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| A few more days on earth to spend | William Walker |
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| A story most lovely I'll tell | William Walker |
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| And if you meet with troubles | William Walker |
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| And let this feeble body fail | William Walker |
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| Come and taste, along with me | William Walker |
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| Come, little children, now we may | William Walker |
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| Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched | William Walker |
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| Dark and thorny is the desert | William Walker |
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| High o'er the hills the mountains rise | William Walker |
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| How lost was my condition | William Walker |
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| I am a great complainer, that bears the name of Christ | William Walker |
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| I came to the place where the lone pilgrim lay | William Walker |
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| I sing a song which doth belong | William Walker |
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| I've listed in the holy war | William Walker |
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| In evil long I took delight | William Walker |
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| Jesus my all to heav'n is gone | William Walker |
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| Jesus, my all, to heav'n is gone | William Walker |
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| Lift up your heads, Immanuel's friends | William Walker |
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| My Christian friends, in bonds of love | William Walker |
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| O tell me no more of this world's vain store | William Walker |
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| O when shall I see Jesus (2) | William Walker |
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| O, how happy are they | William Walker |
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| On Jordan's stormy banks I stand | William Walker |
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| See how the wicked kingdom | William Walker |
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| Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive | William Walker |
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| Soldiers of the cross, arise | William Walker |
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| The time is soon coming | William Walker |
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| The time is swiftly rolling on | William Walker |
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| The watchmen blow the trumpet round | William Walker |
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| To leave my dear friends, and with neighbors to part | William Walker |
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| We have our trials here below | William Walker |
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| When I can read my title clear | William Walker |
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| When shall we all meet again | William Walker |
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| Ye nations all, on you I call | William Walker |
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| Yes, my native land, I love thee | William Walker |
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