Plymouth Collection

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a903I feel within a wantPage Scan
a904My spirit longeth for TheePage Scan
a905O deem not they are blest alonePage Scan
a906O Zion! when I think on TheePage Scan
a907Head of the church triumphantPage Scan
a908Daughter of Zion, from the dustPage Scan
a909Jesus, immortal King! arisePage Scan
a910Alas, the utter emptiness!Page Scan
a911Behold, the mountain of the LordPage Scan
a912The Lord of glory is my lightPage Scan
a913O where are kings and empires nowPage Scan
a914There is a little lonely foldPage Scan
a915A mother may forgetful bePage Scan
a916How sweet and awful is the placePage Scan
a917If human kindness meets returnPage Scan
a918Lord, may the spirit of this feastPage Scan
a919Many centuries have fledPage Scan
a920On the night of that last supperPage Scan
a921How condescending and how kindPage Scan
a922O happy day that fixed my choicePage Scan
a923Jesus, the sinner's Friend, to TheePage Scan
a924This child we dedicate to TheePage Scan
a925Dear Saviour, if these lambs should strayPage Scan
a926By cool Siloam's shady rillPage Scan
a927O say not, think not, heavenly notesPage Scan
a928See Israel's gentle Shepherd standPage Scan
a929Dear Saviour, we are thinePage Scan
a930Jesus, my strength, my hopePage Scan
a931My Father bids me comePage Scan
a932And Jesus said, Suffer little children, and forbid them not to come unto mePage Scan
a933To Him who children blestPage Scan
a934Little travelers, ZionwardPage Scan
a935O, bow thine ear, Eternal One!Page Scan
a936Where ancient forests widely spreadPage Scan
a937When here, O Lord, we seek Thy facePage Scan
a938The perfect world, by Adam trodPage Scan
a939We bid thee welcome in the namePage Scan
a940O Thou, whose own vast temple standsPage Scan
a941The Saviour said, Yet one thing morePage Scan
a942Angels, where'er we go, attendPage Scan
a943From Greenland's icy mountainsPage Scan
a944Now be the gospel bannerPage Scan
a945Ye Christian heroes, go, proclaimPage Scan
a946Triumphant Zion! lift thy headPage Scan
a947O Spirit of the living GodPage Scan
a948Arm of the Lord! awake, awake!Page Scan
a949Hark! how the gospel trumpet sounds!Page Scan
a950Hark, hark! the gospel trumpet sounds!Page Scan
a951From day to day, before our eyesPage Scan
a952Arise! arise! with joy surveyPage Scan
a953Go--messenger of peace and love!Page Scan
a954Marked as the purpose of the skiesPage Scan
a955Exert Thy power, Thy rights maintainPage Scan
a956Though now the nations sit beneathPage Scan
a957Great God, whom heaven, and earth, and seaPage Scan
a958O God, beneath Thy guiding handPage Scan
a959"Let there be light," thus spake the WordPage Scan
a960Depart awhile, each thought of carePage Scan
a961Great God, whose universal swayPage Scan
a962"Go preach my gospel," saith the LordPage Scan
a963Great Ruler of the earth and skiesPage Scan
a964O what stupendous mercy shinesPage Scan
a965O, City of the Lord! beginPage Scan
a966Spirit of power and might, beholdPage Scan
a967The mighty angel, to whose handPage Scan
a968Lord! send thy servants forthPage Scan
a969Thy way is in the deep, O Lord!Page Scan
a970God's glory is a wondrous thingPage Scan
a971Oppression shall not always reignPage Scan
a972Watchman! tell us of the nightPage Scan
a973See how great a flame aspiresPage Scan
a974Wake the song of jubileePage Scan
a975Hark! the song of jubileePage Scan
a976See the ransomed millions standPage Scan
a977Go, ye messengers of GodPage Scan
a978Lord! Thou didst arise and sayPage Scan
a979Sons of men, behold from farPage Scan
a980Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning!Page Scan
a981O ye immortal throngWATTSPage Scan
a982We are living, we are dwellingPage Scan
a983Glorious things of thee are spokenPage Scan
a984Yes--my native land! I love theePage Scan
a985Onward, onward, men of heaven!Page Scan
a986Christian! see! the orient morningPage Scan
a987Hark! the sounds of joy and gladnessPage Scan
a988On the mountain' top appearingPage Scan
a989Zion stands with hills surroundedPage Scan
a990See, from Zion's sacred mountainPage Scan
a991Men of God, go take your stationsPage Scan
a992Cheek grow pale, but heart be vigorousPage Scan
a993Yes! we trust the day is breakingPage Scan
a994Hark! what mean those lamentationsPage Scan
a995O'er the realms of pagan darknessPage Scan
a996O'er the gloomy hills of darknessPage Scan
a997The morning light is breakingPage Scan
a998Roll on, thou mighty oceanPage Scan
a999Wretched, helpless, and distress'dPage Scan
a1000When shall the voice of singingPage Scan
a1001Hail to the Lord's AnointedPage Scan
a1002Now, host with host assemblingPage Scan

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