Text: | 'Tis finished; the conflict is past |
Text: | We speak of the realms of the blessed |
Text: | How sweetly, along the gay mead |
Text: | This God is the God we adore |
Author: | Hart |
Text: | How tedious and tasteless the hours |
Author: | Newton |
Text: | To Jesus, the crown of my hope |
Author: | Cowper |