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Come, my soul, thy suit prepare

Hymnal: SHVA1816 #XXII (1816) Languages: English
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Come, Saviour Jesus, from above!

Hymnal: SHVA1816 #XXIII (1816) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Come, Saviour Jesus, from above! Assist me with thy heav'nly grace; Empty my heart of earthly love, And for thyself prepare the place. 2 O let thy sacred presence fill, And set my longing spirit free! Which pants to have not other will, But night and day to feast on thee. 3 While in this region here below, No other good will I pursue: I'll bid this world of noise and show, With all its glitt'ring snares adieu. 4 That path with humble speed I'll seek, In which my Saviour's footsteps shine; Now will I hear, nor will I speak, Of any other love but thine. 5 Henceforth may no profane delight Divide this consecrated soul: Possess it thou who hast the right, As Lord and master of the whole. 6 Nothing on earth do I desire, But thy pure love within my breast; This only this, will I require, And freely give up all the rest. Languages: English
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Come, sound his praise abroad

Hymnal: SHVA1816 #XXIV (1816) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Languages: English
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Dismiss us from the house of pray'r

Hymnal: SHVA1816 #XXV (1816) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Dismiss us from the house of pray'r, With blessings, such as mortals need: And make our souls thy constant care, Till we from evil shall be freed. 2 And if we never meet again Till we our Lord appearing see, O may we all with Jesus reign, And always with out Saviour be. Languages: English
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Earth has engross'd my love too long

Hymnal: SHVA1816 #XXVI (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Earth has engross'd my love too long; 'Tis time I lift mine eyes Upward, dear Father, to thy throne, And to my native skies. 2 There the blest Man my Saviour sits; The God! how bright he shines! And scatters infinite delights On all the happy minds. 3 Seraphs with elevated strains, Circle the throne around: And move and charm the starry plains, With an immortal sound. 4 Jesus, the Lord, their harps employs; Jesus, my love, they sing; Jesus, the life of both our joys, Sounds sweet from every string. 5 [Hark, how beyond the narrow bounds Of time and space they run; And echo in majestic sounds The Godhead of the Son! 6 And now they sink the lofty tune, And gentler notes they play; And bring the Father's equal down To dwell in humble clay. 7 O sacred beauties of the Man! (The God resides within:) His flesh all pure without a stain; His soul without a sin: 9 But, when to Calvary they turn, Silent their harps abide: Suspended songs, a moment, mourn The God that lov'd and died. 10 Now let me mount and join their song, And be an angel too; My heart, my hand, my ear, my tongue, Here's joyful work for you. 11 I would begin the music here, And so my soul would rise: O for some heavenly notes to bear My passions to the skies! 12 There ye that love my Saviour sit: There I would fain have place, Among your thrones, or at your feet, So I might see his face. Languages: English
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Faith is the brightest evidence

Hymnal: SHVA1816 #XXVII (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Scripture: Hebrews 11:1-10 Languages: English
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Far as thy name is known

Hymnal: SHVA1816 #XXVIII (1816) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Languages: English
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Far from my thoughts vain world begone

Hymnal: SHVA1816 #XXIX (1816) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Languages: English
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Father, is not thy promise pledg'd

Hymnal: SHVA1816 #XXX (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Father, is not thy promise pledg'd To thine exalted Son, That through the nations of the earth, Thy word of life shall run? 2 "Ask, and I give the heathen lands "For thine inheritance, "And to the earth's remotest bounds "Thine empire shall advance." 3 Hast thou not said the blinded Jews Shall their Redeemer own; While Gentiles to his standard crowd, And bow before his throne? 4 [when shall th' untutor'd Indian tribes, That dark bewilder'd race, Sit down at your Immanuel's feet, And learn and feel his grace? 5 Are not all kingdoms, tribes and tongues Under th' expanse of heav'n, To the dominion of thy Son Without exception giv'n? 6 From east to west, from north to south, Then be his name ador'd! Europe with all thy millions, shout Hosanna's to the Lord. 7 Asia and Africa resound, From shore to shore his fame; And thou America in songs, Redeeming love proclaim. Languages: English
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Father of mercies, in thy word

Hymnal: SHVA1816 #XXXI (1816) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Father of mercies, in thy word What endless glory shines! For ever be Thy Name ador'd For these celestial lines. 2 Here, may the wretched sons of want Exhaustless riches find; Riches, above what earth can grant, And lasting as the mind. 3 Here the fair tree of knowledge grows And yields a free repast, Sublimer sweets that nature knows Invite the longing taste. 4 Here, the Redeemer's welcome voice Spreads heavenly peace around; And life, and everlasting joys Attend the blissful sound. 5 O may these heavenly pages be My ever dear delight; And still new beauties may I see, And still increasing light! 6 Divine instructor, gracious Lord, Be Thou for ever near; Teach me to love thy sacred word, And view my Saviour there. Languages: English

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