Text: | From Greenland's icy mountains |
Author: | Heber |
Text: | I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger |
Text: | Glory to thee, my God, this night |
Author: | Kenn |
Text: | With joy we meditate the grace |
Author: | Watts |
Text: | Alas! and did my Saviour bleed |
Author: | Watts |
Text: | Come, Thou fount of every blessing |