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Fairest Lord Jesus

Through the Night of Doubt and Sorrow

My Country, ’Tis of Thee

Come Down, O Love Divine!

’Tis So Sweet to Trust in Jesus

A Mighty Fortress Is Our God

Make Me a Captive, Lord

Go Tell It on the Mountain!

Lo, How A Rose E’er Blooming

Of the Father’s Love Begotten

When the Mists Have Rolled in Splendor

With Steady Pace, the Pilgrim Moves

Tis Better on Before

In the Hollow of His Hand