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1 | Not now on Zion's height alone | | | | | | | |
2 | All men are equal in their birth | | | | | | | |
3 | Hush the loud cannon's roar | | | | | | | |
4 | O, let thy peace, dear Lord, that tames | | | | | | | |
5 | There is a stream, whose gentle flow | | | | | | | |
6 | What glory gilds the sacred page | | | | | | | |
7 | Before Jehovah's awful throne | | | | | | | |
8 | Hark! the glad sound; the Saviour comes | | | | | | | |
9 | Wake, every soul, and hail the morn | | | | | | | |
10 | To us a Child of hope is born | | | | | | | |
11 | We come with joyful song | | | | | | | |
12 | Behold the Prince of Peace | | | | | | | |
13 | Hark! 'tis the prophet of the skies | | | | | | | |
14 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
15 | Exert thy power, thy rights maintain | | | | | | | |
16 | Lord, send thy word, and let it fly | | | | | | | |
17 | The beams that shine from Zion's hill | | | | | | | |
18 | Check, at their fountain head | | | | | | | |
19 | Great Teacher, sent from God | | | | | | | |
20 | Jesus his empire shall extend | | | | | | | |
21 | Great God, the nations of the earth | | | | | | | |
22 | Hail to the Lord's anointed | | | | | | | |
23 | Hasten, Lord! the glorious time | | | | | | | |
24 | Through humanity's broad heavens | | | | | | | |
25 | Bright was the guiding star that led | | | | | | | |
26 | O'er the blue depths of Galilee | | | | | | | |
27 | Most gracious to fulfill thy word | | | | | | | |
28 | Watchman! tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
29 | Hour beauteous are their feet | | | | | | | |
30 | Upon the gospel's sacred page | | | | | | | |
31 | And is the Gospel peace and love? | | | | | | | |
32 | Happy is he who fears the Lord | | | | | | | |
33 | Father of mercies! send thy grace | | | | | | | |
34 | Who is thy neighbor? he whom thou | | | | | | | |
35 | Firm, as is the living rock | | | | | | | |
36 | Let warriors tremble, when they dare | | | | | | | |
37 | O God, by whom the seed is given | | | | | | | |
38 | See, from Zion's sacred mountain | | | | | | | |
39 | In the cross of Christ I glory | | | | | | | |
40 | Not with the flashing steel | | | | | | | |
41 | When shall the voice of singing | | | | | | | |
42 | O Thou, at whose rebuke the grave | | | | | | | |
43 | Are they the brave who madly rush | | | | | | | |
44 | The land our fathers left to us | | | | | | | |
45 | The hour is hastening on apace | | | | | | | |
46 | O, thou, whose presence went before | | | | | | | |
47 | Our country's starry flag | | | | | | | |
48 | This dark world, though full of warring | | | | | | | |
49 | With hearts that are bounding, and footsteps light | | | | | | | |
50 | Peace like a river flows | | | | | | | |
51 | Blessed be God! there's a banner unfurled | | | | | | | |
52 | Love! scatter round thy glories wide | | | | | | | |
53 | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
54 | No war nor battle's sound | | | | | | | |
55 | No sound of deadly strife | | | | | | | |
56 | In the hour of deepest sorrow | | | | | | | |
57 | How sweetly music floats along | | | | | | | |
58 | Oh land of my fathers! | | | | | | | |
59 | O cheer ye each other with words | | | | | | | |
60 | Peace at last hath raised her banner | | | | | | | |
61 | Within his ever peaceful breast | | | | | | | |
62 | Bring laurel for the Victor's brow | | | | | | | |
63 | Strike, for Freedom's glorious banner | | | | | | | |
64 | Our God is love, and all his saints | | | | | | | |
65 | "Peace" was the song the angels sang | | | | | | | |
66 | Awake the song of pease | | | | | | | |
67 | Waft not to me the blast of fame | | | | | | | |