Lord, we adore thy bounteous hand Lord, we adore thy vast designs Lord, we come before thee now Lord, we confess our num'rous faults Lord, what a feeble piece Lord, what a heav'n of saving grace Lord, what a wretched land is this Lord, when our raptur'd thought surveys Lord, when this mortal frame decays Lord, where shall guilty souls retire
Loud hallelujahs to the Lord
Love divine, all love excelling
Lukewarm souls, the foe grows stronger
Mark the weary pilgrim walking May the grace of Christ our Saviour Methinks the last great day is come Mighty God, while angels bless thee Mistaken souls, that dream of heav'n Must friends and kindred droop and die My dear Redeemer and my Lord
My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so
My friends, alas! how soon remov'd
My God, how endless is thy love
My God, I am thine; what a comfort divine
My God, permit me not to be My God, the spring of all my joys My God, what endless pleasures dwell My heart, how dreadful hard it is My hiding place, my refuge, tow'r My never ceasing song shall show My Saviour and my King
My Saviour God, my Sov'reign Prince My Saviour, my Almighty Friend My Shepherd is the living Lord My Shepherd will supply my need My soul, come meditate the day My soul, how lovely is the place My soul lies cleaving to the dust My soul, repeat his praise
My soul, thy great Creator praise
My thoughts surmount these lower skies
My thoughts, that often mount the skies My times of sorrow and of joy
Naked as from the earth we came Nature, with open volume stands Nature, with all her powers, shall sing No, I shall envy them no more No more, my God, I boast no more No sleep nor slumber to his eyes Nor eye has seen, nor ear has heard Not all the blood of beasts Not all the outward forms on earth Not from the dust affliction grows Not with our mortal eyes Now be my heart inspir'd to sing Now begin the heavenly theme
Now for a tune of lofty praise
Now from the altar of our hearts
O bless the Lord, my soul O Britain, praise thy mighty God O come, thou wounded Lamb of God O'er those gloomy hills of darkness
O for an overcoming faith O for a closer walk with God O for a glance of heav'nly day O for a heart to praise my God O for a shout of sacred joy O for a thousand tongues, to sing O God of mercy, hear my call
God, our help in ages past
O God, the hour of sleep's at hand O happy soul, that lives on high
O Jesus, our Lord, thy name be ador'd O lend your ear, ye youthful tribe O Lord, how great's the favour
O Lord, my best desires fulfil
O Lord, our Lord, how wond'rous great O love divine, how sweet thou art O, my Lord, I've often mused
that the Lord would guide my ways
O the Almighty Lord
O the delights, the heav'nly joys
O thou, at whose almighty word
O thou, from whom all goodness flows
what shall I do my Saviour to praise ye immortal throng
Once more, before we part
Once more, my soul, the rising day
On the mountain's top appearing On thee, great Ruler of the skies On what has now been sown One there is above all others
One thing is needful, why should I Our days, alas! our mortal days
Our holy Father, all thy will
Our God, how firm his promise stands
Our Lord is risen from the dead Our praises, Lord, to thee ascend
Our Shepherd alone, the Lord let us bless Our sins, alas! how strong they be Our souls by love together knit
Pleasing spring again is here Plung'd in a gulph of dark despair Praise, everlasting praise be paid
Rejoice, ye righteous, in the Lord Rejoice, ye shining worlds on high Repent, the voice celestial cries Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings Rock of ages, cleft for me
Rise, rise, my soul, and leave the ground
Safely through another week Salvation! O the joyful sound Saviour! and can it be
Say, sinner, wilt thou go with me
See how great a flame aspires
Shepherd of Israel, thou dost keep Shepherds rejoice, lift up your eyes Shew pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive Shine, mighty God, on Britain shine Shout all our elder brethren
Since all the downward tracks of time Since Jesus freely did appear Sing Hallelujah! praise the Lord Sing to the Lord Jehovah's name Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands Sing to the Lord, ye heav'nly hosts Sinner, O why so thoughtless grown Sinners, the gladsome tidings hear Sleep, downy sleep, come close mine eye So did the Hebrew prophet raise So fair a face bedew'd with tears So let our lips and lives express
Some seraph, lend your heav'nly tongue Son of God, thy blessing grant Sons of God, triumphant rise Sons of men, behold from far Songs of immortal praise belong Source of light and power divine Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears Stern winter throws his icy chains Stoop down, my thoughts, that use to rise Stop, poor sinner, stop and think Stretch'd on the cross, the Saviour dies Sov'reign of life, before thine eye Sure there's a righteous God Sweet as the shepherd's tuneful reed Sweet is the memory of thy grace
Sweet is the work, my God, my King Sweet the beams of rosy morning Sweet the moments, rich in blessing Sweet the streams of mercy flowing
Take my poor heart, just as it is Teach me the measure of my days Thanks to thy name, O Lord, that we That day of wrath, that dreadful day The billows swell, the winds are high The fairest of ten thousand fairs
The gathering clouds, with aspect dark The glories of my Maker God
The Lord is my Shepherd, my Guardian, and Guide
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