Arise, great God, and let thy grace
Arise, my gracious God

Arise, my soul, my joyful powers
Arise, O King of grace, arise.
As changing as the moon
Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep

As
pants the hart for cooling springs
As when, in silence, vernal showers
As when the weary traveler gains
At thy command, O Lord, our hope
Attend while God's exalted Son
Awake, and sing the song.
Awake, awake the sacred song
Awake my heart, arise, my tongue
Awake, my soul, and with the sun
Awake, my soul, in joyful lays
Awake, my soul, lift up thine eyes
Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve
Awake my soul, to sound his praise
Awake, my tongue, thy tribute bring
Awake, our drowsy souls

Awake, our souls, away our fears
Awake, ye saints, and raise your eyes
Awake, ye saints, to praise your King
Away from every mortal care

BACKWARD with humble shame we look
Be joyful in God all ye lands of the earth
Be thou, O God, exalted high.
Before Jehovah's awful throne
Begin, my soul, th' exalted lay
Behold, my soul, the narrow bound
Behold, the blind their sight receive
Behold, the day is come

Behold the glories of the Lamb

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Behold the lofty sky

Behold the love, the generous love

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Behold the morning sun

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Behold the path that mortals tread
Behold the sure foundation-stone
Behold the throne of grace

Behold thy waiting servant, Lord

Behold what wondrous grace

Behold! where in a mortal form.

Beneath our feet, and o'er our head
Beset with threatening dangers round.

Blest are the souls that hear and know
Blest are the undefiled in heart
Blest be the everlasting God.

Blest be the Lord who heard my prayer
Blest be the tie that binds .
Blest be thou, O God of Israel,
Blest is the man, forever blest

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Barbauld

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Blest is the man whose soul can move
Blest is the man whose liberal heart
Blest is the man whose softening heart
Blest is the man who shuns the place
Blest is the nation where the Lord.
Blest morning, whose first opening rays
Blow ye the trumpet, blow,

Bread of the world, in mercy broken

Brightest and best of the sons of the morning Heber
Bright King of glory, dreadful God
Bright Source of everlasting love
Broad is the road that leads to death
By Babel's streams the captives sate
By vows of love together bound
By cool Siloam's shady rill

CALL Jehovah thy salvation
Can creatures to perfection find

Cease, ye mourners, cease to languish
Chief Shepherd of thy chosen sheep
Children, in years and knowledge young
Children of God, who faint and slow,
Children of the heavenly King
Christ and his cross are all our theme
Christ the Lord, is risen to-day
Christ, whose glory fills the skies
Churches of Christ by God's right hand
Come, children, learn to fear the Lord
Come, every pious heart

Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove
Come hither, all ye weary souls

Come, Holy Spirit, come

Come, Holy Spirit, from on high
Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove
Come, humble sinner, in whose breast
Come in, thou blessed of our God
Come, let our souls adore the Lord
Come, let our voices join to raise
Cone, let us join our cheerful songs

58*

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Newton

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391