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CCI | Now Lord, tho' we must part awhile | | | | | | | |
CCII | Now may the Spirit's holy Fire | | | | | | | |
CCIII | Oft have I sat in secret Sighs | | | | | | | |
CCIV | Oh, For a Glance of heav'nly Day | | | | | | | |
CCV | Oh, that I had a Bosom Friend | | | | | | | |
CCVI | Once a Woman silent stood | | | | | | | |
CCVII | Once more before we part | | | | | | | |
CCVIII | Once more my Soul, the rising Day | | | | | | | |
CCIX | Once more the constant Sun, revolving round his Sphere | | | | | | | |
CCX | Once more we come before our God | | | | | | | |
CCXI | On thee, O God of Purity | | | | | | | |
CCXII | Out of the Depths of long Distress | | | | | | | |
CCXIII | O Come let us join | | | | | | | |
CCXIV | O Come, thou wounded Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
CCXV | O for an Heart to love my God! | | | | | | | |
CCXVI | O for an over-coming Faith | | | | | | | |
CCXVII | O for a sweet, inspiring Ray | | | | | | | |
CCXVIII | O for a Thousand Tongues to sing | | | | | | | |
CCXIX | Our God, our Help in Ages past | | | | | | | |
CCXX | Oh Jesu, our Lord | | | | | | | |
CCXXI | O Lamb of God, our Saviour! | | | | | | | |
CCXXII | O Lord, thou know'st my Soul's Desires | | | | | | | |
CCXXIII | O Lord! to whom for Help I call | | | | | | | |
CCXXIV | O my Lord, what must I do? | | | | | | | |
CCXXV | O praise the Lord of Heav'n | | | | | | | |
CCXXVI | O that the Lord would guide my Ways | | | | | | | |
CCXXVII | O that I knew the secret Place | | | | | | | |
CCXXVIII | O tell me no more | | | | | | | |
CCXXIX | O That my Soul were now as fair | | | | | | | |
CCXXX | O Thou, whose tender Mercy hears | | | | | | | |
CCXXXI | O 'tis a lovely Thing to see | | | | | | | |
CCXXXII | Oh! what a wretched Land is this | | | | | | | |
CCXXXIII | O what shall I do to retrieve | | | | | | | |
CCXXXIV | Peace, 'tis the Lord Jehovah's Hand | | | | | | | |
CCXXXV | Plung'd in a Gulf of dark Despair | | | | | | | |
CCXXXVI | Poor Esau repented too late | | | | | | | |
CCXXXVII | Praise to the Lord of boundless Might | | | | | | | |
CCXXXVIII | Pray'r was appointed to convey | | | | | | | |
CCXXXIX | Precious Bible, what a Treasure | | | | | | | |
CCXL | Redeemed ones the Heirs of God | | | | | | | |
CCXLI | Rejoice evermore | | | | | | | |
CCXLII | Rejoice, the Lord is King | | | | | | | |
CCXLIII | Religion is the chief Concern | | | | | | | |
CCXLIV | Remember, Lord, our mortal State | | | | | | | |
CCXLV | Repent, ye Sons of Men, repent | | | | | | | |
CCXLVI | Rise, my Soul, and stretch thy Wings | | | | | | | |
CCXLVII | Rise, Zion, shine, thy Light is come | | | | | | | |
CCXLVIII | Rock of Ages, shelter me | | | | | | | |
CCXLIX | Salvation, oh, the joyful Sound | | | | | | | |
CCL | Saviour, I do feel thy Merit | | | | | | | |
CCLI | Saviour of Men, we bless thy Name | | | | | | | |
CCLII | Saw ye not the Cloud arise | | | | | | | |
CCLIII | See, gracious Lord, with pitying Eyes | | | | | | | |
CCLIV | See how rude Winter's Icy Hand | | | | | | | |
CCLV | See where the great incarnate God | | | | | | | |
CCLVI | Sinners, the Voice of God regard | | | | | | | |
CCLVII | Shall I for fear of feeble Man | | | | | | | |
CCLVIII | Shall the vile race of Flesh and Blood | | | | | | | |
CCLIX | Shall Wisdom cry aloud | | | | | | | |
CCLX | So did the Hebrew Prophet raise | | | | | | | |
CCLXI | So let our Lips and Lives express | | | | | | | |
CCLXII | Stand up, my Soul, shake off thy Fears | | | | | | | |
CCLXIII | Stay, thou insulted Spirit stay | | | | | | | |
CCLXIV | Still out of the deepest Abyss | | | | | | | |
CCLXV | Strait is the Way, the Door is strait | | | | | | | |
CCLXVI | Strange that so much of Heav'n and Hell | | | | | | | |
CCLXVII | Sweet is the Work, my God, my King | | | | | | | |
CCLXVIII | Teach me the Measure of my Days | | | | | | | |
CCLXIX | That awful Day will surely come | | | | | | | |
CCLXX | That Man no Guard or Weapon needs | | | | | | | |
CCLXXI | The Deluge, at th' Almighty's Call | | | | | | | |
CCLXXII | The Fountain of Christ | | | | | | | |
CCLXXIII | The God Jehovah reigns | | | | | | | |
CCLXXIV | The holy Eunuch, when baptiz'd | | | | | | | |
CCLXXV | "'Tis finish'd," the Redeemer said | | | | | | | |
CCLXXVI | The Lord that made both Heav'n and Earth | | | | | | | |
CCLXXVII | The Lord, the Judge, before his Throne | | | | | | | |
CCLXXVIII | The Majesty of Solomon! | | | | | | | |
CCLXXIX | The Mem'ry of our dying Lord | | | | | | | |
CCLXXX | The Sinner that by precious Faith | | | | | | | |
CCLXXXI | The Souls that would to Jesus press | | | | | | | |
CCLXXXII | The one thing needful, that good Part | | | | | | | |
CCLXXXIII | The Saints appear to tread the Courts | | | | | | | |
CCLXXXIV | The Sun of Righteousness appears | | | | | | | |
CCLXXXV | Thee we adore, Eternal Name! | | | | | | | |
CCLXXXVI | There is a House not made with Hands | | | | | | | |
CCLXXXVII | These glorious Minds how bright they shine! | | | | | | | |
CCLXXXVIII | This spacious Earth is all the Lord's | | | | | | | |
CCLXXXIX | Tho' Jericho pleasantly stood | | | | | | | |
CCXC | Thou Shepherd of Israel and mine | | | | | | | |
CCXCI | Thou Sov'reign, let my Ev'ning Song | | | | | | | |
CCXCII | Tho' Troubles assail | | | | | | | |
CCXCIII | Thus Agur breath'd his warm Desire | | | | | | | |
CCXCIV | Thus far the Lord has led me on | | | | | | | |
CCXCV | Thus saith the high and lofty One | | | | | | | |
CCXCVI | Thus was the great Redeemer plung'd | | | | | | | |
CCXCVII | Thy Mercies fill the Earth, O Lord | | | | | | | |
CCXCVIII | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
CCXCIX | To day God bids the Faithful rest | | | | | | | |
CCC | Try us, O God, and search the Ground | | | | | | | |