now my heart's so careless grown,
My bowels o'er them cease to yearn
Nor hear my feeble prayer?
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154 Happy Time | The comfort of my heart,
Temptations cease to break my peace,
And all my sorrows die,
When I with you my love renew,
My sorrows passed and I at last
My heart to Jesus I have giv'n,
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155 Solemn Call | Come listen all unto my call
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156 Repentance | Oh, if my soul were formed for woe,
How would I vent my sighs?
From both my streaming eyes.
'Twas for my sins my dearest Lord
For thee, my soul, for thee.
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157 Hallelujah | My soul shall quit this mournful vale,
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158 The Land of Rest | And to lean on my Saviour's breast.
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159t Devotion (First) | My crimes are great, but don't surpass
Oh wash my soul from ev'ry sin!
And make my guilty conscience clean!
Here on my heart the burden lies,
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159b Long Sought Home | Jerusalem, my happy home,
When will my sorrows have an end
Home, sweet home, my long-sought home,
My home in heav'n above.
My friends, I bid you all adieu,
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160 The Saint's Delight | When I can read my title clear,
And wipe my weeping eyes.
I feel like I'm on my journey home.
Should earth against my soul engage,
So I but safely reach my home,
My God, my heav'n, my all.
There I shall bathe my weary soul
Across my peaceful breast.
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162 Redeemed Singers | My brother, awake, and sing the sweet story,
Be sure, my dear brother, you live up to duty,
Keep working and sing, press onward my brother,
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163t Hollis | God of my life, to Thee I call,
Leave not my trembling heart to fail.
Where shall I lodge my deep complaint,
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163b Burroughs | My Saviour calls and I must go;
I launch my barque upon the sea,
And now my friends, both old and young,
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164t Convict | I come, I come to Thee, my God!
O Lord! Oh Lord! do hear my cry,
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164b The Pilgrim's Song | My understanding is so blind,
My thoughts are often gone astray;
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166 What Can I Do? | What can I do for my dear King,
My friends are on the downward road,
Until my time shall come;
To lead my comrades home.
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167t Detroit | Do not I love Thee, O my Lord?
Behold my heart and see,
Do I not love Thee from my soul?
Dead be my heart to ev'ry joy,
To my attentive ear?
My Saviour's voice to hear.
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167b Come Along | Come along my dear friends who are bound for that land,
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168t Rest | Securely shall my ashes lie,
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168b Sunrise | My tears all wiped away,
I'll meet my friends gone on before;
To sing my Saviour's praise
I'll sing my Saviour's praise
Religion keeps my soul
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170 On My Way | I'm on my way with Christ today
Some morning fair my soul shall share
There I shall sing to Christ my King
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174t Prospect | O, if my Lord would come and meet,
My soul should stretch her wings in haste,
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175 O How I Love Jesus | It sounds like music to my ear,
It tells me of my Saviour's love,
It tells me what my Father hath
Can feel my deepest woe;
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176 Heavenly Treasures | He'll show me into my bright new home,
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178 That Beautiful Land | And Jesus my Saviour is there;
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179 Traveling On | My heav'nly home is bright and fair,
My heav'nly home is bright and fair,
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180 The Sinless Summerland | That shall bear my weary spirit to that sinless summerland;
That shall bear my weary spirit
I am waiting for the signal that shall speak my full release,
And present my welcome passport to the realms of perfect peace;
I am longing to be going, yet my Father's kind command,
When my pilgrimage is ended I shall stem the turbid flood,
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185 Corinth | On whom my hopes of heav'n depend?
No: when I blush be this my shame,
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186 Lord Remember Me | All of my deeds brought to view;
Often my burdens are heavy to bear,
Seems that my friends are so few;
Then I can go to my Saviour in prayer,
Oh, my dear friend won't you come to the cross?
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187 The Gospel Pool | From time to time my helpless soul
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188 He Loves Me | Alas! and did my Saviour bleed?
And did my Sov'reign die?
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189 One by One | Come, my brother, join the happy throng;
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190 Salutation | Why glory to my Saviour,
My heart is full of love.
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192 The Penitent | Oh if my soul were formed for woe,
How would I vent my sighs?
From both my streaming eyes.
'Twas for my sins my dearest Lord
For thee, my soul, for thee.
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193 Kay | I feel my sins are all forgiv'n,
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194 O Happy Day | O happy day that fixed my choice
On Thee, my Saviour and my God!
When Jesus washed my sins away!
When Jesus washed my sins away!
O happy bond that seals my vows,
To Him who merits all my love!
Now rest, my long-divided heart,
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196 Loving Kindness | Awake, my soul, in joyful lays,
He saved me from my lost estate
Though earth and hell my way oppose,
He safely leads my soul along
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199 Vernon | My company before is gone,
My misery and sin declare;
Thyself hast called me by my name,
I never will give up my hold;
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200 Parting Hand | My Christian friends, in bonds of love,
Your words delightful to my ear;
You draw like cords around my heart.
How would it cheer my drooping mind!
My youthful friends in Christian ties,
And now, my friends, both old and young,
My soul leaps forward at the thought,
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201 Mission | Until I heard my Saviour's voice.
He spake at once my sins forgiv'n,
And washed my load of guilt away;
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204t What a Day | I know my Lord will pilot me,
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206 Prayer Meeting | And bids me at my Father's throne
Make all my wants and wishes known.
My soul has often found relief,
Thy wings shall my petition bear
I'll cast on Him my ev'ry care
I view my home and take my flight;
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208t He Lives | I know that my Redeemer lives;
He lives my hungry soul to feed,
He lives to banish all my fears;
He lives to wipe away my tears;
He lives, my Jesus, still the same.
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208b French Broad | And lose my everlasting all;
Ere long my body low must lie,
Who brought me through my troubles here
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209 The Lord's Supper | “This is my body broke for sin,
“'Tis the new cov'nant in my blood.”
Meet at my table and record
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210b Contented Soldier | The banner o'er my head is love,
I draw my rations from above,
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211t Hopewell | Jesus, my all, to heav'n is gone,
He whom I fix my hopes upon;
My Jesus has done all things well.
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211b Humble Penitent | My crimes though great cannot surpass,
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212 Christian Prospect | For my home is over Jordan,
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215 In That Morning | Jesus, my all, to heav'n is gone,
He whom I fix my hopes upon,
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217 Jerusalem | Jesus my all, to heav'n is gone,
He whom I fix my hopes upon;
I'm on my journey home,
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218b Harmony | Be the living God my friend,
Then my bliss shall never end.
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219 Rapture (First) | And changed my mournful state,
My rapture seemed a pleasing dream,
My tongue broke out in unknown strains,
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220 Over the Sea | Those millions just over the sea, my friend,
Those millions just over the sea, my friend,
Those millions just over the sea, my friend,
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221t Pleyel's Hymn | And my couch with tend'rest care,
Thou shalt guide my weary feet
This my guard, and that my guide.
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221b Poor, Weak, and Worthless | And by His pow'r my foes controlled,
He cheers my heart, my wants supplies,
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223 Hallelujah! Praise The Lord | And supports my fainting soul.
Thus to bring my Saviour near.
Doth my faithful Lord appear,
But my soul defies your Pow'r.
Nought shall pluck thee from my hands.
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224b Hark My Soul | Hark my soul it is the Lord;
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225b Martin | Jesus, refuge of my soul,
Hide me, O my Saviour, hide,
O, receive my soul at last!
Hangs my helpless soul on thee;
All my trust on Thee is stayed,
All my help from Thee I bring;
Cover my defenseless head
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226t Rock of Ages | Not the labor of my hands
Could my zeal no respite know,
Could my tears forever flow,
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226b Haws | Bursting on my ravished ear.
On My wounded body laid,
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228 Pass Me Not | Hear my humble cry;
Hear my humble cry;
Help my unbelief.
Heal my wounded broken spirit;
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232t Heavenly Armor | Then O my friends, prove faithful,
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232b Olean | Jesus vouchsafes to be my tow'r;
Since Jesus is my mighty shield?
My soul a famine need not dread,
For Jesus is my living bread;
Or how my wants shall be supplied;
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233 Believer and His Soul | Come, my soul, and let us try
Of my nature's evil!
But my sins return anew;
All my powers are depraved,
To release and bear my guilt; But
But my enemies make head.
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234 The Singing Christian | His praise shall tune my voice;
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235 Faithful Soldier | And with my blessed Jesus,
My Captain's gone before;
He's given me my orders,
And O, my friends! prove faithful,
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236b Complainer | Come all ye Zion mourners and listen to my cries:
I've many sore temptations, and sorrows to my soul;
I feel my faith declining and my affections cold.
It is great pride and passion beset me on my way,
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238 Child's Wish | A crown upon my forehead,
A harp within my hand.
And there before my Saviour,
A crown upon my forehead,
A harp within my hand.
Right there before my Saviour,
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239b I Want to Be an Angel | A crown upon my forehead,
A harp within my hand.
And there before my Saviour,
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241 Closer Walk with God | I want my friends to go with me
To my eternal home;
I want my friends to go with me
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244t Mutual Love | And with my blessed Jesus
My Captain's gone before;
He's given me my orders,
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244b The Christian's Conflicts | My Jesus I have found,
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246 The Good Physician | How lost was my condition,
And added to my pain:
And all my hopes were crossed.
Accepted my petition,
And under took my case:
For sin my eyes had sealed;
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247 Oh! How Charming | He is my Redeemer, my Lord and my God.
My Captain's gone before;
He's given me my orders,
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248 Twilight is Falling | Cheering my pathway, while here I roam,
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249 Green Fields | His presence disperses my gloom,
My summer would last all the year.
My all to His pleasure resigned,
Would make any change in my mind!
If Thou are my sun and my song,
And why are my winters so long!
O drive these dark clouds from my sky,
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250b Disciple | Jesus, I my cross have taken,
Thou from hence my all shall be.
Yet how rich is my condition!
God and heav'n are still my own.
They have left my Saviour, too;
I have set my heart on Thee;
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252 The Sufferings of Christ | Oh, did my dear Jesus thus bleed,
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253 Is It Far? | Oh, my brother, will you with me go
'Tis a thought that cheers me on my way,
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256b Sacred Rest | No mortal care shall fill my breast;
Oh, may my heart in tune be found,
When grace hath well refined my heart,
Like holy oil to cheer my head.
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259t Crumly | Here it is I find my heaven,
Love and grief my heart dividing,
With my tears His feet I'll bathe;
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259b Olney | Tune my heart to sing thy grace,
Bind my wand'ring heart to Thee.
Here's my heart, Lord, take and seal it,
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260t Bavaria | Jesus I my cross have taken,
Thou, from hence, my all shall be.
Yet how rich is my condition,
God and heav'n are still my own.
They have left my Saviour too;
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261t Come Thou Fount | Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Take my raptured soul away;
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261b Alone | No father's hand to guide my feet;
No mother now to kiss my cheek;
My heart is bleeding now and torn;
O all my joys have passed away,
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265 Mourner's Lamentation | Then might with babes my little tongue,
But now may I lament my case,
But find my sorrows double:
Lord, hear my lamentation!
For I am weary of my life,
My groans and bitter crying,
My wants are great, my mind's in strife,
My spirit's almost dying.
My righteousness sufficient is,
My honor is engaged to save
By faith my glor'ous Lord I see,
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266 Chrystler's Field | My brethren all, on you I call;
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267 Louisiana | Quite past all my recounting;
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271 The Mouldering Vine (First) | Fast my sun of life's declining,
But in my hope, pure and refining,
Soon my spirit flutt'ring, flying,
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272 Felicity | Death shall not destroy my comfort,
To convey my spirit home.
While my Saviour's by my side;
Bright the glory on my brow;
Who will share my blissful portion,
Who will love my Saviour now?
While my tow'ring spirit flies.
Brethren, could you see my Jesus,
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274 Mother Tell Me of the Angels | Still my father is not there.
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275 Missionary's Farewell | Yes, my native land, I love thee,
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277 Sweet Affliction | And supports my fainting soul.
But my soul defies your Pow'r.
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280 Zion | God my Saviour will defend thee,
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281t Am I Born to Die? | And must my trembling spirit fly,
I from my grave shall rise,
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281b Palmetto | Precious drops, my soul bedewing,
Plead and claim my peace with God.
Could I share with all my treasure,
Oh that all my friends were His.
No my ev'ry idol hold;
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282 Friendship | Then you will own my words are true,
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284 Don't Grieve Your Mother | Sweet to my mem'ry and fresh today,
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286 Ganges | My soul in guilt and thrall I found,
Still sounded in my ear.
It poured its curses on my head.
This fearful truth increased my pain,
O'erwhelm'd my tortured mind.
And guilt lay heavy on my soul,
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287 Indian Convert | Upon my knee so low:
God send He angel, take um care,
He cum He self and hear um prayer,
He fight for me, He take um part,
He save um life before:
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290 Amity | My tongue repeats her vows,
For here my friends and kindred dwell,
And since my glor'ous God
My soul shall ever love thee well.
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291 Warrenton | Tune my heart to sing Thy grace:
Here I raise my Ebenezer,
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292 Grief of Love | My heart is fixed on Jesus,
My heart is often melted,
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295 Redeemer's Praise | My great Redeemer's praise,
The glories of my God and King,
My gracious Master and my God,
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296 He's Holding My Hand | He's holding to my hand.
He hears my ev'ry call,
To His control I trust my all,
He's holding to my hand.
My way with light supernal glows,
I tell Him all my griefs and woes,
He's holding to my hand.
He's holding to my hand.
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297 Lucas | “I have fought my way through;
Enter into My joy, and sit down on My throne.”
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298 My Shepherd Guides | The Lord my precious Shepherd is,
He anoints my head with oil so sweet,
My cup with joy He fills.
Thou art my God, my all.
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299 Green Meadows | The sun, to my surprise,
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300 Desire | Thou my pain, my curse hast borne
All my sins were laid on Thee:
To live is all my wish:
Grant me, Lord, my heart's desire,
Swells my soul to compass Thee:
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301 John Street | To Canaan's bounds I urge my way,
With Jesus in my view;
My way pursue.
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303 The Unclouded Day | O they tell me of a home where my friends have gone,
O they tell me of my friends by the tree of life,
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304 Blue Vale of Naucoochee | To Canaan's bounds I urge my way,
With Jesus in my view;
My way pursue.
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305 The Weary Soldier | Waiting for my Captain's orders
To go home to my reward.
The my troubles will be o'er;
I shall lay aside my armor,
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306 Middlebury | My beloved arise,
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307 True Happiness | When my heart first believed,
Was my joy and my song;
My soul mounted up high'r,
And the world was put under my feet.
Of my Saviour possessed,
Now my remnant of days
Who hath died my poor soul to redeem,
All my days are His due;
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308 The Happy Time | The comfort of my heart,
Temptations cease to break my peace,
And all my sorrows die,
When I with you my love renew,
My sorrows past and I at last,
My heart and treasure is above,
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310b Weary Sinner | Up to My eternal home,
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311 Elysian | To my raptured vision
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312 Penitence | And break my heart of stone.
And break my heart of stone.
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314 The Christian | I love my blessed Saviour,
I feel my sins forgiven,
From Jesus, my best friend.
That bids my spirit tower
And all my troubles end.
My tott'ring frame is wasting,
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316 This Heavy Load | I love Thee, Oh my God, I hope
When I draw my last breath.
I'll see my Saviour face to face,
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319 Weary Pilgrim | My heart to Him is all resigned;
And strive to draw me from my Saviour;
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320 Longing for the Day | My wonderful home beyond the blue.
Will you pray, my brother, that we may meet,
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322 Among that Band | At rest forever at my Lord's right hand;
The brighter grows my hope of endless rest;
I want my light to glow,
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325b Jesus Died For Me | And this I know I'm on my way,
For my Saviour bids me come,
For I'm a pilgrim on my way,
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327 The Christian's Hope | And all my toils and cares shall end,
And I shall see my God and friend,
Then, O my soul, despond no more;
When, freed from earth my soul shall tow'r
My soul anticipates the day,
which comes to summon my away
There shall I see my Saviour's face,
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328 Mercy's Free | What's this that in my soul is rising?
This work that's in my soul begun,
It plants my soul beneath the sun,
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329 Redeeming Grace | Come all, who love my Lord and Master,
So far my sins by dying love,
But Jesus' love removed my blindness,
In rapt'rous songs I'll praise my God.
O! with desire my soul is longing,
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332 Babylonian Captivity | If e'er my mem'ry lose the lovely name,
If my cold heart neglect thy kindred race,
My hand shall perish, and my voice shall cease.
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334 Jordan's Stormy Wave | My friend, if you would come and go,
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335 When I am Gone | Weep not for me as you stand round my grave,
Sing a sweet song when my grave you shall see,
Plant you a rose that shall bloom o'er my grave,
Pray ye the Lord that my joys you shall share,
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336t Sweet Harmony | My journey will prove.
And oh, my dear Jesus,
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336b Probation | O God, my inmost soul convert,
And deeply on my thoughtless heart,
Be this my one great bus'ness here,
To make my calling sure;
Then, Saviour, then my soul receive,
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337 To Die No More | Jesus my all, to heav'n is gone,
He, whom my hopes are fixed upon;
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338t How Firm a Foundation | My grace, all sufficient, shall be thy supply,
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338b Davis | O, Thou in whose presence my soul takes delight,
My comfort by day and my song in the night,
My hope, my salvation, my all.
My foes would rejoice when my sorrows they see,
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339 Samanthra | O! Thou in whose presence my soul takes delight,
My comfort by day, and my song in the night,
My hope, my salvation, my all.
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340 Concord | Which oft have delighted my heart,
Ye wonderful orbs that astonish my eyes,
Your glories recede from my sight,
Present their bright hills to my view.
My loved habitation, and gardens adieu!
No longer my footsteps ye greet,
A mansion celestial stands full in my view,
And Paradise welcomes my feet.
My weeping relations, my brethren and friends,
Whose souls are entwined with my own,
Adieu for the present, my spirit ascends
My cares and my labors, my sickness and pain,
Thou vale of affliction my footsteps have trod,
Again shall disquiet my breast,
My Sabbaths below that have been my delight,
Ye guided my footsteps like stars during night,
Adieu, my conductors benign.
Now shines on my eyes from above,
My soul is all wonder and love.
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341 The Lone Pilgrim | Yet calm is my feeling at rest is my soul,
The tears are all wiped from my eyes.
The cause of my Master compelled me from home,
I bade my companion farewell;
I blest my dear children, who now for me mourn –
My soul flew to mansions on high.
Oh tell my companion and children most dear,
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343 Tell the Story | It satisfies my longings
'Twill be my theme in glory
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344 Morality | My days shall pass swiftly and sweetly away.
And moralist Time shakes his glass at my door,
My beauty, my wealth, is a sweet peace of mind.
Shall last in my bosom an earnest of heav'n;
Reascend to my God without murmur or sigh,
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348 We've a Mansion in Heaven | A vision of beauty now bursts on my sight,
O rest thee, my spirit, till Jesus shall come,
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350 The Rock | In seasons of grief to my God I'll repair,
When my heart is o'erwhelmed with its sorrow and care;
When Satan, my foe, comes along like a flood,
Seeks to drive my poor soul from the fountain of good,
And when I have ended my pilgrimage here,
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351 Sweet Home | How sweet to my soul is communion with saints;
Prepare me, dear Saviour, for glory, my home.
Which hinders my joy and communion with Thee;
Though now my temptations like billows may foam,
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352 My Home on High | When time has come for me to lay my burdens down,
Forever there to rest from all my toil and pain,
My home on high,
With Christ my Lord,
In my happy, happy home on high.
My Lord will be the one to bid me welcome there,
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353 Bower of Prayer | To leave my dear friends, and with neighbors to part,
And go from my home, it afflicts not my heart,
And wove, with their branches, a roof o'er my head,
And poured out my soul to my Saviour in prayer,
my Saviour in prayer.
That dwelt in my bow'r, I observed as my bell,
For Jesus, my Saviour, oft deign'd there to meet,
And bless'd with His presence my humble retreat,
Inditing in heaven's own language, my prayer,
own language my prayer.
And pay my devotions in parts that are new,
For Jesus, my Saviour, resides ev'rywhere,
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354 Summer | There sweet be my rest, till He bid me arise,
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358 O Come, Come Away | Their joyous peals salute my ear,
My comrades invite to join their happy number,
The Sabbath school shall be my choice: O come, come away!
To guide my feeble steps on high; O come, come away!
My wand'ring steps to lead: O come, come away!
My heart exults with rapt'rous hope; O come, come away!
My deathless spirit, when I die,
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359 Wondrous Love | What wondrous love is this! O my soul!
To send this precious peace to my soul?
Christ laid aside His crown for my soul.
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361 Solemn Thought | And, O my friends, don't you, I entreat,
And, O my friends, don't you
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362 Shining Light | And drove Thee from my breast.
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363 The Christian Warfare | But grace will support and comfort my spirit,
And help me my enemies all to subdue.
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364 Redemption (Second) | To think of my soul, and the state I was in;
That I would get weary before my ascension,
And now I've found favor in Jesus my Saviour
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365 The Indian's Petition | Let me go to my home in the far distant West,
To the scenes of my childhood in innocence blest,
Where my fathers repose, let me go, let me go,
Where my fathers repose, oh! there let me go.
And there greet my fond mother whose heart will o'erflow
Let me go to my sire by whose battle-scarred side
I have sported so oft in the noon of my pride,
To my father, the chief, let me go, let me go,
To my father, the chief, oh! there let me go.
And, oh! do let me go to my flashing-eyed maid,
And, oh! do let me go to my wild forest home,
'Neath the grove of the glen let my ashes lie low,
To my home in the woods let me go, let me go,
To my home in the woods, oh! there let me go.
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367 David's Lamentation | Oh my son!
For thee, O Absalom, my son!
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368t Brush Creek | 'Tis midnight with my soul till He,
On whom my hopes of heav'n depend?
No: when I blush, be this my shame,
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368b Sweetest Pleasure | Be the living God my friend,
Then my bliss shall never end.
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372 I Won't Turn Back | My Jesus walks with me on my journey,
Let come what may, I'll serve my dear Saviour,
And His grace will support my soul;
Then when my race on earth is over,
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380 Christian Song | My body must soon be removed,
Ah! what is this drawing my breath,
And stealing my senses away?
Oh tell me, my soul, is it death,
Now mounting my soul shall descry,
My spirit triumphant shall fly,
And dwell with my Saviour above.
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382 How Sweet the Sound | 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
and grace my fears relieved;
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384 Lord I'm Depending on You | O hear my plea, my pilot be, to that shore;
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385 Sweet Heaven | This world is not my resting place,
Oh, heaven, my home, sweet heaven, my home,
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386 Spartanburg | When all Thy mercies, O my God,
My rising soul surveys,
Unnumbered comforts on my soul
Before my infant heart conceived
My daily thanks employ;
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392 Imandra | Then, in the sweet transport, my feet left the ground
My joys were unspeakably full of delight;
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393t West Point | To Thee, my God, I'll sing;
Awake my soft and tuneful lyre
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395 King of Peace | Ah! my Lord, Thou know'st my name;
To support my suit with Thee.
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396b Waynsville | He to save my soul from danger,
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397t Hants | Myself, my residue of days,
To serve my God alone.
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397b Bedan | O, cease, my wand'ring soul,
And rove, my soul, no more.
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399b Thatcher | I lift my heart and voice;
Nor let my foes rejoice.
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400b Hall | Where my Redeemer, God,
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402t Olive Leaf | Oh cease, my wand'ring soul,
And roam, my soul, no more.
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402b Kelso | My soul, repeat His praise,
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404t Rosalie | The Lord my shepherd is,
He doth my soul reclaim,
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404b Arion | While my Redeemer's near,
My shepherd and my guide,
My wants are all supplied.
And guards my sweet repose.
To cheer my fainting soul.
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405t Honeywel | My maker and my King,
To Thee my all I owe,
Whence all my blessings flow.
My God, Thy benefits demand,
And shall my passions rove;
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405b Caution | My soul, be on thy guard,
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408b Dartmouth | Oh bless the Lord, my soul;
And aid my tongue to bless His name,
Oh bless the Lord, my soul;
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409t Little Marlborough | Till my triumphant spirit comes
God, my Redeemer, lives,
Looks down and watches all my dust,
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409b Newingham | With all my idols part,
For having grieved my God;
My aching heart inspire.
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410t Weeping Saviour | Be thou astonish'd O my soul,
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411 The Trumpeters | It sets my heart all in a flame;
I will enlist, gird on my arms,
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412t Howard | Lord, hear the voice of my complaint;
Accept my secret pray'r;
To Thee alone, my King, my God,
Thou in the morn my voice shalt hear,
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413t Warwick | My voice ascending high;
To Thee will I direct my pray'r,
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413b Barby | “The promise of my Father's love
I set my worthless name;
I seal th'engagement to my Lord,
And make my humble claim.
My life and soul – my heart and flesh,
And all my pow'rs are Thine.
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414 Friend | My Saviour, my almighty Friend,
Thou art my everlasting trust;
My feet shall travel all the length
To see the Lord, my God.
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419t Rockingham (First) | My dear Redeemer's praise!
The glories of my God and King,
My dear Redeemer and my God,
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419b Fountain | Wash all my sins away.
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420 Cambridge | My best desires are faint and few,
But, when I cry, “My strength renew,”
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421t Seymour | Wash all my sins away.
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421b Caddo | My God, the spring of all my joys,
The life of my delights,
The glory of my brightest days,
And comfort of my nights!
My dawning is begun;
Thou art my soul's bright morning star,
And Thou my rising sun.
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422t Boswell | While I lay resting on my bed,
My soul arose on high;
My God, my life, my hope, I said,
Thy glories all my spirit fill,
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423b Benediction | Hear, gracious God, my humble moan,
To Thee I breathe my sighs;
When shall my joys arise?
Yet though my soul in darkness mourns,
Thy promise is my stay;
Thy presence makes my day.
Relieve my aching heart;
Oh smile and bid my sorrows cease,
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424 Nightingale | Yes, I will bless Thee, O my God,
Thro' all my fleeting days,
Nor shall my tongue alone proclaim
The honors of my God;
My life with all its active pow'rs
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427 Naomi | My life and death attend;
Thy presence thro' my journey shine,
And crown my journey's end.
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429 Charming Name | 'Tis music to my ear;
Yes, Thou art precious to my soul,
My transport and my trust;
All my capacious pow'rs can wish,
Thy grace still dwells upon my heart,
With my last lab'ring breath;
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430 Let Me Rise | My heart, my hand, my ear, my tongue,
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432b Fish Pond | Yet with my God I leave my cause,
Shall spoil my future peace;
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433 New Haven | “This earth,” he cries, “is not my place,
I seek my place in heav'n:
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434 Nobler Choice | A heav'nly prize attracts my view,
I'd clasp it to my joyful heart,
Dear portion of my soul's desires,
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438 The Mouldering Vine (Second) | Whilst I sit, my fate deploring,
Tears fast streaming from my eyes.
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439 Lydia | Bright glories rush upon my sight,
And charm my wond'ring eyes –
And drives my griefs away.
My clouds of doubt are gone;
Fled is my former darkness too,
My fears are all withdrawn.
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440t Beulah | Thy promise is my only plea;
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442 Lanesboro | Early, my God, without delay,
My thirsty spirit faints away,
My God, repeat that heav'nly hour,
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447 Mount Pisgah | My flesh itself would long to drop,
Clasp'd in my heav'nly Father's arms,
I would forget my breath,
And lose my life amid the charms
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448t Suffield | Teach me the measure of my days,
Thou Maker of my frame;
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450b Consolation | Once more, my soul, the rising day
Once more, my voice, thy tribute pay
'Tis He supports my mortal frame;
My tongue shall speak His praise;
My sin might rouse His wrath to flame,
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451b Devotion (Second) | Applied To cleanse my soul from guilt,
His praises tuned my tongue;
His love was all my song.
In pray'r my soul drew near the Lord,
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452t Head | Are pillars to support my hope,
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452b Hebron | Thus far His pow'r prolonged my days,
Much of my time has run to waste,
And I, perhaps, am near my home;
But He forgives my follies past,
I lay my body down to sleep,
Peace is the pillow for my head,
Their watchful stations round my bed.
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455t New Lebanon | Sent by my Lord, on you I call;
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456b Endor | Awake, my voice, in heav'nly lays,
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458 Rolland | With long desire my spirit faints
My flesh would rest in Thine abode,
My panting heart cries out to God:
My God, my King, why should I be
So far from all my joys and Thee?
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460b Gratitude | My God, how endless is Thy love!
Great Guardian of my sleeping hours;
And quickens all my drowsy pow'rs.
To Thee devote my nights and days:
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461 Lynn | Securely shall my ashes lie,
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462b Upton | Bless, O my soul, the living God;
Bless, O my soul, the God of grace;
'Tis He, my soul, that sent His Son
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465t Breaker | Though I have steeled my stubborn heart,
And still shook off my guilty fears;
In honor of my great High Priest;
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465b Welton | Oh! teach my erring feet Thy way:
Shall guide my doubtful steps aright.
How oft my heart's affections yield,
My roving passions, Lord, reclaim,
Then, to my God, my heart and tongue,
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467t Elparan | Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest,
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471b Hesperia | In honor of my great High Priest;
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472t Sunset | O, if my Lord would come and meet,
My soul would stretch her wings in haste,
While on His breast I lean my head,
And breathe my life out sweetly there.
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475 Portugal | Return, my wand'ring soul, return,
Return, my wand'ring soul, return,
Return, my wand'ring soul, return,
Return, my wand'ring soul, return,
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476b Shepherd (Second) | Thou whom my soul admires above
My constant feet would never rove,
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477 Park Street | Wake, O my soul, and hail the morn,
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478t Brentford | Lord, when my thoughts delighted rove
Sweet hope revives my drooping heart,
Repentant sorrow fills my heart,
Oh! may my future life declare
Be all my heart and all my days
Devoted to my Saviour's praise;
And let my glad obedience prove,
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480 Salineville | Fain would my thoughts leap out and fly,
But sin hangs heavy on my soul.
How despicable to my eyes!
And all my pow'rs shall bow, and sing
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489 Ridge | I'll praise my Maker with my breath;
And when my voice is lost in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs:
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
And when my voice is lost in death,
Praise shall employ my nobler pow'rs;
My days of praise shall ne'er be past,
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491 Nashville | Thy precepts guide my doubtful way;
Thy fear forbids my feet to stray.
Thy promise leads my soul to rest.
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492t Ramesis | Away, my unbelieving fear!
My Saviour doth not yet appear;
I never will give up my shield.
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492b Supplication | Though all my crimes before Thee lie,
Create my nature pure within,
And form my soul averse to sin:
Nor hide Thy presence from my heart.
Thy holy joys, my God, restore,
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493t Kedron | Regard my fearful heart's desire;
Nor let me in my sins expire!
Which bruises now my wretched soul,
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494 Hingham | Sweet is the work, my God, my King,
No mortal care shall fill my breast;
O, may my heart in tune be found,
My heart shall triumph in the Lord,
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497b Horton | Come and make My paths your choice;
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498 Hendon | And my couch with tend'rest care,
Thou shalt guide my weary feet
Constant, to my latest end,
Thou my footsteps shalt attend;
This my guard, and that my guide.
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505 Waterford | O my God, He dies for me,
A sight that breaks my heart!
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506 Dying Love | While I would renew my vow,
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507t Union | My friends once so dear unto me,
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509t Break of Day | Upwards now I bend my way,
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511 Farewell | O sinners, my bowels do move with desire:
My soul feels the mighty, the heavenly flame
I'm now on my journey, my faith is increasing,
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512 Missionary Song | Look, my soul! be still and gaze;
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516 Oliphant | Lead me all my journey thro';
Be Thou still my strength and shield.
Bid my anxious fears subside;
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517 Rapture (Second) | Begin, my soul, th'exalted lay,
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518 Ariel | Which in my Saviour shine!
My ransom from the dreaded guilt
My soul shall ever shine.
When my dear Lord will bring me home,
Then, with my Saviour, brother, friend,
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525 Goodly Land | To Canaan's bounds I urge my way,
With Jesus in my view,
My way pursue.
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528 Throne of Glory | My sins are all on Thee.
Of all my woes the end?
Outlive my love to Thee.
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532 Boerne | His presence disperses my gloom,
My summer would last all the year.
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535 Trial's Hour | When I can trust my all with God,
For He will hear my pray'r;
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536 Symphony | But gather first my saints, (the Judge commands,)
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537 Crucifixion | Saw ye my Saviour? Saw ye my Saviour?
Saw ye my Saviour and God?
Thus my Lord was crucified,
(O behold my hands and side!)
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539 Rest for the Weary | There my Saviour's gone before me
To fulfil my soul's request.
He is fitting up my mansion,
For my stay shall not be transient
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541 Resignation (Second) | My Shepherd will supply my need:
He brings my wand'ring spirit back
Thy presence is my stay;
Drives all my fears away.
Thy hand, in sight of all my foes,
Doth still my table spread;
My cup with blessings overflows,
Thine oil anoints my head.
The sure provisions of my God,
Attend me all my days;
And all my work be praise!
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542 The Heavenly Home | My heav'nly home is bright and fair,
My Father's house is built on high,
My heav'nly mansion is secure.
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543 Chase High Road | Their Maker's glory, thou my soul,
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546t The Holy Spirit | To those who know the Lord I speak, is my beloved near?
The Bridegroom of my soul I seek, Oh, when will He appear?
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547 Higher Ground | Almighty God in Heav'n above to Thee I lift my eyes,
Throughout the darkness of the night Thou guardst my bed around
Like swirling leaves my fleeting days are scattered by the wind,
I want to sing eternal praise to Christ my God and Friend.
And when my Maker calls me home and Gabriel's trump shall sound,
I'll pitch my tent no more to roam from Heaven's Higher Ground.
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549t The Christian's Farewell | Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand
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549b The Drone | My father (mother) died a shouting
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