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Hark! ten thousand harps and voices..

Hark! the glad sound, the Saviour comes.

Hark! the herald angels sing.

Hark! the song of jubilee....

Hark! the sounds of joy and gladness..

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Hark! the voice of love and mercy

Hark! those happy voices saying.
Hark! what celestial sounds

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Health of the weak, to make them strong..

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Hearts of stone, relent, relent...

Hear what the voice of Heaven proclaims..
Heaven is the land where troubles cease.
He dies! the Friend of sinners dies....
He knelt, the Saviour knelt and prayed.
He lives, the great Redeemer lives....
Here at Thy cross, my dying Lord...
Here cares and angry passions cease..
He reigns, the Lord the Saviour reigns..
Here we meet to part again..

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How beauteous were the marks divine...
How beautiful the morning.

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How firm a foundation, ye saints of the..

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How high Thou art, our songs can own..

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How long sometimes a day appears..

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How lost was my condition....

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How oft, alas! this wretched heart.

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How pleasant, how divinely fair..
How pleased and blest was I...
How pleasing is Thy voice...
How precious is the book divine.
How rich Thy favors, God of grace.
How short and hasty is our life.
How sweet and awful is the place..
How sweet and heavenly is the sight...
How sweet, how calm this Sabbath morn.
How sweetly flowed the gospel sound...
How sweet the hour of closing day.
How sweet the melting lay...

How sweet the name of Jesus sounds..
How sweet to leave the world awhile.
How sweet to reflect on the joys that..
How swift the torrent rolls....
How tedious and tasteless the hours..
How vain are all things here below.
Hush, my dear, lie still and slumber..
Hush, the loud cannon's roar....

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I think when I read that sweet story of....

I thirst, but not as once I did...

It is the Lord enthroned in light..
I travel all the irksome night..
I want a heart to pray..

I was a wand'ring sheep.

I worship Thee, sweet will of God.
I would not live alway......

Jehovah reigns, He dwells in light...
Jehovah reigns, His throne is high..
Jerusalem! my glorious home...
Jesus, and didst thou condescend..
Jesus, and shall it ever be...

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Lift your glad voices, in triumph on high.

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