# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Faith is the brightest evidence | | | | | | | |
d102 | Far as thy name is known | | | | | | | |
d103 | Far from my [our] thoughts, vain world, be gone | | | | | | | |
d104 | Farewell, my brethren, all farewell | | | | | | | |
d105 | Farewell, my [dear] brethren in the Lord | | | | | | | |
d106 | Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand | | | | | | | |
d107 | Farewell, vain world, I bid adieu | | | | | | | |
d108 | Father divine, thy piercing eye | | | | | | | |
d109 | Father of mercies, God of love, Whose kind compassion | | | | | | | |
d110 | Father of mercies, in thy [your] word | | | | | | | |
d111 | Firm as the earth thy [the] gospel stands | | | | | | | |
d112 | Firm was my health, my day was bright | | | | | | | |
d113 | From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies | | | | | | | |
d114 | From all that's mortal, all that's vain | | | | | | | |
d115 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d116 | From the regions of love, lo, an angel descended | | | | | | | |
d117 | From whence doth [does] this [the] union arise | | | | | | | |
d118 | Glory to God that I have found | | | | | | | |
d119 | Go preach my gospel, saith the [my] Lord | | | | | | | |
d120 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
d121 | God of my childhood and my youth | | | | | | | |
d122 | God of the morning, at whose [thy] voice | | | | | | | |
d123 | Good is Jehovah in bestowing sunshine | | | | | | | |
d124 | Grace, 'tis a charming [cheering] [joyful] [pleasing] sound | | | | | | | |
d125 | Great Architect of heaven and earth | | | | | | | |
d126 | Great Father of each perfect gift | | | | | | | |
d127 | Great God, attend, while Zion sings [children sing] [here we sing] | | | | | | | |
d128 | Great God, I own thy sentence just | | | | | | | |
d129 | Great is the Lord, his works [acts] of might | | | | | | | |
d130 | Great Source of being and of love | | | | | | | |
d131 | Great was the day, the joy was great | | | | | | | |
d132 | Hail the blest morn when [see] the great Mediator | | | | | | | |
d133 | Hail the day so long expected, Hail the year | | | | | | | |
d134 | Hail the day that saw him rise | | | | | | | |
d135 | Hail, thou once despised Jesus | | | | | | | |
d136 | Happy the heart where graces reign | | | | | | | |
d137 | Hark, from the tomb [tombs] a doleful [warning] [mournful] sound | | | | | | | |
d138 | Hark, listen to the trumpeters They sound for volunteers | | | | | | | |
d139 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
d140 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
d141 | Hasten, O Lord, the latter day | | | | | | | |
d142 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
d143 | Hear the royal proclamation, the glad tidings | | | | | | | |
d144 | Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims | | | | | | | |
d145 | Hearts of stone, relent, relent | | | | | | | |
d146 | Here in the presence of our God | | | | | | | |
d147 | Here stands a barren tree | | | | | | | |
d148 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
d149 | How can I sink with such a prop | | | | | | | |
d150 | How did my heart rejoice to hear | | | | | | | |
d151 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d152 | How great, how solemn is the work | | | | | | | |
d153 | How happy and blessed am I | | | | | | | |
d154 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
d155 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
d156 | How pleasant 'tis to see | | | | | | | |
d157 | How pleased and blest was I | | | | | | | |
d158 | How shall the young secure their hearts | | | | | | | |
d159 | How sweet and awful [holy] [sacred] is the place | | | | | | | |
d160 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d161 | How sweet to reflect on the [those] joys that await me [us] | | | | | | | |
d162 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
d163 | How tranquil this moment | | | | | | | |
d164 | How vain are all things here below | | | | | | | |
d165 | Humble souls, who [that] seek salvation | | | | | | | |
d166 | I hate the tempter and his charms | | | | | | | |
d167 | I have fought the good fight | | | | | | | |
d168 | I know that my Redeemer lives, what comfort this | | | | | | | |
d169 | I love the Lord, he heard my cries | | | | | | | |
d170 | I love the sons of grace | | | | | | | |
d171 | I send the joys of earth away | | | | | | | |
d172 | I thirst, but not as once I did | | | | | | | |
d173 | I waited patient for the Lord | | | | | | | |
d174 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
d175 | If life's pleasures charm [cheer] thee [you], give them not thy [your] heart | | | | | | | |
d176 | I'll praise my Maker with my [while I've] [whilst I've] breath | | | | | | | |
d177 | I'll sing a song which [that] doth belong | | | | | | | |
d178 | I'm glad I ever saw the day | | | | | | | |
d179 | I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
d180 | In evil long I took delight | | | | | | | |
d181 | In Jordan's tide [waves] the Baptist [prophet] stands | | | | | | | |
d182 | Is there ambition in my heart | | | | | | | |
d183 | Is this the kind return | | | | | | | |
d184 | I've listed [enlisted] in the holy war | | | | | | | |
d185 | Jerusalem, my happy home, O how I long for thee | | | | | | | |
d186 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d187 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
d188 | Jesus Christ has [hath] power alone | | | | | | | |
d189 | Jesus, dear Lord, we bless thy [his] name | | | | | | | |
d190 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
d191 | Jesus, let not thy grace delay | | | | | | | |
d192 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d193 | Jesus, our Lord, ascend thy throne | | | | | | | |
d194 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
d195 | Jesus, the Conqueror, reigns | | | | | | | |
d196 | Jesus, thy blessings are not few | | | | | | | |
d197 | Jesus, to every willing mind | | | | | | | |
d198 | Jesus, we love thy name | | | | | | | |
d199 | Join all who love the Savior's name | | | | | | | |
d200 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |