Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings Cennick
Rock of Ages, cleft for me

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Toplady

28

Say, sinner, hath a voice.

Scorn not the slightest word or deed. Hincks

Shall I not trust my God.

Shall we go on to sin

Shall we grow weary in our watch
Since all the downward tracks.

Sing, my tongue, the Saviour's glory

Sing of Jesus, sing for ever

Soldier, go but not to claim
Sometimes a light surprises

Soon may the last glad song arise
Sovereign Ruler of the skies
Sow in the morn thy seed

Strange and mysterious is my life
Surely Christ thy griefs hath borne.
Sweet patience, come

Sweeter sounds than music knows

Take up thy cross, the Saviour said.

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112

Olearius

176

Watts

54

Tell me not in mournful numbers
The hosts of God encamp around
The hour of my departure's come
The Lord my shepherd is.

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The Lord will happiness divine
Thee will I love
There is a fountain filled with blood.
There is an eye that never sleeps
There is an hour when I must part
Thine eye, Lord God, alone can see.

This day the Lord hath made
Thou all sufficient one

Thou art near.

Thou art, O Christ, the Way

No.

Longfellow 106

87

Goode

99

67

Thou gracious God and kind
Thou hidden love of God.
Thou Refuge of my weary soul
Thou that art strong to comfort
Thou very present aid

Though lowly here our lot may be
Though nature's strength decay
Thousands, O Lord of hosts, this day
Through all the changing scenes
Thy gracious presence, O my God
Thy way, not mine, O Lord.
Time by moments steals away
Time is earnest, passing by
'Tis a point I want to know
"Tis my happiness below.
'Tis the Lord, I know it is

Montgomery 14

Whatsoever be the seed

When all thy mercies, O my God
When darkness long has veil'd
When earthly joys glide swift away
When from the depths of woe
When gathering clouds around.
When, gracious Lord, when

When I can read my title clear
When I survey the wondrous cross
When our heads are bowed

When sins and fears

When the Lord rebukes

When the world my heart
When this passing world.

When we cannot see our way
Where can we hide, or whither fly
Where shall the weary rest

Why pour'st thou forth
Why should I fear

Why should the children of a King

Watts

199

Why should this earth delight us so.

Why sinks my weak desponding

Who follows Christ.

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