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d1 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
d2 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d3 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d4 | Almighty love inspire My heart [soul] with sacred fire [pure desire] | | | | | | | |
d5 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d6 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d7 | Among the Judah [Jewish] captives [nation], One Daniel | | | | | | | |
d8 | And am I born to die | | | | | | | |
d9 | And am I only born to die | | | | | | | |
d10 | And let this feeble body fail | | | | | | | |
d11 | And must I be to judgment brought | | | | | | | |
d12 | And must this body die | | | | | | | |
d13 | And now, my soul another year | | | | | | | |
d14 | Approach, my soul, the mercy seat | | | | | | | |
d15 | Arise, my soul, to Pisgah's height | | | | | | | |
d16 | Awaked by Sinai's awful sound | | | | | | | |
d17 | Be it my only wisdom here | | | | | | | |
d18 | Before Jehovah's awful throne | | | | | | | |
d19 | Behold the lofty sky | | | | | | | |
d20 | Behold the Savior at the [thy] door | | | | | | | |
d21 | Behold the Savior of mankind | | | | | | | |
d22 | Blest are the undefiled in heart | | | | | | | |
d23 | Brethren, we have met to worship, and adore the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
d24 | Come, all ye [you] wandering [mourning] [Christian], pilgrims dear | | | | | | | |
d25 | Come all ye [you] Zion travelers | | | | | | | |
d26 | Come all you mourning pilgrims, that [who] feel | | | | | | | |
d27 | Come brethren and sisters, that [who] love my [our] dear Lord | | | | | | | |
d28 | Come, brethren, ye [we] that [who] love the Lord | | | | | | | |
d29 | Come friends and relations let us [come] join heart and hand | | | | | | | |
d30 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
d31 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
d32 | Come, my Christian friends and brethren | | | | | | | |
d33 | Come, my soul, and let us try, For a little season | | | | | | | |
d34 | Come, O thou traveller unknown | | | | | | | |
d35 | Come, saints and sing to Christ our King | | | | | | | |
d36 | Come, saints and sinners, hear me tell | | | | | | | |
d37 | Come sinners to the gospel feast | | | | | | | |
d38 | Come sisters and brothers that [who] love one another | | | | | | | |
d39 | Come, think on death and judgment | | | | | | | |
d40 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d41 | Come, we [ye] [you] that love the Lord indeed | | | | | | | |
d42 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
d43 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d44 | Dark and thorny [stormy] is the desert | | | | | | | |
d45 | Day of judgment, day of wonders | | | | | | | |
d46 | Dear Lord, and will [has] thy pardoning love | | | | | | | |
d47 | Death! He [it] is the king of terror [terrors], And a terror to all kings | | | | | | | |
d48 | Farewell, dear friend [friends], I must be gone | | | | | | | |
d49 | From Egypt lately freed [fled] | | | | | | | |
d50 | From the regions of love, lo, an angel descended | | | | | | | |
d51 | Go, read the third of Matthew | | | | | | | |
d52 | Great God, attend to my complaint | | | | | | | |
d53 | Hail the blest morn when [see] the great Mediator | | | | | | | |
d54 | Hark, from the tomb [tombs] a doleful [warning] [mournful] sound | | | | | | | |
d55 | Hark, listen to the trumpeters They call for volunteers | | | | | | | |
d56 | Haste [Hasten], [O] sinner [sinners] [now] to be wise | | | | | | | |
d57 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
d58 | Hear the royal proclamation, the glad tidings | | | | | | | |
d59 | Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims | | | | | | | |
d60 | Hearken ye sprightly and attend ye gay [vain] ones | | | | | | | |
d61 | Holy God, and hast thou sent | | | | | | | |
d62 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
d63 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d64 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
d65 | How happy [happy's] every child of grace, who [that] feels [knows] his sins forgiven | | | | | | | |
d66 | How happy is the pilgrim's lot | | | | | | | |
d67 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
d68 | How sad our state [fate] by nature is | | | | | | | |
d69 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d70 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
d71 | I want a heart to pray | | | | | | | |
d72 | I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
d73 | In all my Lord's appointed ways | | | | | | | |
d74 | In evil long I took delight | | | | | | | |
d75 | Into thy gracious hands I fall | | | | | | | |
d76 | I've listed [enlisted] in the holy war | | | | | | | |
d77 | Jerusalem, my happy home, O how I long for thee | | | | | | | |
d78 | Jesus accept the praise | | | | | | | |
d79 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d80 | Jesus came into the world, and suffered | | | | | | | |
d81 | Jesus, great Shepherd of the [thy] sheep | | | | | | | |
d82 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d83 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
d84 | Know then [this] that every soul [one] is free | | | | | | | |
d85 | Let Christians all agree | | | | | | | |
d86 | Let every mortal ear attend | | | | | | | |
d87 | Let thy Kingdom, blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
d88 | Life is the time to serve the Lord | | | | | | | |
d89 | Lift up your hearts, Immanuel's friends | | | | | | | |
d90 | Lord, I am vile, conceived in sin | | | | | | | |
d91 | Lord, I have made thy word my choice | | | | | | | |
d92 | Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high | | | | | | | |
d93 | Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray | | | | | | | |
d94 | Lord, what a feeble piece | | | | | | | |
d95 | Lord, when together here we meet | | | | | | | |
d96 | May I, through this day of thine Be in thy spirit, Lord | | | | | | | |
d97 | My former hopes are dead [fled], my terror now begins | | | | | | | |
d98 | My God, how endless [lasting] is thy love | | | | | | | |
d99 | My God, the spring of all my joys | | | | | | | |
d100 | My gracious Redeemer I [I'll] love | | | | | | | |