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Good God, on what a slender thread,
Guide me, O thou great Jehovah,
Great Lord of all thy churches, hear,

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Give me the wings of faith, to rise,

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God moves in a mysterious way,

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Go, preach my gospel, saith the Lord,

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Hail, everlasting spring!

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Ho! ev'ry one that thirsts draw nigh,

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Hark! from the tombs, a doleful sound!

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Hence from my soul, sad thoughts begone,

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How sad our state by nature is!

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How can I sink with such a prop,

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How sweet the name of Jesus sounds,

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How condescending and how kind,

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How sweet and awful is the place,

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He lives, the great Redeemer lives,

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Hearts of stone relent, relent;

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Hail sov'reign grace, that first began,

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Hail! my ever blessed Jesus,

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How sweet, how heav'nly is the sight,

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He's come! let every knee be bent,

Hail the blest morn! when the great Mediator 163

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Hark, my soul! it is the Lord,

Muss the word pursue,
Pasawupptress housuis cheese the road,

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Let thy kingdom, blessed Saviour,
Let sinners take their course,

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Lord! what a wretched land is this,

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Long have I sat beneath the sound
Life is the time to serve the Lord,
Lord of the worlds above,

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Mercy. O thou son of David!

My heart, how dreadful hard it is!
My God, my King, thy various praise

My sorrows like a flood,

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My times of sorrow and of joy,

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My dear Redeemer, and my Lord,

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OW to the Lord a noble song!
Now is the accepted time,
Now in the heat of youthful blood,
No more, my God, I boast no more,
Now let our souls, on wings sublime,
Now shall my inward joys arise,
Now in thy praise, eternal King,

Nature with open volume stands,
Now begin the heavenly theme,

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THOU, whose tender mercy hears,
O that my load of sin were gone!

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O thou from whom all goodness flows,
O Lord, my God, in mercy turn,
Our souls, by love, together knit,

O how divine, how sweet the joy,
Oh! for a heart that soars above,
Oh! could I find from day to day,
O wretched souls who strive in vain,
One there is above all others,
O Lord, our languid souls inspire,
Oft as the bell, with solemn toll,
Oh, if my soul was form'd for wo,
On Jordan's rugged banks I stand,
O for a closer walk with God,
O love divine, how sweet thou art,
O what amazing words of Grace,
Obedient to our dying Lord,

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ILGRIMS, we are to Canaan bound,
Prostrate dear Jesus, at thy feet,

Plung'd in a gulf of dark despair,
Prayer is the soul's sincere desire,

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O wanderer, return,

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Raise to the cross thy weeping eyes,

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Raise your triumphant songs,

Remember us, we pray thee, Lord,

Return, my roving heart, return,

Raise, thoughtless sinner, raise thine eye,

Rejoice, believer, in the Lord,

INNER, O why so thoughtless grown!

S Submissive to thy will, my God,

Should nature's charms, to please the eye,
Salvation! O melodious sound,
Sweet was the time when first I felt,
Stoop down my thoughts, that us'd to rise,
Stretch'd on the cross the Saviour dies;

Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay,
So fades the lovely blooming flower,
Salvation! oh, the joyful sound!
Sinners, the voice of God regard,

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Saviour, visit thy plantation,

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Smote by thy law I'm justly slain,
Since, Lord, thy mighty grace did call,
See gracious God, before thy throne,
Shew pity, Lord, O Lord forgive;

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HE Saviour calls-let every ear,

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'Tis finish'd-so the Saviour cried,

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Thou who for sinners once was slain,
Thus far the Lord has led me on,
'Tis religion that can give,

The Lord will happiness divine,
Thanks to thy name, O Lord, that we,
'Tis done! the precious ransom's paid;
The Saviour, O what endless charms,

To-morrow, Lord, is thine,
'Tis but, at best, a narrow bound,
Thy favours, Lord, surprise our souls
There is a fountain fill'd with blood,
Thou pity'dst him who once apply'd,
Through all the changing scenes of life,
Thee will I love, my Lord, my tow'r,

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