# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
201 | 'Twas by an order from the Lord | | | | | | | |
202 | I love the volume of thy word | | | | | | | |
203 | Let all the heathen writers join | | | | | | | |
204 | Great God! with wonder and with praise | | | | | | | |
205 | How shall the young secure their hearts | | | | | | | |
206 | How precious, Lord, thy sacred word! | | | | | | | |
207 | Hail, sacred truth! whose piercing rays | | | | | | | |
208 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
209 | Precious book! of books the best | | | | | | | |
210 | Lord, I have made thy word my choice | | | | | | | |
211 | Light of the world, shine on our souls | | | | | | | |
212 | The worth of truth no tongue can tell | | | | | | | |
213 | Does the Lord of glory speak | | | | | | | |
214 | The counsels of redeeming grace | | | | | | | |
215 | Father of mercies, in thy word | | | | | | | |
216 | Oppressed with guilt, and full of fears | | | | | | | |
217 | O, that thy statutes, every hour | | | | | | | |
218 | We sing thy mercy, God of love | | | | | | | |
219 | God, in the gospel of his Son | | | | | | | |
220 | O, how I love thy holy law! | | | | | | | |
221 | What glory gilds the sacred page! | | | | | | | |
222 | Let everlasting glories crown | | | | | | | |
223 | Precious Bible! what a treasure | | | | | | | |
224 | Praise to him, by whose kind favor | | | | | | | |
225 | Holy Bible! book divine! | | | | | | | |
226 | How perfect is thy word! | | | | | | | |
227 | God's word is the true light | | | | | | | |
228 | Jesus, my Saviour and my Lord | | | | | | | |
229 | What is the chaff, the word of man | | | | | | | |
230 | Laden with guilt, and full of fears | | | | | | | |
231 | The starry heavens thy rule obey | | | | | | | |
232 | Angels, from the realms of glory | | | | | | | |
233 | Hark! what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
234 | We come, with joyful song | | | | | | | |
235 | Mortals, awake, with angels join | | | | | | | |
236 | Behold, the grace appears | | | | | | | |
237 | Calm on the list'ning ear of night | | | | | | | |
238 | Hark! the glad sound! the Saviour comes! | | | | | | | |
239 | John was the prophet of the Lord | | | | | | | |
240 | While shepherds watched their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
241 | Songs of praise the angels sang | | | | | | | |
242 | Hark! the herald-angels sing | | | | | | | |
243 | Hail, thou blest morn, when the great Mediator | | | | | | | |
244 | Hark! what celestial sounds | | | | | | | |
245 | Lift up your heads in joyful hope | | | | | | | |
246 | When, marshalled on the nightly plain | | | | | | | |
247 | See, from on high, a light divine | | | | | | | |
248 | Great God! wert thou extreme to mark | | | | | | | |
249 | The law by Moses came | | | | | | | |
250 | Behold the Prince of Peace | | | | | | | |
251 | Not to condemn the sons of men | | | | | | | |
252 | O'er the dark wave of Galilee | | | | | | | |
253 | O, learn of me! the Saviour cried | | | | | | | |
254 | What works of wisdom, power, and love | | | | | | | |
255 | Behold, the blind their sight receive! | | | | | | | |
256 | Come, said Jesus' sacred voice | | | | | | | |
257 | The winds were howling o'er the deep | | | | | | | |
258 | Behold, where, in a mortal form | | | | | | | |
259 | Is there on earth a nobler name | | | | | | | |
260 | My blessed Redeemer and my Lord | | | | | | | |
261 | In duties and in suff'rings too | | | | | | | |
262 | Ride on, ride on in majesty! | | | | | | | |
263 | A voice upon the midnight air | | | | | | | |
264 | Beyond where Kedron's waters flow | | | | | | | |
265 | Lord, in thy garden agony | | | | | | | |
266 | "Father divine!" the Saviour cried | | | | | | | |
267 | Behold the man! how glorious he! | | | | | | | |
268 | 'Tis midnight; and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
269 | The morning dawns upon the place | | | | | | | |
270 | 'Twas the day when God's Anointed | | | | | | | |
271 | Extended on a cursèd tree | | | | | | | |
272 | 'Tis finished! the Messiah dies | | | | | | | |
273 | From Calvary a cry was heard | | | | | | | |
274 | Behold the Saviour of mankind | | | | | | | |
275 | From whence these dire omens 'round | | | | | | | |
276 | Stretched on the cross, the Saviour dies | | | | | | | |
277 | "Tis finished!"--so the Saviour cried | | | | | | | |
278 | Christ the Lord is risen to-day | | | | | | | |
279 | Blest morning! whose first dawning rays | | | | | | | |
280 | Awake, our drowsy souls | | | | | | | |
281 | Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious! | | | | | | | |
282 | Again the Lord of life and light | | | | | | | |
283 | On earth was darkness spread | | | | | | | |
284 | Ye humble souls, that seek the Lord | | | | | | | |
285 | Our Lord is risen from the dead | | | | | | | |
286 | Angels, roll the rock away! | | | | | | | |
287 | God is gone up on high | | | | | | | |
288 | Hail the day that sees him rise | | | | | | | |
289 | He dies! the friend of sinners dies! | | | | | | | |
290 | Sing praise! the tomb is void | | | | | | | |
291 | O for a thousand tongues to sing | | | | | | | |
292 | Prepare a thankful song | | | | | | | |
293 | He lives--the great Redeemer lives! | | | | | | | |
294 | There is a fountain filled with blood | | | | | | | |
295 | Blessèd are the sons of God | | | | | | | |
296 | Blest be the wisdom and the power | | | | | | | |
297 | Come, ye who love the Lord | | | | | | | |
298 | Stricken, smitten, and afflicted | | | | | | | |
299 | Dearest of all the names above | | | | | | | |
300 | Behold, behold the Lamb of God | | | | | | | |