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1 | Thou art, O God! a spirit pure | | | | | | | |
2 | What is our God, or what his name | | | | | | | |
3 | Eternal God, almighty cause | | | | | | | |
4 | Great God, in vain man's narrow view | | | | | | | |
5 | Great God, how infinite art thou! | | | | | | | |
6 | All-pow'rful, self-existent God | | | | | | | |
7 | Give to the Lord, ye sons of fame | | | | | | | |
8 | Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me through | | | | | | | |
9 | Lord, all I am is known to thee! | | | | | | | |
10 | Songs of immortal praise belong | | | | | | | |
11 | Holy and rev'rend is the name | | | | | | | |
12 | God is a Spirit, just and wise | | | | | | | |
13 | With eye impartial, heav'n's high King | | | | | | | |
14 | Thy ceaseless, unexhausted love | | | | | | | |
15 | Sweet is the mem'ry of thy grace | | | | | | | |
16 | My soul, repeat his praise | | | | | | | |
17 | Ye sons of men, in sacred lays | | | | | | | |
18 | Amid the splendors of thy state | | | | | | | |
19 | Father of glory! to thy name | | | | | | | |
20 | O holy, holy, holy Lord | | | | | | | |
21 | Father of all, whose love profound | | | | | | | |
22 | Hail, great Creator, wise and good! | | | | | | | |
23 | The spacious firmament on high | | | | | | | |
24 | We sing th'almighty pow'r of God | | | | | | | |
25 | Let the high heav'ns your songs invite | | | | | | | |
26 | Let the whole race of creatures lie | | | | | | | |
27 | Greatest of beings, source of life | | | | | | | |
28 | Through all the various shifting scene | | | | | | | |
29 | God is the refuge of his saints | | | | | | | |
30 | Not from relentless fate's dark womb | | | | | | | |
31 | To calm the sorrows of the mind | | | | | | | |
32 | They, that have made their refuge God | | | | | | | |
33 | And art thou with us, gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
34 | Shine on our souls, eternal God! | | | | | | | |
35 | How are thy servants blest, O Lord! | | | | | | | |
36 | Thy way, O God, is in the sea | | | | | | | |
37 | Thy ways, O Lord! with wise design | | | | | | | |
38 | 'Tis wisdom, mercy, love divine | | | | | | | |
39 | Ye trembling souls! dismiss your fears | | | | | | | |
40 | God reigns; events in order flow | | | | | | | |
41 | Before Jehovah's awful throne | | | | | | | |
42 | Ye humble souls, approach your God | | | | | | | |
43 | Give to our God immortal praise! | | | | | | | |
44 | I'll praise my Maker, whilst I've breath | | | | | | | |
45 | Come, sound his praise abroad | | | | | | | |
46 | Indulgent Father! how divine | | | | | | | |
47 | Long as I live, I'll bless thy name | | | | | | | |
48 | O bless the Lord, my soul! | | | | | | | |
49 | In glad amazement, Lord, I stand | | | | | | | |
50 | Father, how wide thy glories shine! | | | | | | | |
51 | With transport, Lord! we view the page | | | | | | | |
52 | Songs of praise the angels sang | | | | | | | |
53 | Eternal Pow'r! whose high abode | | | | | | | |
54 | Bless'd with the joys of innocence | | | | | | | |
55 | Backward with humble shame we look | | | | | | | |
56 | Sin hath a thousand treacherous arts | | | | | | | |
57 | When in the light of faith divine | | | | | | | |
58 | Why should this earth delight us so? | | | | | | | |
59 | What are possessions, fame, and power | | | | | | | |
60 | How long shall dreams of creature-bliss | | | | | | | |
61 | Indulgent God! with pitying eye | | | | | | | |
62 | Raise, thoughtless sinner, raise thine eye | | | | | | | |
63 | Ah, how shall fallen man | | | | | | | |
64 | Though I should seek to wash me clean | | | | | | | |
65 | Ere the blue heavens were stretch'd abroad | | | | | | | |
66 | Bright King of glory, dreadful God! | | | | | | | |
67 | Thee we adore, Eternal Word! | | | | | | | |
68 | Behold the man! how glorious he! | | | | | | | |
69 | On Judah's plains as shepherds sat | | | | | | | |
70 | Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
71 | Raise your triumphant songs | | | | | | | |
72 | Joy to the world; the Lord is come! | | | | | | | |
73 | High let us swell our tuneful notes | | | | | | | |
74 | Give thanks to God most high | | | | | | | |
75 | My song shall bless the Lord of all | | | | | | | |
76 | Ye saints, proclaim abroad | | | | | | | |
77 | Behold my servant, see him rise | | | | | | | |
78 | How sweetly flow'd the gospel's sound | | | | | | | |
79 | Brightest and best of the sons of the morning! | | | | | | | |
80 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord! | | | | | | | |
81 | Behold, where in a mortal form | | | | | | | |
82 | God of my mercy and my praise! | | | | | | | |
83 | "Father divine," the Savior cried | | | | | | | |
84 | And is the gospel peace and love? | | | | | | | |
85 | Come, let our mournful songs record | | | | | | | |
86 | Behold the Savior of mankind | | | | | | | |
87 | 'Twas for our sake, eternal God | | | | | | | |
88 | And shall we still be slaves | | | | | | | |
89 | How condescending and how kind | | | | | | | |
90 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs | | | | | | | |
91 | Author of life and bliss! | | | | | | | |
92 | Hark! the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
93 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies! | | | | | | | |
94 | Ye humble souls, that seek the Lord | | | | | | | |
95 | Christ, the Lord, is ris'n to-day | | | | | | | |
96 | See what a living stone | | | | | | | |
97 | Yes, the Redeemer rose | | | | | | | |
98 | "The Lord is risen indeed" | | | | | | | |
99 | The Lord of life, with glory crown'd | | | | | | | |
100 | Now let us raise our cheerful strains | | | | | | | |