# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d301 | Lord, thou hast searched, and seen me [us] through | | | | | | | |
d302 | Lord, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand | | | | | | | |
d303 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
d304 | Lord, we confess our numerous faults | | | | | | | |
d305 | Lord, what a feeble piece | | | | | | | |
d306 | Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I | | | | | | | |
d307 | Lord, what is man, extremes how wide | | | | | | | |
d308 | Lord, when I read the traitor's doom | | | | | | | |
d309 | Lord, when we see a saint of thine | | | | | | | |
d310 | Lord, where shall guilty souls retire | | | | | | | |
d311 | Lord, with a grieved and aching heart | | | | | | | |
d312 | Loud let the tuneful trumpet sound | | | | | | | |
d313 | Man has a soul of vast desires | | | | | | | |
d314 | Mercy, O thou Son of David | | | | | | | |
d315 | Methinks the last great day is come | | | | | | | |
d316 | Mistaken souls, that [who] dream of heaven | | | | | | | |
d317 | Mortals, awake, with angels join | | | | | | | |
d318 | Must friends and kindred droop and die | | | | | | | |
d319 | My Captain sounds the alarm of war | | | | | | | |
d320 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
d321 | My drowsy powers, why sleep ye [you] so | | | | | | | |
d322 | My God, accept my early vows | | | | | | | |
d323 | My God, how endless [lasting] is thy love | | | | | | | |
d324 | My God, how excellent thy grace | | | | | | | |
d325 | My God, I bow before thy feet | | | | | | | |
d326 | My God, my [mine] everlasting hope, I live upon thy truth | | | | | | | |
d327 | My God, permit me [us] not to be a stranger | | | | | | | |
d328 | My God, permit my tongue this joy, to call thee mine | | | | | | | |
d329 | My God the covenant of thy love abides forever sure | | | | | | | |
d330 | My God, the spring of all my joys | | | | | | | |
d331 | My harp untuned, and laid aside | | | | | | | |
d332 | My helper God I bless his [thy] name | | | | | | | |
d333 | My never ceasing song [songs] shall show | | | | | | | |
d334 | My Savior, my almighty Friend | | | | | | | |
d335 | My sorrows, like a flood | | | | | | | |
d336 | My soul doth magnify the Lord, My spirit doth | | | | | | | |
d337 | My soul forsakes her [each] vain delight | | | | | | | |
d338 | My soul lies cleaving to the dust, Lord, give me | | | | | | | |
d339 | My soul, repeat His praise Whose mercies are so | | | | | | | |
d340 | My times of sorrow and of joy Great God, are in | | | | | | | |
d341 | Naked as from the earth we came | | | | | | | |
d342 | Nature with open volume stands | | | | | | | |
d343 | No, I'll repine at death no more | | | | | | | |
d344 | No more, dear Savior, will I boast | | | | | | | |
d345 | No more, my God, I boast no more, Of all the duties I have done | | | | | | | |
d346 | Nor eye hath seen nor ear hath heard | | | | | | | |
d347 | Not all the nobles of the earth who boast the honors of their birth | | | | | | | |
d348 | Not different food nor different dress, Compose the kindgom of our Lord | | | | | | | |
d349 | Not to condemn the sons of men did Christ the son | | | | | | | |
d350 | Not to the terrors of the Lord the tempest fire and smoke | | | | | | | |
d351 | Not with our mortal eyes have we beheld the Lord | | | | | | | |
d352 | Now begin the heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
d353 | Now by the bowels [mercies] of my [our] God [Lord] | | | | | | | |
d354 | Now far above these [the] starry skies | | | | | | | |
d355 | Now from the altar of my heart [our hearts] | | | | | | | |
d356 | Now in the heat [flush] of youthful blood | | | | | | | |
d357 | Now let our mournful song [songs] record | | | | | | | |
d358 | Now let our mourning [drooping] hearts revive | | | | | | | |
d359 | Now let our souls, on wings sublime | | | | | | | |
d360 | Now let our voices join | | | | | | | |
d361 | Now, Lord, inspire the preacher's heart | | | | | | | |
d362 | Now shall my inward joys arise, and burst | | | | | | | |
d363 | Now to the Lord a noble [joyful] song | | | | | | | |
d364 | Now to the Lord, that [who] makes [made] us know | | | | | | | |
d365 | Now we are met in holy fear to hear the happy saints | | | | | | | |
d366 | O blessed souls are they | | | | | | | |
d367 | O for a heart to praise and pray | | | | | | | |
d368 | O for a shout of sacred joy | | | | | | | |
d369 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d370 | O for an overcoming faith | | | | | | | |
d371 | O for the wings of the bright early morning | | | | | | | |
d372 | O God, my Sun, thy blissful rays | | | | | | | |
d373 | O God of mercy, hear my [our] call | | | | | | | |
d374 | O God, thou bottomless abyss | | | | | | | |
d375 | O Lord, another day [week] has [is] flown | | | | | | | |
d376 | O Lord, my best desire [desires] fulfill | | | | | | | |
d377 | O Lord my God, whose sovereign love | | | | | | | |
d378 | O Lord, our languid souls inspire | | | | | | | |
d379 | O Lord, thou God of all my joys | | | | | | | |
d380 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
d381 | O thou to whom the grateful song | | | | | | | |
d382 | O what a cruel wretch am I to leave my Jesus so | | | | | | | |
d383 | O what stupendous mercy shines | | | | | | | |
d384 | O with what pleasure we behold | | | | | | | |
d385 | O'er the [those] gloomy hills of darkness | | | | | | | |
d386 | Of all the joys we mortals [which creatures] know | | | | | | | |
d387 | Oft have I turned my eye [eyes] within | | | | | | | |
d388 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d389 | On us, oppressed beneath thy stroke | | | | | | | |
d390 | On whom the Lord has placed his love | | | | | | | |
d391 | Once more, my soul, the rising day salutes thy waking eyes | | | | | | | |
d392 | ôTis finished, so the Savior cried, and meekly | | | | | | | |
d393 | Our land, O Lord, with songs of praise | | | | | | | |
d394 | Our Lord is risen from the dead, Our Jesus [Savior] is gone | | | | | | | |
d395 | Our Savior's bleeding sacrifice | | | | | | | |
d396 | Out of the deeps of long distress | | | | | | | |
d397 | Plunged in a [the] gulf of dark [deep] despair | | | | | | | |
d398 | Praise ye the Lord, exalt his name | | | | | | | |
d399 | Praise ye the Lord, my heart shall join in work so pleasant | | | | | | | |
d400 | Proclaim, saith Christ, my wondrous grace | | | | | | | |