21 Webster | For those whose sins He bore.
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41b Ardor | Whose curse and shame He bore.
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56t America | Whose mercies are so great,
Whose anger is so slow to rise,
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66b The Penitent's Prayer | Oh! Thou whose tender mercy hears
Whose hand indulgent wipes the tears
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97 The Guiding Star | Whose hopes are fixed on high;
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117 Angel Band | Whose blood now cleanses from all sin,
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118 Campbell | Whose mercies never end;
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147 Fairfield | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast
Whose scepter pardon gives;
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150 Salvation | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast
Whose sceptre pardon gives;
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163t Hollis | Where but with Thee whose open door
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168t Rest | Whose waking is supremely blest!
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175 O How I Love Jesus | It tells me one whose loving heart
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185 Corinth | Whose glories shine through endless days.
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200 Parting Hand | Whose hearts in sweetest union join,
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206 Prayer Meeting | To Him whose truth and faithfulness
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245 Bozrah | “He whose pow'rful arm alone,
He whose truth with blood was sealed;
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258 Thorny Desert | He whose thunder shakes creation,
And whose sceptre sways the whole.
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264 Harwell | Jesus hail! whose glory brightens,
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307 True Happiness | And whose treasures are laid up above;
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338b Davis | O, Thou in whose presence my soul takes delight,
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339 Samanthra | O! Thou in whose presence my soul takes delight,
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340 Concord | Whose souls are entwined with my own,
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345 The Shepherd's Star | Faithful supporter whose love cannot fail,
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351 Sweet Home | And thrice precious Jesus, whose love cannot cease!
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365 The Indian's Petition | And there greet my fond mother whose heart will o'erflow
Let me go to my sire by whose battle-scarred side
And whose heart like the fawn is as pure as the snow;
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368t Brush Creek | Whose glories shine in endless days.
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396t Adams | Light of those whose dreary dwelling
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398t St. Thomas | Bless ye the Lord, whose voice ye hear,
Whose pleasure ye fulfil.
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398b Gerar | Whose hearts and hopes are one;
Whose kind designs to serve and please,
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402b Kelso | Whose mercies are so great,
Whose anger is so slow to rise,
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408b Dartmouth | Whose favors are divine.
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413t Warwick | Thou art God before whose sight
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451t Shepherd (First) | Hail, sacred truth! whose piercing rays
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459t All-Saints | Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean,
Whose lips still speak the thing they mean;
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459b Refuge | There is a stream, whose gentle flow,
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461 Lynn | Whose waking is supremely blest:
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462t Lotha | Blest is the man whose tender care
Whose pity wipes the widow's tear,
Whose hand supports the fatherless.
Blest are the men whose mercies move
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469 Pilesgrove | Whose mercy firm, through ages past,
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477 Park Street | Sweet song, whose melting sounds impart
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484 Olivet | Whose hearts, whose faith, whose hopes are one!
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489 Ridge | How blest the man whose hopes rely
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504 Missionary Hymn | Shall we, whose souls are lighted
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