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Come, saints and sinners, hear me tell
Come, ye [you] that [who] know the Lord indeed
Dear Jesus, here comes, And knocks at Thy door
Enlisted into the cause of sin
Farewell, farewell, fare you well
Forbear, my friends, forbear, and ask no more
Hallelujah to the Lamb
From whence doth [does] this [the] union arise
Hail, God the Father, glorious light
Hark, listen to the trumpeters They sound for volunteers
Hark, the jubilee is sounding
Holy God, and hast thou sent
Hosanna to Jesus, I am filled with his praise
How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord
How happy every child of grace, The soul that's filled
How long shall I weep in this prison of clay
How lost was [is] my [our] condition
I am monarch of all I survey
I am on my way to heaven, My sins
I long to see the season [seasons] come when sinners
I love my blessed Savior, I feel I'm in his favor
I love thee, I love thee, I love thee my Love [Lord]
I walked forth one morning fair
In evil long I took delight
In vain my [the] fancy strives to paint The moment after death
Jesus, at thy command
Let sinners toil with ceaseless pain
Lift up your hearts, Immanuel's friends
Lord, my ransomed soul adores thee
Mercy, O thou Son of David
My brethren all, on you I call
My days, my [and] weeks, my [and] months, my [and] years
My God, my heart with love inflame
My harp untuned, and laid aside
My loving fellow travelers
My soul, come, meditate the day, When Zion's
My soul's full of glory, inspiring [which fires] [it fires] my tongue
Now have I found the ground wherein
O come, my heart, and let us take
O give me, Lord, my sins to mourn
O happy souls, how fast you go, and leave me here behind
O how I have longed for the coming [presence] of God [the Lord]
O Jesus, my Friend, my adorable Savior
O Jesus, my Savior, I know thou art mine
O Jesus, my Savior, to Thee I submit
And I'll sing glory, glory
O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight
O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above
A Savior let creation sing
Poor Zion lies in sore distress

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