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101 | Thee we adore, Eternal Word, the Father's equal Son | | | | | | | |
102 | Glory to God, who reigns above | | | | | | | |
103 | On Judah's plains as shepherds sat Watching [kept Watch o'er] their flocks | | | | | | | |
104 | Hark, what celestial notes | | | | | | | |
105 | Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
106 | Raise your triumphant songs | | | | | | | |
107 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
108 | High let us swell [raise] our tuneful notes | | | | | | | |
109 | Praise ye the Lord, who reigns above, fixed on his throne of truth and love | | | | | | | |
110 | Give thanks to God most high | | | | | | | |
111 | My song shall bless the Lord of all | | | | | | | |
112 | Ye saints, proclaim abroad | | | | | | | |
113 | Brightest and best of the sons [stars] of the morning | | | | | | | |
114 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
115 | Behold, where in a mortal form | | | | | | | |
116 | God of my mercy and my praise | | | | | | | |
117 | Father divine, the Savior cried | | | | | | | |
118 | When at a [this] distance, Lord, we trace | | | | | | | |
119 | Behold the blind their sight receive | | | | | | | |
120 | And is the gospel peace and love | | | | | | | |
121 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
122 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
123 | Come, let our mournful songs record | | | | | | | |
124 | Behold the Savior of mankind | | | | | | | |
125 | Stretched on the cross the Savior dies [died] | | | | | | | |
126 | Stricken, smitten and afflicted, See him dying on [Lo he dies upon] the tree | | | | | | | |
127 | 'Twas for our sake, eternal God | | | | | | | |
128 | With ecstasy of joy | | | | | | | |
129 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
130 | And shall we still be slaves | | | | | | | |
131 | How condescending, and how kind | | | | | | | |
132 | Here at thy cross, my dying God | | | | | | | |
133 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
134 | The law by Moses came | | | | | | | |
135 | Hosanna to the Son of David and of God | | | | | | | |
136 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
137 | Author of life and bliss | | | | | | | |
138 | ôTis finished, so the Savior cried, and meekly | | | | | | | |
139 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
140 | Come let us lift our voices high, High as our joys arise | | | | | | | |
141 | Behold the amazing sight, The Savior lifted high | | | | | | | |
142 | Now be that sacrifice surveyed | | | | | | | |
143 | Hark, 'tis our heavenly Leader's voice From his triumphant seat | | | | | | | |
144 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
145 | Angel [Angels], roll the rock [stone] away | | | | | | | |
146 | Ye humble souls that [who] seek the Lord | | | | | | | |
147 | Christ the [our] Lord is [has] risen today, [Alleluia] [Sons of men] | | | | | | | |
148 | See what a living stone | | | | | | | |
149 | Yes, the Redeemer rose [lives]; The Savior left the dead | | | | | | | |
150 | "The Lord is risen indeed" | | | | | | | |
151 | Rejoice, ye shining worlds on high | | | | | | | |
152 | Jesus, our triumphant Head | | | | | | | |
153 | The Lord of life, with glory crowned | | | | | | | |
154 | What equal honors shall we bring | | | | | | | |
155 | Our Lord has risen from the dead | | | | | | | |
156 | Well, the Redeemer's gone | | | | | | | |
157 | Arise, my soul, arise, shake off | | | | | | | |
158 | I know that my Redeemer lives, what comfort this | | | | | | | |
159 | Now let us raise our cheerful strains | | | | | | | |
160 | O the delights, the heav'nly joys | | | | | | | |
161 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |
162 | O thou whose beams serenely bright | | | | | | | |
163 | Ye worlds of light, that roll so near | | | | | | | |
164 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
165 | One there is above all others, well [who] deserves | | | | | | | |
166 | Poor, weak, and worthless though I am | | | | | | | |
167 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
168 | Deep are the wounds which [that] sin has [hath] made | | | | | | | |
169 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
170 | Isr'l in ancient days | | | | | | | |
171 | Paschal Lamb, by God appointed | | | | | | | |
172 | Eternal Spirit, we confess | | | | | | | |
173 | Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
174 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers | | | | | | | |
175 | My hope my portion and my God how little art thou known | | | | | | | |
176 | Forever blessed be the Lord, my Savior | | | | | | | |
177 | Sure the blest Comforter is nigh | | | | | | | |
178 | Amidst a world of hopes and fears | | | | | | | |
179 | O that the Lord would guide my [our] ways | | | | | | | |
180 | Holy Ghost, dispel [disperse] our sadness | | | | | | | |
181 | Eternal Spirit, Source of light | | | | | | | |
182 | Now is the accepted time | | | | | | | |
183 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
184 | Come sinner [sinners] to the gospel feast | | | | | | | |
185 | What could your Redeemer do | | | | | | | |
186 | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
187 | Sinner [sinners], will you [ye] scorn [slight] the message | | | | | | | |
188 | Let every ear attend And every heart rejoice | | | | | | | |
189 | Jehovah's grace, how full, how free | | | | | | | |
190 | What language now salutes the ear | | | | | | | |
191 | O what amazing words of grace Are in the gospel found | | | | | | | |
192 | Hark, 'tis the Savior 's voice I hear Come, trembling soul, dispel thy fear | | | | | | | |
193 | Come hither, all ye [you] weary souls | | | | | | | |
194 | The Savior calls, let every ear attend | | | | | | | |
195 | The king of heaven his table spreads | | | | | | | |
196 | See, from Zion's sacred mountain | | | | | | | |
197 | In evil long I took delight | | | | | | | |
198 | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor Behold a royal feast | | | | | | | |
199 | Ye hearts with youthful vigor warm | | | | | | | |
200 | Amazing sight, the Savior stands | | | | | | | |