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d1 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
d2 | A few more days on earth to spend | | | | | | | |
d3 | A few more years shall roll | | | | | | | |
d4 | A little maiden to our door | | | | | | | |
d5 | According to Thy gracious word, In meek humility | | | | | | | |
d6 | Afflictions, though they seem severe | | | | | | | |
d7 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d8 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d9 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d10 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d11 | Amid the splendors of thy state | | | | | | | |
d12 | And am I born to die | | | | | | | |
d13 | And are we yet alive | | | | | | | |
d14 | And can I yet delay | | | | | | | |
d15 | And let this feeble body fail | | | | | | | |
d16 | And must this body die | | | | | | | |
d17 | And will the Judge descend [ascend] | | | | | | | |
d18 | Approach, my soul, the mercy seat | | | | | | | |
d19 | Are you washed in Jesus' blood? | | | | | | | |
d20 | Arise, my soul, arise, shake off | | | | | | | |
d21 | Around the throne of God in heaven, thousands | | | | | | | |
d22 | As on the cross the Savior hung | | | | | | | |
d23 | Attend, young friends, while [whilst] I relate | | | | | | | |
d24 | Awake, Jerusalem, awake | | | | | | | |
d25 | Baptized into our [your] Savior's death | | | | | | | |
d26 | Behold the throne of grace | | | | | | | |
d27 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d28 | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
d29 | Bold soldiers all, on you I call | | | | | | | |
d30 | Book of grace, and book of glory | | | | | | | |
d31 | Brethren, we have met to worship, and adore the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
d32 | Brightest and best of the sons [stars] of the morning | | | | | | | |
d33 | Broad is the road [stream] that leads to death [wrath] | | | | | | | |
d34 | Christians, if your [our] hearts be [are] warm | | | | | | | |
d35 | Come children, join to [and] sing | | | | | | | |
d36 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove | | | | | | | |
d37 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
d38 | Come, let our souls adore the Lord, Whose judgments yet delay | | | | | | | |
d39 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
d40 | Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart, Inspire each lifeless tongue | | | | | | | |
d41 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
d42 | Come, O thou traveller unknown | | | | | | | |
d43 | Come on, my fellow pilgrims, come | | | | | | | |
d44 | Come on, my partners in distress | | | | | | | |
d45 | Come, saints, adore your Savior, God | | | | | | | |
d46 | Come sinner to the gospel feast | | | | | | | |
d47 | Come sound his praise [name] abroad, And hymns | | | | | | | |
d48 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
d49 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d50 | Come to Jesus, come to Jesus, Come to Jesus just now | | | | | | | |
d51 | Come, ye that fear [love] the Lord, and listen while I tell | | | | | | | |
d52 | Come, ye that [who] know and fear the Lord | | | | | | | |
d53 | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
d54 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
d55 | Come, ye [you] that [who] know the Lord indeed | | | | | | | |
d56 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d57 | Dark and thorny [stormy] is the desert | | | | | | | |
d58 | Dear people all, attention give | | | | | | | |
d59 | Death may dissolve my body now, And bear my spirit home | | | | | | | |
d60 | Depth of mercy, can there be, Mercy still reserved for me? | | | | | | | |
d61 | Dismiss us with Thy blessing, Lord, Help | | | | | | | |
d62 | Down to the sacred wave | | | | | | | |
d63 | Draw nigh to us, Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d64 | Drooping souls no longer grieve, Heaven | | | | | | | |
d65 | Eternal God, now smile on those | | | | | | | |
d66 | Eternity is just at hand | | | | | | | |
d67 | Fain would I raise my morning song | | | | | | | |
d68 | Faith is a very simple thing | | | | | | | |
d69 | Far from affliction, toil and care | | | | | | | |
d70 | Farewell, brother, deep and lowly | | | | | | | |
d71 | Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand | | | | | | | |
d72 | Farewell, ye pilgrims bound for Canaan | | | | | | | |
d73 | Father, I stretch my hand [hands] to thee | | | | | | | |
d74 | Father, in whom we live, In whom we are and move | | | | | | | |
d75 | Father, to thee our souls we lift | | | | | | | |
d76 | From all that's mortal, all that's vain | | | | | | | |
d77 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d78 | From whence doth [does] this [the] union arise | | | | | | | |
d79 | Glory to thee, my [our] God [O Lord], this night [day] | | | | | | | |
d80 | Go and the Savior's grace proclaim | | | | | | | |
d81 | Go preach my gospel, saith the [my] Lord | | | | | | | |
d82 | Go teach the [all] nations and baptize | | | | | | | |
d83 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
d84 | God of heaven, to sinners loving | | | | | | | |
d85 | Great God, I own thy sentence just | | | | | | | |
d86 | Hail the day that saw him rise | | | | | | | |
d87 | Happy, Savior, would [shall] [should] I [we] be | | | | | | | |
d88 | Hark, from the tomb [tombs] a doleful [warning] [mournful] sound | | | | | | | |
d89 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
d90 | Hark, ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
d91 | Hark, what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
d92 | Haste [Hasten], [O] sinner [sinners] [now] to be wise | | | | | | | |
d93 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
d94 | Hear the royal proclamation, the glad tidings | | | | | | | |
d95 | Here at thy table, Lord, we meet to feed | | | | | | | |
d96 | Holy and reverend is the name | | | | | | | |
d97 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
d98 | How did my heart rejoice to hear | | | | | | | |
d99 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d100 | How great, how solemn is the work | | | | | | | |