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TABLE OF FIRST LINES
let our cheerful eyes survey
Now let our souls, on wings sublime
Now let the Father and the Son
Now let us raise our cheerful strains
Now may he who from the dead
'Now may the Spirit’s holy fire .
Now raise a shout of sacred joy
Now raise a solemn cheerful strain .
Now shall my inward joys arise
Now to the great and sacred Three .
Now to the Lord, a noble song!
Now to the Lord, that makes us know
Now to the pow’r of God supreme .
I (Jobless the Lord, my soul
| O’er the gloomy hills of darkness .
O for a closer walk with God .
O for an overcoming faith
O for a sweet, inspiring ray
O for a thousand tongues, to sing
Oft have I turn’d my eye within
O happy they who know the Lord .
O Lord, I would delight in thee
O Lord, my best desire fulfil
O Lord, our God, arise .
O Lord, though bitter is the cup
O may the pow’r that melts the rock
One family, we dwell in him .
Once more, before we part
Once more, my soul, the rising day .
O Saviour, thou thy mysteries
O that the Lord would guide my ways
O that thy statutes ev’ry hour .
O that to rapture’s boundless strains