# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
d2 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d3 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d4 | All praise to God that man's Redeemer came To bear our heavy load of guilt and shame | | | | | | | |
d5 | All the way from earth to glory | | | | | | | |
d6 | All the way my Savior leads me | | | | | | | |
d7 | Almost persuaded now to believe, Almost | | | | | | | |
d8 | Among the olive trees | | | | | | | |
d9 | Angels, ever bright and fair, keep us all within thy care | | | | | | | |
d10 | Are you weary, are you heavy hearted | | | | | | | |
d11 | As for me and my house | | | | | | | |
d12 | At the sounding of the trumpet, when the saints | | | | | | | |
d13 | Be not dismayed whate'er betide | | | | | | | |
d14 | Because from all eternity The King of Glory tho't of me | | | | | | | |
d15 | Believe in the word of Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d16 | Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine | | | | | | | |
d17 | Blessed be the fountain of blood | | | | | | | |
d18 | Blest and so happy am I | | | | | | | |
d19 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d20 | Break thou the bread of life | | | | | | | |
d21 | Brightly beams our Father's mercy | | | | | | | |
d22 | Broader than the ocean wide | | | | | | | |
d23 | Carry the message with you | | | | | | | |
d24 | Christ, our Redeemer, died on the cross | | | | | | | |
d25 | Christian, have you proved a slacker today | | | | | | | |
d26 | Cling to the Mighty One | | | | | | | |
d27 | Come, every soul by sin oppressed, There's mercy | | | | | | | |
d28 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
d29 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d30 | Dear Father, I long to lean on thy breast | | | | | | | |
d31 | Down at the cross where my [the] Savior died | | | | | | | |
d32 | Down in the valley with my Savior I would go | | | | | | | |
d33 | Every promise is a check upon the bank | | | | | | | |
d34 | Fade, fade, each [all] earthly joy | | | | | | | |
d35 | Far and near the fields are teeming | | | | | | | |
d36 | Far away in the depths of my spirit tonight | | | | | | | |
d37 | Far, far away on the mountains | | | | | | | |
d38 | Fear not, little flock, from the cross to the throne | | | | | | | |
d39 | Finding rest amid labor | | | | | | | |
d40 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
d41 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d42 | Glory to our Lord and King | | | | | | | |
d43 | Go thou, my chosen one | | | | | | | |
d44 | God save our gracious king | | | | | | | |
d45 | Gone from my heart the world and [with] all its charms | | | | | | | |
d46 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d47 | Hallelujah, what a thought | | | | | | | |
d48 | Hark 'tis the Shepherd's voice I hear | | | | | | | |
d49 | Have thy [thine] affections been nailed to the cross | | | | | | | |
d50 | Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing power | | | | | | | |
d51 | Have you heard the voice of Jesus calling | | | | | | | |
d52 | How wondrous is the crimson tide | | | | | | | |
d53 | I am building on a Rock, the Rock of ages | | | | | | | |
d54 | I am coming to Jesus for rest | | | | | | | |
d55 | I am coming to the cross, I am poor | | | | | | | |
d56 | I am leaving Egypt's bondage | | | | | | | |
d57 | I am now on the altar | | | | | | | |
d58 | I am so glad salvation's free | | | | | | | |
d59 | I am so glad that our [my] Father [Savior] in heaven | | | | | | | |
d60 | I am watching for the coming of the glad millenial day | | | | | | | |
d61 | I can hear my Savior calling, in the tenderest | | | | | | | |
d62 | I can hear my Savior calling | | | | | | | |
d63 | I gave my life for [to] thee | | | | | | | |
d64 | I have a Savior, he's pleading in glory | | | | | | | |
d65 | I have entered, I have entered | | | | | | | |
d66 | I have found his grace is all complete | | | | | | | |
d67 | I know not what waits me tomorrow | | | | | | | |
d68 | I love to tell the story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
d69 | I need thee every hour, most gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
d70 | I never shall forget the day when Jesus washed | | | | | | | |
d71 | I remember when my burdens rolled away | | | | | | | |
d72 | I shall ne'er forget the place | | | | | | | |
d73 | I wandered in the shades of night | | | | | | | |
d74 | I will meet you in the morning | | | | | | | |
d75 | If the world from you withhold of [all] its silver and its gold | | | | | | | |
d76 | If there's trouble anywhere, and your soul is near despair | | | | | | | |
d77 | If you from sin are longing to be free | | | | | | | |
d78 | If you only could know Jesus bore all | | | | | | | |
d79 | In country, town or city | | | | | | | |
d80 | In earth's wondrous gallery of pictures | | | | | | | |
d81 | In the darkness hour human hearts can know | | | | | | | |
d82 | It was on the cruel tree, Jesus died | | | | | | | |
d83 | I've [I have] found a friend in Jesus, He's everything to me | | | | | | | |
d84 | I've left the valley of death and sin | | | | | | | |
d85 | I've seen the lightning [lightnings] [flash] flashing, And heard the thunder roll | | | | | | | |
d86 | Jesus calls us, o'er the tumult | | | | | | | |
d87 | Jesus Christ, the King of glory, died for me | | | | | | | |
d88 | Jesus, engrave it on my heart | | | | | | | |
d89 | Jesus has a [the] table spread | | | | | | | |
d90 | Jesus is calling the wanderer today | | | | | | | |
d91 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d92 | Jesus, my Savior, to Bethlehem came | | | | | | | |
d93 | Jesus, Savior, pilot me | | | | | | | |
d94 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
d95 | Jesus! the Christ, God's glorious Son | | | | | | | |
d96 | Jesus waits to pardon sin | | | | | | | |
d97 | Just as I am, without one plea, But [Save] that thy blood | | | | | | | |
d98 | Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
d99 | Leaving all to follow Jesus | | | | | | | |
d100 | Like the lilies toiling not, Casting every care on Jesus | | | | | | | |