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Come, let us sing the song of songs

Lamb of God so pure and spotless

I have a Friend, whose faithful love

Jesus, Thy head, once crown’d with thorns

Jesus from the tomb has come

Jesus, my Savior! Thou art mine

Dear Lord, we thank Thee for this bread

How sweet the Name of Jesus sounds

Jesus is my King all-glorious

Lord Jesus, gladly do our lips express