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d1 | A host of spirits round the throne | | | | | | | |
d2 | Again, from calm and sweet repose, I rise to hail | | | | | | | |
d3 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d4 | All powerful, self existent God, Who all creation | | | | | | | |
d5 | Almighty God, when round thy shrine | | | | | | | |
d6 | Amid [Admidst] thy wrath remember love | | | | | | | |
d7 | And must this body die | | | | | | | |
d8 | Another fleeting day is gone | | | | | | | |
d9 | Arise, and bless the Lord | | | | | | | |
d10 | Arise, arise, arise, arise, O Lord, unto thy rest | | | | | | | |
d11 | Arise, in all thy splendor, Lord | | | | | | | |
d12 | As o'er the past my memory strays | | | | | | | |
d13 | As vernal flowers that scent the morn | | | | | | | |
d14 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
d15 | At length the wished for spring has come | | | | | | | |
d16 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | | | |
d17 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d18 | Awake my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
d19 | Awake, my soul, to shout his praise | | | | | | | |
d20 | Away from the revel | | | | | | | |
d21 | Be joyful in God, all ye lands | | | | | | | |
d22 | Be thou, O God, exalted high | | | | | | | |
d23 | Bear ye breezes gently breathing | | | | | | | |
d24 | Begin my tongue some heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
d25 | Begin the high, celestial strain My raptured [ravished] soul | | | | | | | |
d26 | Behold the mountain of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d27 | Behold the Savior on the cross, a spectacle of woe | | | | | | | |
d28 | Behold the throne of grace | | | | | | | |
d29 | Being of beings, God of love | | | | | | | |
d30 | Beneath our feet and o'er our head | | | | | | | |
d31 | Beyond, beyond the [that] boundless sea | | | | | | | |
d32 | Brightest and best of the sons [stars] of the morning | | | | | | | |
d33 | Broad is the road [stream] that leads to death [wrath] | | | | | | | |
d34 | Brother, thou art gone to rest | | | | | | | |
d35 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
d36 | Come, blessed Spirit, source of [heavenly] light | | | | | | | |
d37 | Come, Holy Spirit, come; Let thy bright beams divine | | | | | | | |
d38 | Come in, thou [ye] blessed of the Lord [our God] | | | | | | | |
d39 | Come, let our voices join in one glad [joyful] song [songs] of praise | | | | | | | |
d40 | Come, let us anew our journey pursue, Roll round | | | | | | | |
d41 | Come, let us ascend [attend], my companion and friend | | | | | | | |
d42 | Come, let us join our friends above, who [that] have obtained the prize | | | | | | | |
d43 | Come, O my [our] soul [souls], in sacred [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d44 | Come, O thou King of all thy saints | | | | | | | |
d45 | Come sound his praise [name] abroad, And hymns | | | | | | | |
d46 | Come to the house of prayer, O thou afflicted | | | | | | | |
d47 | Dark was the night, and cold the ground | | | | | | | |
d48 | Delightful is the task to sing | | | | | | | |
d49 | Down from his lofty throne on high | | | | | | | |
d50 | Down to the sacred wave | | | | | | | |
d51 | Exalt the Lord of God | | | | | | | |
d52 | Far from mortal cares retreating | | | | | | | |
d53 | Father in heaven, O hear us when we call | | | | | | | |
d54 | Father of mercies, in thy [your] word | | | | | | | |
d55 | Few are thy [the] days, and full of woe | | | | | | | |
d56 | Friend after friend departs | | | | | | | |
d57 | From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies | | | | | | | |
d58 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
d59 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d60 | From the cross uplifted high | | | | | | | |
d61 | Give thanks to God, give thanks to God | | | | | | | |
d62 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
d63 | Go messenger of peace and love | | | | | | | |
d64 | God is a spirit, just and wise | | | | | | | |
d65 | God of the morning, at whose [thy] voice | | | | | | | |
d66 | Grace, 'tis a charming [cheering] [joyful] [pleasing] sound | | | | | | | |
d67 | Grant, we beseech thee, merciful Lord | | | | | | | |
d68 | Great God, let all my tuneful powers | | | | | | | |
d69 | Great God, with wonder and with praise | | | | | | | |
d70 | Great is the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
d71 | Great is the Lord, what tongue can frame [tell] | | | | | | | |
d72 | Great Shepherd of thy people, hear | | | | | | | |
d73 | Great Source of life, our souls confess | | | | | | | |
d74 | Hail, great Creator, wise and good | | | | | | | |
d75 | Hail, happy day of sacred rest | | | | | | | |
d76 | Hail, mighty Jesus, how divine | | | | | | | |
d77 | Hark, from the tomb [tombs] a doleful [warning] [mournful] sound | | | | | | | |
d78 | Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King | | | | | | | |
d79 | Hark, the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
d80 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
d81 | Hark, what celestial sounds | | | | | | | |
d82 | Hark, what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
d83 | He is gone from our number | | | | | | | |
d84 | Head of thy [the] church triumphant | | | | | | | |
d85 | Hearken to the solemn voice | | | | | | | |
d86 | High as the heavens are raised | | | | | | | |
d87 | High in the heavens, eternal God | | | | | | | |
d88 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
d89 | How glorious, Lord, art thou | | | | | | | |
d90 | How pleasant, how [and] divinely fair | | | | | | | |
d91 | How sweet [sweetly] upon this sacred day | | | | | | | |
d92 | How sweet the hour of closing day | | | | | | | |
d93 | How sweet the melting lay | | | | | | | |
d94 | How swift, alas, the moments fly | | | | | | | |
d95 | How tender is thy hand | | | | | | | |
d96 | I languish for a sight of him who reigns on high | | | | | | | |
d97 | I will rise, I will rise and go to my Father | | | | | | | |
d98 | I'll praise my Maker with my [while I've] [whilst I've] breath | | | | | | | |
d99 | Imposture shrinks from light | | | | | | | |
d100 | In time of fear, when trouble's near | | | | | | | |