Text: | When we, our weary limbs to rest |
Text: | To honor those who gave us birth |
Author: | Noel |
Text: | Lord, when Thine ancient people cried |
Author: | Seward |
Text: | Buried in shadows of the night |
Author: | Watts |
Text: | Here at Thy cross, my dying God |
Author: | Watts |
Text: | Lord, how secure and blessed are they |
Author: | Watts |