# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d201 | Mercy, O thou Son of David | | | | | | | |
d202 | Mid [midst] scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
d203 | Might I but climb to Pisgah's top | | | | | | | |
d204 | Morning breaks upon the tomb | | | | | | | |
d205 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
d206 | My brethren all, on you I call | | | | | | | |
d207 | My Christian friends in bonds of love, whose hearts | | | | | | | |
d208 | My dearest, lovely, native land | | | | | | | |
d209 | My Father's house on high is my eternal | | | | | | | |
d210 | My God, how endless [lasting] is thy love | | | | | | | |
d211 | My God, my portion, and my love, my everlasting all. | | | | | | | |
d212 | My God, the spring of all my joys | | | | | | | |
d213 | My latest sun is sinking fast, My race is nearly run | | | | | | | |
d214 | My Maker and my King | | | | | | | |
d215 | My Savior, my almighty Friend | | | | | | | |
d216 | My Shepherd will supply my need | | | | | | | |
d217 | My soul anticipates the day | | | | | | | |
d218 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
d219 | My soul, come, meditate the day, And think | | | | | | | |
d220 | My soul, repeat His praise Whose mercies are so | | | | | | | |
d221 | No more beneath the oppressive hand | | | | | | | |
d222 | No war nor battle's sound was heard | | | | | | | |
d223 | Not from the dust affliction grows | | | | | | | |
d224 | Now begin the heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
d225 | Now for a tune [hymn] [song] of lofty praise | | | | | | | |
d226 | Now let me rise, now let me rise | | | | | | | |
d227 | Now let our voices join | | | | | | | |
d228 | Now may the Lord reveal his face | | | | | | | |
d229 | Now see the Savior stands pleading | | | | | | | |
d230 | Now your festal rites prepare | | | | | | | |
d231 | O cease, my wandering soul | | | | | | | |
d232 | O come, come away, the Sabbath morn is passing | | | | | | | |
d233 | O could our thoughts and wishes fly | | | | | | | |
d234 | O for a breeze of heavenly love | | | | | | | |
d235 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d236 | O, for a sight, a pleasing [pleasant] [blissful] sight | | | | | | | |
d237 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d238 | O happy is the man [child] who [that] hears instruction's [religion's] [Messiah's] warning voice | | | | | | | |
d239 | O happy they who know the Lord, with whom | | | | | | | |
d240 | O happy time, long waited for, The comfort of my heart | | | | | | | |
d241 | O hearken sinners, we have come [cause] to warn you of your danger | | | | | | | |
d242 | O if my soul was [were] formed for woe | | | | | | | |
d243 | O joyful sound of gospel grace | | | | | | | |
d244 | O let our thoughts and wishes fly | | | | | | | |
d245 | O Lord, our heavenly King Thy name is all | | | | | | | |
d246 | O once I had a glorious view of my redeeming Lord | | | | | | | |
d247 | O praise the Lord in that blest place, From whence his goodness largely flows | | | | | | | |
d248 | O render thanks and bless the Lord | | | | | | | |
d249 | O render thanks to God above, The fountain of eternal love | | | | | | | |
d250 | O Sacred Head now [once] [sore] wounded [surrounded] | | | | | | | |
d251 | O sing to me of heaven When I am called to die | | | | | | | |
d252 | O tell me no more of this [the] world's vain [vain world's] store | | | | | | | |
d253 | O tell me where the dove has [is] flown | | | | | | | |
d254 | O tell me, young friends, while the morning's fair | | | | | | | |
d255 | O that I could repent, With all my idols part | | | | | | | |
d256 | O thou who diest the mourner's tear | | | | | | | |
d257 | O thou who hearest when sinners cry | | | | | | | |
d258 | O Thou, whose tender mercy hears | | | | | | | |
d259 | O 'twas a joyful sound to hear Our tribes devoutly say | | | | | | | |
d260 | O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above | | | | | | | |
d261 | O when shall we sweetly remove | | | | | | | |
d262 | O Zion, tune thy voice And raise thy hands on high | | | | | | | |
d263 | O'er the [those] gloomy hills of darkness | | | | | | | |
d264 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d265 | Once more, my soul, the rising day salutes thy waking eyes | | | | | | | |
d266 | One there is above all others, well [who] deserves | | | | | | | |
d267 | Our bondage here [it] shall [will] end by and by | | | | | | | |
d268 | Our Jesus came into the world | | | | | | | |
d269 | Out on an ocean all boundless we ride | | | | | | | |
d270 | Pass me not, O gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
d271 | Pilgrims, with pleasure let us part | | | | | | | |
d272 | Plunged in a [the] gulf of dark [deep] despair | | | | | | | |
d273 | Poor mourning souls, in deep distress | | | | | | | |
d274 | Praise the Lord, his glory bless | | | | | | | |
d275 | Praise ye the Lord, let praise employ | | | | | | | |
d276 | Rejoice, the Lord is King, Your God [Lord] and King adore | | | | | | | |
d277 | Religion is the chief concern | | | | | | | |
d278 | Remember, sinful youth, you must die | | | | | | | |
d279 | Remember thy Creator, While youth's fair spring | | | | | | | |
d280 | Repent, the voice celestial cries | | | | | | | |
d281 | Return, my wandering soul, return | | | | | | | |
d282 | Rise, crowned with light, imperial [great] Salem [city], rise | | | | | | | |
d283 | Rock of ages, shelter me [us], Let me hide | | | | | | | |
d284 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d285 | Savior, the world's and mine was ever grief like Thine? | | | | | | | |
d286 | Saw ye [you] my Savior, saw ye [you] my Savior | | | | | | | |
d287 | See how the morning [mounting] [rising] sun | | | | | | | |
d288 | See how the scriptures are fulfilling | | | | | | | |
d289 | See Isr'l's gentle Shepherd stand [stands] | | | | | | | |
d290 | See the Lord of glory dying | | | | | | | |
d291 | Shall men pretend to pleasure | | | | | | | |
d292 | Shall wisdom cry aloud | | | | | | | |
d293 | Shed not a tear, o'er your friend's early bier | | | | | | | |
d294 | Shepherds, rejoice, lift up your eyes | | | | | | | |
d295 | Shout to Jehovah all the earth | | | | | | | |
d296 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
d297 | Since man by sin has lost [gone from] [strayed from] his God | | | | | | | |
d298 | Sinner [sinners], O why so thoughtless grown | | | | | | | |
d299 | Sister, thou wast [wert] mild and lovely | | | | | | | |
d300 | Soft, soft, music is stealing | | | | | | | |