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Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved
An alien from God, and a stranger to grace
And let this feeble body fail
Approach, my soul, the mercy seat
Arise and shine, O Zion fair
As fades the landscape from the sight
As on the cross the Savior hung
Attend, young friends, while [whilst] I relate
Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays
Awake my soul, stretch every nerve
Awaked by Sinai's awful sound
Away my unbelieving fear
O, the Lamb, the loving Lamb
Beside the gospel pool Appointed for the poor
Brethren, we have met to worship, and adore the Lord our God
Bright scenes of glory strike my sense
We his soldiers sure shall be
Burst, ye emerald [pearly] gates, and bring
Child of sin and sorrow, Filled with dismay
Children listen to the strains
Children of the heavenly king as we journey
Come away to the skies, my beloved, arise
Come, humble sinner, in whose breast
Come, let us anew our journey pursue
Come, let us anew our journey pursue, With vigor
Come, my soul, and let us try, For a little season
Come, my soul, thy suit prepare
Come, O thou traveller unknown
Come on, my brethren, in the Lord
Come, poor sinners, Christ invites you
Come, tell of your vessel
We're all united, heart and hand
Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish
Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded
Come youthful sinners, come
Dark and thorny [stormy] is the desert
Death shall not destroy my comfort [comforts], Christ shall guide me through the gloom
Drooping souls no longer grieve, Heaven
Encompassed with clouds of distress
Eternity is just at hand
Far from my [our] thoughts, vain world, be gone
Farewell, dear friends, I must be gone
Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand
Father, I long, I faint to see The place of thine abode
Fly away to thy long sought home on high
Friend after friend departs
From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies
From all that's mortal, all that's vain
From every stormy wind [sense] that blows
From Greenland's icy mountains

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