# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
100 | Jesus is all the world to me | | | | | | | |
101 | I've found a Friend, oh, such a Friend! | | | | | | | |
102 | O come, O come, Emmanuel | | | | | | | |
103 | Thou didst leave Thy throne and Thy kingly crown | | | | | | | |
104 | Joy to the world! the Lord is come | | | | | | | |
105 | O come, all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant | | | | | | | |
106 | Hark, the herald angels sing | | | | | | | |
107 | Angels we have heard on high | | | | | | | |
108 | Angels, from the realms of glory | | | | | | | |
109 | It came upon the midnight clear | | | | | | | |
110 | Life up your heads, ye mighty gates | | | | | | | |
111 | Silent night! holy night! All is calm, all is bright | | | | | | | |
112 | There's a song in the air! | | | | | | | |
113 | God rest you merry, gentlemen | | | | | | | |
114 | The first Noel the angel did say | | | | | | | |
115 | While shepherds watch'd their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
116 | As with gladness men of old | | | | | | | |
117 | O little town of Bethlehem | | | | | | | |
118 | What Child is this, who, laid to rest | | | | | | | |
119 | Gentle Mary laid her Child | | | | | | | |
120 | Come with me, ye children | | | | | | | |
121 | Away in a manger, No crib for a bed | | | | | | | |
122 | Who is He is yonder stall | | | | | | | |
123 | Come, all ye shepherds, ye children of earth | | | | | | | |
124 | We three kings of Orient are | | | | | | | |
125 | A thousand years have come and gone | | | | | | | |
126 | Oh, teach me what it meaneth | | | | | | | |
127 | Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
128 | There's a wideness in God's mercy | | | | | | | |
129 | Alas! And did my Saviour bleed? | [Alas, and did my Saviour bleed?] | | | | | | |
130 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
131 | Not all the blood of beasts | | | | | | | |
132 | On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross | | | | | | | |
133 | Wounded for me, wounded for me | | | | | | | |
134 | Alas, and did my Saviour bleed? | [Alas, and did my Saviour bleed?] | | | | | | |
135 | My sins laid open to the rod | | | | | | | |
136 | O sacred Head, now wounded | | | | | | | |
137 | O Christ, what burdens bow'd Thy head? | | | | | | | |
138 | Have you read the story of the Cross | | | | | | | |
139 | Christ our Redeemer died on the cross | | | | | | | |
140 | Beneath the cross of Jesus | | | | | | | |
141 | There is a green hill far away | | | | | | | |
142 | Up Calv'ry's mountain one dreadful morn | | | | | | | |
143 | The strife is o'er, the battle done | | | | | | | |
144 | Far dearer than all that the world can impart | | | | | | | |
145 | Days are filled with sorrow and care | | | | | | | |
146 | I look at the cross upon Calvary | | | | | | | |
147 | Why did they nail Him to Calvary's tree? | | | | | | | |
148 | O listen to our wondrous story | | | | | | | |
149 | On the cross for me | | | | | | | |
150 | Where he may lead me I will go | | | | | | | |
151 | Behold the Man of Galilee | | | | | | | |
152 | In the cross of Christ I glory | | | | | | | |
153 | At the cross I was kneeling | [At the cross I was kneeling] | | | | | | |
154 | O Jesus, Saviour, I long to rest | | | | | | | |
155 | Years I spent in vanity and pride | | | | | | | |
156 | I stand all amazed in the love Jesus offers me | | | | | | | |
157 | I must needs go home by the way of the cross | | | | | | | |
158 | There was One who was willing to die in my stead | | | | | | | |
159 | I met Jesus at the foot of the cross | | | | | | | |
160 | Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing pow'r? | | | | | | | |
161 | Must Jesus bear the cross alone | | | | | | | |
162 | Lift up, lift up your voices now! | | | | | | | |
163 | I will sing of my Redeemer | | | | | | | |
164 | What can wash away my sin? | | | | | | | |
165 | He was wounded for our transgressions | | | | | | | |
166 | There is a Fountain opened for my cleansing | | | | | | | |
167 | No blood, no altar now | | | | | | | |
168 | Oh, now I see the cleansing wave! | | | | | | | |
169 | Would you be free from the burden of sin? | | | | | | | |
170 | Saved by the blood of the Crucified One! | | | | | | | |
171 | Blessed be the Fountain of blood | | | | | | | |
172 | Jesus, see me at Thy feet | | | | | | | |
173 | When they crucified my Saviour | | | | | | | |
174 | I know a fount where sins are wash'd away | | | | | | | |
175 | There is a fountain filled with blood | | | | | | | |
176 | Low in the grave he lay | | | | | | | |
177 | “Welcome, happy morning!” age to age shall say | | | | | | | |
178 | I know that my Redeemer lives And ever | | | | | | | |
179 | Christ the Lord is ris'n today, Alleluia! | | | | | | | |
180 | The day of resurrection! | | | | | | | |
181 | Golden harps are sounding | | | | | | | |
182 | Hail! Thou once despised Jesus! | | | | | | | |
183 | Rock of ages, cleft for me | | | | | | | |
184 | “Man of Sorrows!” what a name | | | | | | | |
185 | I hear the Saviour say | | | | | | | |
186 | And can it be that I should gain | | | | | | | |
187 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound | | | | | | | |
188 | O perfect life of love! | | | | | | | |
189 | Thou art the everlasting Word | | | | | | | |
190 | Rejoice, the Lord is King | | | | | | | |
191 | I know not when the Lord will come | | | | | | | |
192 | One day when heaven was filled with His praises | | | | | | | |
193 | God of eternity, Saviour and King | | | | | | | |
194 | Marvelous message we bring | | | | | | | |
195 | Look, ye saints! the sight is glorious | | | | | | | |
196 | The Saviour who loves me and suffered the loss | | | | | | | |
197 | Ask ye what great thing I know | | | | | | | |
198 | Lo, He comes, with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
199 | There's a light upon the mountains | | | | | | | |