O praise ye the Lord! prepare a new song
O praise ye the Lord! prepare your glad voice
O, render thanks to God above

O, shun in youth the thoughtless throng
O, stay thy tears; for they are blest
O that the Lord would guide my ways
O Thou, from whom all goodness flows
O Thou that hear'st when sinners cry
O Thou, the first, the greatest friend
O Thou, to whom all creatures bow
O Thou, to whose all-searching sight
O Thou, who art above all height

O Thou who driest the mourner's tear

O Thou, who hast at thy command

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Praise, everlasting praise, be paid

Peace be to this habitation

Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan

Perpetual Source of light and grace

Pilgrim, burdened with thy sin

Placed on the verge of youth, my mind

Praise, O praise the name divine

Praise to God, immortal praise

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Praise to God, the great Creator

Praise ye the Lord, immortal choir

Praise ye the Lord! O, let the grateful song

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Rise, crowned with light, imperial Salem rise
Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings

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Saviour! who thy flock art feeding

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See! another year is gone

"See how he loved!" exclaimed the Jews

See Israel's gentle shepherd stand

See the leaves around us falling

See what a living stone

Shall Wisdom cry aloud

Shepherds, rejoice! lift up your eyes
Shine forth, eternal Source of light
Shine on our souls, eternal God
Show pity, Lord! O Lord, forgive
Sing to the Lord Jehovah's name
Sing to the Lord, who loud proclaims
Sing, ye redeemed of the Lord

Sleep, sleep to-day, tormenting cares
So fades the lovely blooming flower

Teach me, O teach me, Lord! thy way
Teach me the measure of my days
That man hath perfect blessedness
That man, in life wherever placed
The billows swell, the winds are high
The darkened sky, how thick it lowers
The day approacheth, O my soul
The dews and rains, in all their store
The earth and all the heavenly frame
The evils that beset our path
The glories of our birth and state
The gracious Saviour bowed his head
The heavenly spheres to thee, O God
The heaven of heavens cannot contain
The heavens declare thy glory, Lord

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The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know

The Lord Jehovah reigns

The Lord 's my Shepherd, I'll not want.

The Lord will come and not be slow
The offerings to thy throne which rise
The race that long in darkness pined
There is a book, who runs may read
There is a glorious world on high
There is a land of pure delight
There is an hour of peaceful rest

There's not a hope with comfort fraught
There's nothing bright, above, below
The saints on earth and those above
The Saviour,-what a noble flame
The short-lived day declines in haste
The solemn season calls us now
The Son of God gave thanks

Thou art gone to the grave, but we will not deplore thee
Thou great and sacred Lord of all

Thou, infinite in love

Thou hidden love of God, whose height

Thou hidden source of calm repose

Thou, Lord! by mortal eyes unseen

Thou, Lord, by strictest search hast known

Thou, Lord, through every changing scene
Thou Refuge of my weary soul

Thou vain, intruding world, depart

Thou, who sitt'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 nature's ever varying scene.
Thus far the Lord has led me on

Thus saith the first, the great command
Thus saith the high and lofty One.
Thy hand unseen sustains the poles
Thy presence, everlasting God

"Thy will be done!" In devious way

Thy will be done! I will not fear
Time, time, how few thy value weigh
"T is by the faith of joys to come
""T is finished!" so the Saviour cried

'Tis gone, that bright and orbèd blaze

"T is my happiness below

To God, the mighty Lord

To God, the only wise

To heaven I lift my waiting eyes
To-morrow, Lord, is thine

To thee, my God, my days are known

To the haven of thy breast

'T was by an order from the Lord

Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb
Up to the fields where angels lie
Up to the hills I lift mine eyes
Upward I lift mine eyes .