The Millennial Chorister

#	Text	Tune
d1	A holy quiet reigns around
d2	An angel whispered
d3	And can I yet delay
d4	And guard me with a watchful eye
d5	Angels from the realms of glory
d6	Arise ye saints, arise, the Lord our leader is
d7	Awake, and sing the song of Moses and the Lamb
d8	Away, my needless fears
d9	Behold the glories of the Lamb, Amidst [amid] his father's throne
d10	Behold the throne of grace
d11	Blest are the sons of peace
d12	Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love
d13	By cool Siloam's shady rill
d14	Children of the heavenly king as we journey
d15	Come on, my partners in distress
d16	Come sound his praise [name] abroad, And hymns
d17	Come thou fount of every blessing
d18	Come to Calvary's holy mountain, Sinners ruined by the fall
d19	Come, ye that love the Savior's name
d20	Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish
d21	Ere mountains reared their forms sublime
d22	Eternal source of every joy
d23	Far from the [these] narrow [gloomy] scenes of night [life]
d24	Farewell conflicting hopes and fears
d25	Farewell, dear friends, I must be gone
d26	Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast
d27	From every stormy wind [sense] that blows
d28	From Greenland's icy mountains
d29	Grace all the work shall crown
d30	Grace first contrived a way
d31	Grace taught my roving feet
d32	Grace, 'tis a charming [cheering] [joyful] [pleasing] sound
d33	Gracious Redeemer, shake this slumber
d34	Great God, now condescend
d35	Great God, what do I [we] see and hear
d36	Great is the Lord our God
d37	Guide me, O thou great Jehovah
d38	Hark, the notes of angels singing
d39	Hark, the voice of love and mercy
d40	Hark, what mean those holy voices
d41	Head of the church, thy care we bless
d42	Head of thy [the] church triumphant
d43	Hear what God the Lord hath [has] spoken
d44	Holy as thou O lord [God] is [are] [there's] none
d45	How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
d46	How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours
d47	I love to steal awhile away
d48	I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay
d49	Inured to poverty and pain
d50	Jerusalem, my happy home
d51	Jesus, and shall it ever be
d52	Jesus, I fain would find
d53	Jesus, where'er thy people meet
d54	Let every mortal ear attend
d55	Life's labor done, as sinks the clay
d56	Lord, I believe Thy every word
d57	Lord, I delight in thee, And on thy care depend
d58	Lord, if thou hast bestowed On me this gracious fear
d59	Man dieth and wasteth away
d60	My rest [home] is in heaven [Eden], my rest [home] is not here
d61	My Shepherd's mighty [gracious] aid
d62	None is like Jeshurun's God
d63	Not heaven's wide range of hallowed space
d64	O for a closer walk with God
d65	O for a glance of heavenly day
d66	O speak that word again
d67	O that my load of sin were [was] gone
d68	O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight
d69	O thou whose mercy hears
d70	O what amazing words of grace Are in the gospel found
d71	O where shall rest be found
d72	O why should gloomy thoughts arise
d73	Of him who did salvation bring I could for ever think and sing
d74	On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye
d75	Out of the depths of woe
d76	Peace, troubled soul, thou needest [need'st] not fear
d77	Return, my soul, unto thy rest
d78	Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee
d79	Roll on, thou mighty ocean, And as thy billows
d80	See, from his head, his hands, his feet
d81	Sing of his dying love
d82	Sing we the song of those who stand
d83	Sinner [sinners], the voice of God regard
d84	Sinners, come, let's fly to Jesus
d85	Sister, thou wast [wert] mild and lovely
d86	So fades a summer cloud
d87	Soon shall we hear him say
d88	Sweet is the prayer, whose holy stream
d89	The gospel, O what endless charms
d90	The Lord my pasture shall prepare, and feed me with a shepherd's care
d91	The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears
d92	The nations of the earth
d93	The spacious firmament on high
d94	There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins]
d95	There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign
d96	There shall each raptured tongue
d97	There's a Friend above all others, well deserves
d98	There's not a tint that paints the rose
d99	This is the day the Lord hath [has] made, He calls
d100	Thou, Lord of life, whose tender care