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3 | Sweet psalms and hymns and songs | | | | | | | |
4a | Great God, thy wisdom, power, and grace | | | | | | | |
4b | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
4c | God, in the gospel of his [the] Son | | | | | | | |
5a | Father of all, since thou art near | | | | | | | |
5b | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
5c | I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
6 | Ancient church of Christ upraising | | | | | | | |
7a | The Lord to Peter gave | | | | | | | |
7b | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
7c | Did Christ o'er sinners weep | | | | | | | |
8a | The graces of the Christian life | | | | | | | |
8b | How sweet, how [and] heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
8c | Return, O wanderer, return [Return, return, now wanderer] | | | | | | | |
9 | My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
10 | Preaching Jesus on the way | | | | | | | |
11 | 'Tis a funeral song we sing | | | | | | | |
12a | At midnight's holy hour the saints | | | | | | | |
12b | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
13 | As we wend our way to Canaan | | | | | | | |
14 | On the cross see the Savior suspended | | | | | | | |
15 | Along the tranquil path | | | | | | | |
16 | Love divine, we see and wonder | | | | | | | |
17 | Hope on golden pinion brings us | | | | | | | |
18 | Children of the living one | | | | | | | |
19 | When first I started on the way | | | | | | | |
21 | Come sinners come today | | | | | | | |
22 | My Jesus died for me, Such love | | | | | | | |
23 | At the grave of Lazarus, Jesus wept | | | | | | | |
24 | There's a beautiful isle in the ocean of time | | | | | | | |
25 | My gracious Redeemer I [I'll] love | | | | | | | |
26 | In seasons of grief to my God I'll repair | | | | | | | |
27 | Though the path be dark and cold | | | | | | | |
28a | While I hear life's surging billows | | | | | | | |
28b | What care I for fame's opinoin | | | | | | | |
29a | A voice from Macedonia | | | | | | | |
29b | O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above | | | | | | | |
30a | The Savior shed his precious blood | | | | | | | |
30b | Almost a Christian, said the king | | | | | | | |
31a | Do not say, tomorrow I'll obey | | | | | | | |
31b | I will be a Christian | | | | | | | |
32 | All the weary and ladened with sorrow | | | | | | | |
33 | The sinners of Berea | | | | | | | |
34a | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
34b | In the Christian's home in [of] glory | | | | | | | |
34c | My Christian friends, in bonds of love | | | | | | | |
34d | A few more years shall roll | | | | | | | |
35 | Obedience from the heart | | | | | | | |
36 | The sorrowing bishops around were gathered | | | | | | | |
37 | I lay at night upon the ground | | | | | | | |
38 | Father, hear me while I'm praying | | | | | | | |
39 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
40a | O my Lord, thou art tender | | | | | | | |
40b | Death's river is weeping | | | | | | | |
41a | I'll tell you a story of Jesus our King | | | | | | | |
41b | My rest [home] is in heaven [Eden], my rest [home] is not here | | | | | | | |
42 | Martyred Stephen say the Master | | | | | | | |
43a | When first I started on the road | | | | | | | |
43b | Time speeds away, away, away | | | | | | | |
44a | Just as I am--without one plea | | | | | | | |
44b | In all my Lord's appointed ways | | | | | | | |
44c | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
44d | Death cannot make our souls afraid, If God be with us there | | | | | | | |
45 | Hear the words of Jesus spoken | | | | | | | |
46 | Take me by the hand, my Father | | | | | | | |
47a | Jerusalem, my happy home, O how I long for thee | | | | | | | |
47b | There is a land, a happy land, Where tears are wiped away | | | | | | | |
48 | Hark, the Savior now is calling | | | | | | | |
49a | Through his name, the prophets all | | | | | | | |
49b | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
49c | 'Tis religion that can give sweetest pleasures | | | | | | | |
50 | A fisher was out on the lake | | | | | | | |
52 | In the presence of our God we meet again | | | | | | | |
53 | We're bound for the land of the pure and the holy | | | | | | | |
54 | O hasten thou bright morning | | | | | | | |
55a | O thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
55b | Dropping down the troubled river | | | | | | | |
55c | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
56 | When earth from chaos into order came | | | | | | | |
57 | Sweetest thoughts of jesus | | | | | | | |
58 | I ask not earthly treasure | | | | | | | |
59a | You may sing of the beauty [beauties] of mountain and dale | | | | | | | |
59b | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
60 | There's a path that leads up to the bright throne | | | | | | | |
61a | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
61b | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
62 | Ho, my comrades, see the signal waving | | | | | | | |
63a | 'Tis not by works of Moses' law | | | | | | | |
63b | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
63c | Since I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
64a | Just across the silver sea | | | | | | | |
64b | We have heard of a land far away | | | | | | | |
65 | Though costly, beautiful, and grand | | | | | | | |
66 | I am so glad that our [my] Father [Savior] in heaven | | | | | | | |
67a | All things shall work for good, To those who love the Lord | | | | | | | |
67b | A sweetly solemn thought | | | | | | | |
67c | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
68a | All truth is one, the same | | | | | | | |
68b | Thy kingdom, gracious Lord, shall never pass away | | | | | | | |
68c | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |