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HYMNS

FOR THE

HOSPITAL CHAPEL,

WORCESTER.

SELECTED

From the Books in common use in the Churches in
New England.

WORCESTER:

MIRICK AND BARTLETT-PRINTERS.

1837.

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AGAIN our weekly labours end
All-hail the power of Jesus' name
Almighty Maker of my frame
Altho' the vine its fruit deny
Awake my soul and with the sun
Awake ye saints and raise your eyes
Away my unbelieving fear

BEFORE Jehovah's awful throne
Behold the lofty sky

Blest are the sons of peace

Blest be the tie that binds
Behold the morning sun

Blessed Lord we hail thy mission

Blest is the man whose bowels move
Bright was the guiding star that led
Brother thou art gone before us
CALLED by the Sabbath bells away
Calm on the listening ear of night
Come Holy Spirit heavenly dove
Come gracious Spirit heavenly dove
Come sound his praise abroad
EARLY my God without delay
Eternal source of every joy

FATHER of mercies God of love
Firm and unmoved are they
Frequent the day of God returns
From Greenland's iey mountains
GIVE thanks to God most high
Glorious things of thee are spoken
Grace 'tis a charming sound
Great father of mankind

Great God attend while Zion sings

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Great God we ask thy presence now
Great is the Lord our God

Guide me O thou great Jehovah

HAIL all hail the joyful morn

Hark the glad sound the Saviour comes
How beauteous are their feet

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How did my heart rejoice to hear

How pleasant how divinely fair

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How pleased and blessed was I
How precious is the book divine
How vain are all things here below
IF solid happiness we prize
I'll praise my Maker with my breath
Is there ambition in my heart
JEHOVAH reigns he dwells in light
Jehovah reigns his throne is high
Jesus and can it ever be
Jesus lover of my soul

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