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The Lord my pasture shall prepare
The Lord my Shepherd is .
The Lord our God is full of might
The mellow eve is gliding
The morning dawns upon the place
The morning light is breaking .
The ocean looketh up to heaven .
The offerings to Thy throne which rise
The perfect world, by Adam trod
The promises I sing .
The race that long in darkness pined
There is a book, who runs may read
There is a glorious world of light
There is a God, all nature speaks
There is a land mine eye hath seen
There is a land of pure delight
There seems a voice in every gale
There 's not a hope with comfort fraught
The saints on earth and those above
The Saviour comes ! no outward pomp
The Son of God gave thanks
The Spirit breathes upon the word
The Spirit, in our hearts
The swift-declining day
The swift not always in the race
The uplifted eye and bended knee
The vineyard of the Lord
The wandering star and fleeting wind
The winds are hushed ; the peaceful moon .
The winds were howling o'er the deep
The winter is over and gone.
The year begins with promises
They who on the Lord rely .
They who seek the throne of grace
Tbine influence, mighty God ! is felt
Think gently of the erring one !
Thou art gone to the grave; but we will not deplore thee
Thou art, O God, the life and light .
Thou art the Way; and he who sighs .

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Thou art the Way: by thee alone
Thou hidden love of God, whose height
Thou hidden Source of calm repose .
Thou, Lord, through every changing scene
Thou seest my feebleness .
Thou, who didst stoop below
Thou who dwell'st enthroned above !
Thou, whose almighty word
Thrice happy souls, who, born from heaven
Through all the changing scenes of life
Through all the various shifting scene
Through endless years thou art the same
Through night to light! And though to mortal eyes
Through shades and solitudes profound
Through sorrow's night, and danger's path
Through thee as we together came
Through thee, O Lord, we own
Thus far on life's perplexing path
Thus far the Lord has led me on
Thus said Jesus: Go and do
Thus shalt thou love the Almighty Lord .
Thus spake the Saviour, when he sent.
Thy favors, Lord, surprise our souls
Thy goodness, Lord ! our souls confess
Thy gracious aid, great God, impart
Thy hand unscen sustains the poles
Thy home is with the humble, Lord !
Thy life I read, my dearest Lord !
Thy name, Almighty Lord
Thy sacred book we would survey
Thy way, O God ! is in the sea
Times without number have I prayed
'T is by the faith of joys to come
“ 'T is finished !” so the Saviour cried
'T is gone, that bright and orbed blaze
'T is wisdom's earnest cry
To all thy faithful people, Lord
To God the mighty Lord
To God the only wise

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Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will !
Walk in the light! so shalt thou know
Watchman! tell us of the night
Weak and irresolute is man
We bless Thee for this sacred day.
Welcome, delightful morn!
Welcome, sweet day of rest.
Welcome, welcome, quiet morning
We love the venerable house
We pray for truth and peace
Were all our hopes and all our fears
Were not the sinful Mary's tears
We wait in faith, in prayer we wait
What must it be to dwell above
What precept, Jesus, is like thine
What secret hand, at morning light .
What shall we render, bounteous Lord .
When all the hours of life are past

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When all thy mercies, O my God!
When arise the thoughts of sin
When, as returns this solemn day
When before thy throne we kneel
When, bending o'er the brink of life
When, blest Redeemer, thou art near
When Christ among the sons of men
When darkness long has veiled my mind
When Fancy spreads her boldest wings
When God, of old, came down from heaven
When Hagar found the bottle spent
When I can read my btle clear
When in silence, o'er the deep
When Israel, of the Lord beloved
When musing sorrow weeps the past
When power divine, in mortal form .
When, rising from the bed of death
When sin and sorrow, fear and pain
When the vale of death appears
When true religion gains a place
When verdure clothes the fertile vale .
When, wakened by thy voice of power
Where ancient forests widely spread
Wherefore should man, frail child of clay
Where from thy Spirit shall I stretch
While now, upon this Sabbath eve
While shepherds watched their flocks by night
While some in folly's pleasures roll .
While thee I seek, protecting Power! .
While to lips with praise that glow .
While, with ceaseless course, the sun
While yet the youthful spirit bears
Who are these in bright array
Who is thy neighbor ? He whom thou
Who shall behold the glorious day
Who shall toward thy chosen seat
Why doth my Saviour weep
Why should the world's alluring toys
Why should we start, and fear to die? .

With glory clad, with strength arrayed
Within thy circling power I stand
With one consent, let all the earth
With reverence let the saints appear
With sacred joy we lift our eyes
With stately towers and bulwarks strong
With warm affection let us view
Word of the ever-living God!

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Ye boundless realms of joy
Ye followers of the Prince of Peace
Ye golden lamps of heaven, farewell
Ye humble souls, that seek the Lord
Ye servants of the Lord .
Ye that obey the immortal King
Ye trembling souls, dismiss your fears

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