# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A few more days of grief and woe | | | | | | | |
d2 | A fountain in Jesus, which runs always [always runs] free | | | | | | | |
d3 | A soldier, Lord, Thou hast me made | | | | | | | |
d4 | Afflicted saint [saints] [soul] [souls], to Christ [God] draw near | | | | | | | |
d5 | Afflictions, though they seem severe | | | | | | | |
d6 | Ah lovely appearance of death | | | | | | | |
d7 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d8 | Alas what hourly dangers rise | | | | | | | |
d9 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d10 | Although despised by men | | | | | | | |
d11 | Although the vine its fruit deny | | | | | | | |
d12 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d13 | Am I indeed born from above | | | | | | | |
d14 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d15 | Amazing sight, the Savior stands | | | | | | | |
d16 | And can I yet delay | | | | | | | |
d17 | And can my heart aspire so high | | | | | | | |
d18 | And is this life prolonged to me | | | | | | | |
d19 | And let this feeble body fail | | | | | | | |
d20 | And must I be to judgment brought | | | | | | | |
d21 | And must this body die | | | | | | | |
d22 | And now, my soul another year | | | | | | | |
d23 | And will the Judge descend [ascend] | | | | | | | |
d24 | Angel [Angels], roll the rock [stone] away | | | | | | | |
d25 | Approach, my soul, the mercy seat | | | | | | | |
d26 | Arise, my gracious God | | | | | | | |
d27 | Arise, my soul, arise, shake off | | | | | | | |
d28 | As fades the landscape from the sight | | | | | | | |
d29 | As shepherds in Jewry were guarding their sheep | | | | | | | |
d30 | Ashamed of Christ, my soul disdains | | | | | | | |
d31 | Awake, and sing the song of Moses and the Lamb | | | | | | | |
d32 | Awake my heart, arise my tongue | | | | | | | |
d33 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d34 | Awake, our souls, away our fears | | | | | | | |
d35 | Away my doubts, begone my fears | | | | | | | |
d36 | Away my unbelieving fear | | | | | | | |
d37 | Before Jehovah's awful throne | | | | | | | |
d38 | Begin, my soul, the exalted lay | | | | | | | |
d39 | Begone, unbelief, [for] my [our] Savior is near | | | | | | | |
d40 | Behold a lovely vine, Here in this desert | | | | | | | |
d41 | Behold the glories of the Lamb, Amidst [amid] his father's throne | | | | | | | |
d42 | Behold the morning sun | | | | | | | |
d43 | Behold the wretch whose lust and wine | | | | | | | |
d44 | Behold what wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
d45 | Beset with snares on every hand | | | | | | | |
d46 | Beside the gospel pool Appointed for the poor | | | | | | | |
d47 | Blessed Savior, callest [called] thou me | | | | | | | |
d48 | Blest are the humble souls that [who] see | | | | | | | |
d49 | Blest are the sons of peace | | | | | | | |
d50 | Blest are the undefiled in heart | | | | | | | |
d51 | Blest be the everlasting [eternal] God | | | | | | | |
d52 | Blest be the [that] dear uniting love | | | | | | | |
d53 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d54 | Blest day, when our ascended Lord | | | | | | | |
d55 | Blest Jesus, source of grace divine | | | | | | | |
d56 | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
d57 | Born in anguish, nursed in sorrow | | | | | | | |
d58 | Brethren, we have met to worship, and adore the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
d59 | Brethren, while we sojourn here | | | | | | | |
d60 | Broad is the road [stream] that leads to death [wrath] | | | | | | | |
d61 | Burst, ye emerald [pearly] gates, and bring | | | | | | | |
d62 | By whom was David taught | | | | | | | |
d63 | Called to a sense of duty | | | | | | | |
d64 | Children of the heavenly king as we journey | | | | | | | |
d65 | Christ and his [the] cross is [are] all our [my] theme | | | | | | | |
d66 | Christ is set on Zion's hill | | | | | | | |
d67 | Christians, Christ for you hath bled | | | | | | | |
d68 | Come, all ye sons of Zion | | | | | | | |
d69 | Come all ye [you] young people of every relation | | | | | | | |
d70 | Come and taste along with me, consolation running free | | | | | | | |
d71 | Come, anxious sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
d72 | Come brethren, and rejoice with me | | | | | | | |
d73 | Come brethren and sisters, that [who] love my [our] dear Lord | | | | | | | |
d74 | Come, brethren, let us join and sing | | | | | | | |
d75 | Come citizens and friends so dear | | | | | | | |
d76 | Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
d77 | Come, happy souls, approach your God | | | | | | | |
d78 | Come hither, all ye [you] weary souls | | | | | | | |
d79 | Come, Holy Spirit, calm my [each] mind | | | | | | | |
d80 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers | | | | | | | |
d81 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
d82 | Come, my Christian friends and brethren | | | | | | | |
d83 | Come, O my doubting soul, attend | | | | | | | |
d84 | Come sinners to the gospel feast | | | | | | | |
d85 | Come soldiers of Jesus, your armor gird on | | | | | | | |
d86 | Come sound his praise [name] abroad, And hymns | | | | | | | |
d87 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d88 | Come, trembling soul [souls] [ones], forget your fear [fears] | | | | | | | |
d89 | Come, we [ye] [you] that love the Lord indeed | | | | | | | |
d90 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
d91 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d92 | Daniel's wisdom may I know, Stephen's faith | | | | | | | |
d93 | Dear refuge of my [the] weary soul, On thee, when sorows rise | | | | | | | |
d94 | Death cannot make our souls afraid, If God be with us there | | | | | | | |
d95 | Death may dissolve my body now, And bear my spirit home | | | | | | | |
d96 | Dressed uniform Christ's soldiers are when duty | | | | | | | |
d97 | Early, my God, without delay | | | | | | | |
d98 | Earth has engrossed my love too long | | | | | | | |
d99 | Ere yet he bowed his sacred head | | | | | | | |
d100 | Eternal Spirit, we confess | | | | | | | |