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For a season called to part,
Farewell, dear friends, we soon must part,
Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand,

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Great God! in vain man's narrow yiew,
Go to dark Gethsemane,
God of mercy, God of love,
God's perfect law converts the soul,
Give as God hath given thee,
Go to thy brother, now feeble and low,
God is a spirit, just and wise,
Great Source of life and light,
Give to our God immortal praise,
Great is the Lord! our souls adore,
God shall be all in all,
God of our fathers, 'tis thy hand,
Glory to God, and peace to men,
Gently, Lord, O gently lead us,

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How perfect is thy word,
Holy, holy, holy Lord,
Hark! what mean those holy voices,
Hark! the glad sound, the Savior comes,
How beauteous were the marks divine,
How happy is he born or taught,
Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews,
Happy the man, whose caatious steps,
Happy the meek, whose gentle breast,
How beauteous are their feet,
Happy the man whose hopes divine,
Hosannas, Lord, to thee we sing,
Hark, hark, the sweet music that sounds,
Hark, the voice of choral song,
Hark! a voice from heaven proclaiming,
Hark! hark! the clank of fetters,

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Hear ye not the voice of anguish,
How brightly they lie, on the ocean's deep surge,
How long shall Afric's sons,
How glad was the anthem the bright angels sung,
How pleasing, Lord, to see,
How pleasant 't is to see,
Holy and bright, in truth and light,
Hush the loud cannon's roar,
How long, O Lord, how long,
How gracious and how wise,
How blest the sacred tie that binds,
Ho, all ye that bloom in the morning of life,
Hail, sweetest, dearest tie that binds,
In all my vast concerns with thee,
If high or low our station be,
Is there ambition in my heart,
I hear a voice of woe,
I want a sober mind,
I want the spirit of power within,
I want a principle within,
I've thrown the bowl aside,
It is falling! it is falling,
In the Southern cane-brakes wailing,
I pity the slave-mother, care-worn and weary,
In sweet Southern vales,
I hate that drum's discordant sound,
In strong fraternal ties,
In the past, the age of iron,
I would not live alway,
Jesus shall reign where'er the Sun,
Jesus! exalted far on high,
Jesus, and can it ever be,
Jesus, the friend of sinners, calls,
Jesus! I love thy charming name,

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HYMN.
Joy, joy to the world, for the sword shall be broken, 223
Join us, in one spirit join,

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Lo, God is here! let us adore,
Lo, my Shepherd's hand divine,
Love divine, all love excelling,
Let every mortal ear attend,
Lord, thou hast won, at length I yield,
Lord, who's the happy man that may,
Lord, what offering shall we bring,
Let Pharisees of high esteem,
Let men of high conceit and zeal,
Lord, I believe a rest remains,
Lord, let the gospel tidings spread,
Lo, what a glorious sight appears,
Look not upon the sparkling wine,
Let Mammon hold, while Mammon can,
Lord, send thy word, and let it run,
Let warriors tremble, when they dare,
Lo! shameless on each vessel's deck,
Let selfishness no more,
Lord, subdue our selfish will,
Labor fearless, labor faithful,
Life is a span, a fleeting hour,
Lord, give me a place with the humblest of saints,
Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing,
Lord, now we part in thy blest name,
Lord, behold us now retiring,

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My soul shall praise thee, O, my God,
My God, permit my tongue,
My dear Redeemer, and my Lord,
Must I my faith in Jesus constant show,
My soul lies cleaving to the dust,
My God, my life, my love,

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My fleshly lusts I hate,
My God! permit me not to be,
My soul, praise the Lord,
My Maker and my King,
Mark the soft falling snow,
May every year but draw more near,
My soul, awake, stretch every nerve,
My soul, repeat his praise,
'Mid scenes of confusion and creature complaints,
May the grace of Christ o’erflowing,

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Now see the rebel raise his eyes,
No sound of deadly strife,
Non-Resistants, raise the standard,
No warlike sounds awoke the night,
No war nor battle's sound,
Night spread her starless robe around,
Not individual souls alone,
Not with the flashing steel,
No field of victory won,
Naked as from the earth we came,

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prayer

I have—all prayers in one,
O God, our strength, to thee the song,
0, could I come to thee, my God,
0, that the Lord would guide my ways,
O thou, who hast at thy command,
One there is above all others,
0, what amazing words of grace,
O thou, whose tender mercy hears,
O God of grace, we come to thee,
0, blessed souls are they,
Ocease, my wandering soul,
0, what a lovely thing to see,
O God, our Father and our King,

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·0, that the Lord would guide my ways,
O Lord, our scanty faith we mourn,
0, for a closer walk with God,
O cease, my’wandering soul,
O Lord, our hearenly King,
0, for a shout of sacred joy,
0, praise ye the Lord,
O’er the gloomy hills of darkness,
O Lord, our God, arise,
O’er mountain tops the mount of God,
Oh! shun the bowl, when rich delight,
0, treat the drunkard kindly,
Oppression shall not always reign,
0, deep was the anguish of the slave-mother's heart,
0, weep, ye friends of freedom, weep,
O Lord, whose forming hand one blood,
Onward, though the world's impeding,
0,

, may the day, the blissful day,
0, thou blest Comforter! pure Spirit, hear,
0, list to His words, they are treasures of love,
Onward, through the mists of error,
0, weary not, 0, weary not,
0, resignation, heavenly power,
0, Love divine, how sweet thou art,
Once more, O Lord, let grateful praise,

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Praise, O, praise the name divine,
Praise for the glorious light,
Pillows wet with tears of anguish,
Peace! the welcome sound, proclaim,
Poor victims of war that by millions have perished,
Peace was the song the angels sung,
Peace! peace! thou raging sea,
Peace be to this congregation,
Pilgrims, with pleasure let us part,

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