Glory to thee, Almighty Lord Glory to thee, my God, this night Go, worship at Immanuel's feet God, in his earthly temple lays God is a Spirit, just and wise God is the refuge of his saints God moves in a mysterious way God of eternal love
God of love, whose truth and grace God of my childhood and my youth God of my life! thy constant care God of my life, thy various praise God of my life, to thee
God of my strength, to thee I cry God, who in various methods told Good is the Lord, the heav'nly King Grace, how exceeding sweet to those Grace, 'tis a charming sound
Great God, attend while Sion sings Great God, at thy command
Great God, at whose all powerful call Great God, did pious Abr'am pray Great God, how infinite art thou Great God, I own thy sentence just Great God, let all my tuneful powers Great God, my early vows to thee Great God, now condescend
Great God, the nations of the earth Great God, this sacred day of thine
Great God, to thee my evening song Great God, what do we see and hear
Great God, when heaven and earth and seas
Great God, whose universal sway Great is the Lord; his works of might
Great Lord of angels, we adore Great Ruler of the earth and skies Great Shepherd, who didst condescend Great was the day, the joy was great Guide me, O thou great Jehovah Guilty and vile, before my God
Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews Hail holy, holy, holy Lord! Hail, peaceful mòrn, thy dawn I hail
How did my heart rejoice to hear
How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord How glorious the Lamb
How happy is our peaceful lot
How happy the sorrowful man How heavy is the night
How lovely, how divinely sweet How oft have sin and satan strove How pleasant, how divinely fair How pleas'd and blest was I How sad our state by nature is How shall I praise the eternal God How shall we, Lord, secure our hearts How short and hasty is our life
How should the sons of Adam's race How soft the words my Saviour speaks How strong thine arm is, mighty God How sweet and awful is the place
I sing my Saviour's wond'rous death
I will arise, and go to my Father If God succeed not, all the cost I'll praise my Maker with my breath I'll speak the honours of my King Impressive view, while life we trace In all my troubles, sharp and strong In cheerful songs of artless praise In God's own house, pronounce his praise In Gabriel's hand a mighty stone In heaven the rapt'rous song began In the soft season of thy youth In vain my fancy strives to paint In vain we lavish out our lives In this world of sin and sorrow Indulgent sovereign of the skies
Let the bold sceptic still deride Let them neglect thy glory, Lord Let Zion's watchmen all awake Lift your heads, ye friends of Jesus Lift up your heads, in joyful hope Life is the time to serve the Lord Light of those, whose dreary dwelling Lo! he comes, with clouds descending Lo! he cometh! countless trumpets Lo! our Jesus, now ascended
Lo! the young tribes of Adam rise Lo, what a glorious sight appears Lo! what an entertaining sight Look up, ye saints, direct your eyes Long as I live I'll bless thy name Long have I sat beneath the sound Lord of all power and might Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing Lord, at thy temple we appear Lord, I am thine, but thou wilt prove Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin Lord, hast thou cast the nation off Lord, how divine thy comforts are Lord, how secure and blest are they Lord, how secure my conscience was Lord, if thine eyes survey our faults Lord, if thou the grace impart Lord in thy churches now appear Lord, in thy great, thy glorious name Lord of my life, O may thy praise Lord of the Sabbath, hear our vows Lord of the worlds above
Lord, shall we part with gold for dross
Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me through Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray Lord, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand
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