# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A sinner, Lord, behold I stand | | | | | | | |
d2 | Christ the [our] Lord is [has] risen today, [Alleluia] [Sons of men] | | | | | | | |
d3 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
d4 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
d5 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d6 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
d7 | For the mercies of this [the] day | | | | | | | |
d8 | From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies | | | | | | | |
d9 | Glory to God on high, Let peace on earth | | | | | | | |
d10 | God, only wise, to thee I look | | | | | | | |
d11 | Gracious Spirit, Love divine | | | | | | | |
d12 | Great God, how infinite art thou | | | | | | | |
d13 | Haste [Hasten], [O] sinner [sinners] [now] to be wise | | | | | | | |
d14 | Holy Bible, book divine, Precious treasure, thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d15 | How blessed was the day | | | | | | | |
d16 | How gracious is my God | | | | | | | |
d17 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d18 | Jesus, Lord, we look to thee | | | | | | | |
d19 | Jesus was once despised and low | | | | | | | |
d20 | Lo at noon 'tis sudden night | | | | | | | |
d21 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Fill our | | | | | | | |
d22 | Lord, I have dared to disobey | | | | | | | |
d23 | Lord, I would own thy tender [every] care | | | | | | | |
d24 | Lord of the Sabbath, I rejoice | | | | | | | |
d25 | My God, thy service well demands | | | | | | | |
d26 | Now that my journey's just begun | | | | | | | |
d27 | Now the morning's cheerful light | | | | | | | |
d28 | Shall I presume to venture near | | | | | | | |
d29 | Soon as my infant [youthful] lips can speak [lisp] | | | | | | | |
d30 | Stop, poor sinner [sinners], stop and think | | | | | | | |
d31 | Swift as the winged arrow flies | | | | | | | |
d32 | Thee we adore, eternal name, And humbly | | | | | | | |
d33 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d34 | There is a path that leads to God, All others go astray | | | | | | | |
d35 | This is the day when Christ arose | | | | | | | |
d36 | Thou Guardian of our youthful days | | | | | | | |
d37 | 'Tis but a short uncertain space [life] | | | | | | | |
d38 | 'Tis religion that can give sweetest pleasures | | | | | | | |
d39 | To thee I look, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d40 | What is there, Lord, a child [youth] can do | | | | | | | |
d41 | When daily I kneel down to pray | | | | | | | |
d42 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
d43 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |
d44 | When to the house of God we go | | | | | | | |
d45 | Where shall I be when I shall go | | | | | | | |
d46 | With humble heart and tongue, my God | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]