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d1 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
d2 | A city appears to our view | | | | | | | |
d3 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d4 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d5 | And let our feeble bodies fail | | | | | | | |
d6 | And must I be to judgment brought | | | | | | | |
d7 | And when the last loud trumpet | | | | | | | |
d8 | And will the Judge descend [ascend] | | | | | | | |
d9 | Arise and shine, O Zion fair | | | | | | | |
d10 | Awake, and sing the song of Moses and the Lamb | | | | | | | |
d11 | Awake, ye saints, and raise [lift] your eyes | | | | | | | |
d12 | Away with our sorrow and fear | | | | | | | |
d13 | Before Jehovah's awful throne | | | | | | | |
d14 | Behold with awful pomp | | | | | | | |
d15 | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
d16 | By faith we find the place above | | | | | | | |
d17 | Christian, arise in armor arrayed | | | | | | | |
d18 | Come, all ye sons of Zion | | | | | | | |
d19 | Come brethren dear, and sisters | | | | | | | |
d20 | Come Holy Ghost, our [my] [these] heart [hearts] inspire, Let us thy influence prove | | | | | | | |
d21 | Come, let us anew our journey pursue, Roll round | | | | | | | |
d22 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
d23 | Come, my Way, my Truth, my Life | | | | | | | |
d24 | Comfort, ye ministers of grace | | | | | | | |
d25 | Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness | | | | | | | |
d26 | Day of judgment, day of wonders | | | | | | | |
d27 | Father of all, in whom alone | | | | | | | |
d28 | Father of mercies, in thy [your] word | | | | | | | |
d29 | From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies | | | | | | | |
d30 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d31 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
d32 | Great God, what do I [we] see and hear | | | | | | | |
d33 | Great God, whose universal sway | | | | | | | |
d34 | Hail, sacred truth, whose piercing rays | | | | | | | |
d35 | Hail to the Lord's anointed | | | | | | | |
d36 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
d37 | Hark, that shout [sound] of rapturous joy [rapture high] | | | | | | | |
d38 | Hark, the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
d39 | Hark, 'tis the warlike clarion | | | | | | | |
d40 | He comes, he comes, the judge severe | | | | | | | |
d41 | Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims | | | | | | | |
d42 | Holy Bible, book divine, Precious treasure, thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d43 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
d44 | How happy are the little flock | | | | | | | |
d45 | How happy is the pilgrim's lot | | | | | | | |
d46 | How long shall death, the tyrant, reign | | | | | | | |
d47 | How pleasant 'tis to see | | | | | | | |
d48 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
d49 | How sweet to reflect on the [those] joys that await me [us] | | | | | | | |
d50 | I know that my Redeemer lives, and ever prays for me | | | | | | | |
d51 | I long to behold him arrayed with glory | | | | | | | |
d52 | In expectation sweet | | | | | | | |
d53 | Inspirer of the ancient seers | | | | | | | |
d54 | Jerusalem, Jerusalem, Zion shall yet arise | | | | | | | |
d55 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
d56 | Jesus, my Savior and my Lord, To thee I lift | | | | | | | |
d57 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
d58 | Leader of faithful souls, and Guide | | | | | | | |
d59 | Life is a span, a fleeting hour | | | | | | | |
d60 | Lift your heads, ye friends of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d61 | Light of the world, shine on our souls | | | | | | | |
d62 | Lo he comes with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
d63 | Lo what a glorious sight appears | | | | | | | |
d64 | May I, throughout this day of thine | | | | | | | |
d65 | Nor eye hath seen nor ear hath heard | | | | | | | |
d66 | Now Jesus, our King, reigns triumphantly glorious | | | | | | | |
d67 | O glorious hope of perfect [heavenly] love | | | | | | | |
d68 | O God, mine inmost soul convert | | | | | | | |
d69 | O Savior, is thy promise fled? No longer might thy grace endure | | | | | | | |
d70 | O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
d71 | O tell me no more of this [the] world's vain [vain world's] store | | | | | | | |
d72 | O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above | | | | | | | |
d73 | O [When] thou my righteous Judge shall [shalt] come | | | | | | | |
d74 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d75 | Our Lord is risen from the dead, Our Jesus [Savior] is gone | | | | | | | |
d76 | Rejoice, the Lord is King, Your God [Lord] and King adore | | | | | | | |
d77 | Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest | | | | | | | |
d78 | Righteous God, whose vengeful vials | | | | | | | |
d79 | Shall I for fear of feeble man | | | | | | | |
d80 | Sing to the Lord, who loud proclaims | | | | | | | |
d81 | Sing, ye redeemed [ransomed] of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d82 | Sinners, the call obey | | | | | | | |
d83 | Speak often to each other | | | | | | | |
d84 | Stand the omnipotent decree | | | | | | | |
d85 | Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King | | | | | | | |
d86 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
d87 | The angel comes, he comes to reap | | | | | | | |
d88 | The chariot, the chariot, its wheels roll [in] fire | | | | | | | |
d89 | The counsels of redeeming grace | | | | | | | |
d90 | The fields are all white and the harvest is near | | | | | | | |
d91 | The great archangel's trump shall sound | | | | | | | |
d92 | The Lord has promised good to me | | | | | | | |
d93 | The Lord of hosts is on my side | | | | | | | |
d94 | The Lord shall [will] come, the earth shall [will] quake | | | | | | | |
d95 | The Lord, the Judge, before his throne | | | | | | | |
d96 | The morning flowers display their sweets | | | | | | | |
d97 | The pleasures of earth I have seen fade away | | | | | | | |
d98 | The Savior comes by ancient bards foretold | | | | | | | |
d99 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
d100 | These glorious minds [ones], how bright they shine | | | | | | | |