# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
801 | Blood has a voice to pierce the skies | | | | | | | |
802 | The true Messiah now appears | | | | | | | |
803 | ôTis finished, so the Savior cried, and meekly | | | | | | | |
804 | My Savior, on Mount Calvary | | | | | | | |
805 | What object' this that meet my eyes | | | | | | | |
806 | Infinite grief, amazing woe | | | | | | | |
807 | I sing my Savior's wondrous death | | | | | | | |
808 | And can it be that I should gain [claim] | | | | | | | |
809 | By faith my Christ I now behold | | | | | | | |
810 | Hosanna [Hosannas] to the Prince of light | | | | | | | |
811 | The Lord is risen indeed | | | | | | | |
812 | Christ the [our] Lord is [has] risen today, [Alleluia] [Sons of men] | | | | | | | |
813 | Rejoice, the Savior reigns Among the sons of men | | | | | | | |
814 | Yes, the Redeemer rose [lives]; The Savior left the dead | | | | | | | |
815 | Christians, dismiss your fear [fears], let hope and joy succeed | | | | | | | |
816 | Hark, the notes of angels singing | | | | | | | |
817 | Lord, when thou didst ascend on high | | | | | | | |
818 | I know that my Redeemer lives, and ever prays for me | | | | | | | |
819 | Jesus, our Lord, ascend thy throne | | | | | | | |
820 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
821 | Jesus, the Spring of joys divine | | | | | | | |
822 | O Jesus, to tell of thy love | | | | | | | |
823 | Jesus, thy blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
824 | Deep are the wounds which [that] sin has [hath] made | | | | | | | |
825 | Jesus, how precious is thy name | | | | | | | |
826 | I am, saith Christ, the Way | | | | | | | |
827 | In duties and in sufferings too | | | | | | | |
828 | Jesus, in thee our eyes behold | | | | | | | |
829 | Come, let us here rejoice to raise | | | | | | | |
830 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
831 | Raise your triumphant songs | | | | | | | |
832 | Behold the glories of the Lamb, Amidst [amid] his father's throne | | | | | | | |
833 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
834 | Heal us, Immanuel, here we are [stand] | | | | | | | |
835 | If life's pleasures charm [cheer] thee [you], give them not thy [your] heart | | | | | | | |
836 | At anchor laid, remote from home | | | | | | | |
837 | Father of our dying Lord | | | | | | | |
838 | Stay, thou insulted [long suffering] Spirit | | | | | | | |
839 | Though I have grieved thy Spirit, Lord | | | | | | | |
840 | Let songs of praises fill the sky | | | | | | | |
841 | Encompassed with clouds of distress | | | | | | | |
842 | Great God, to thee I'll make | | | | | | | |
843 | Whatever prompts the soul to pride | | | | | | | |
844 | Since through the heaven-inspired lines | | | | | | | |
845 | By whom was David taught | | | | | | | |
846 | Lost in the ruins of the fall | | | | | | | |
847 | Mercy is welcome news indeed | | | | | | | |
848 | Though trouble assail us, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
849 | The God of Abraham praise, who reigns enthroned | | | | | | | |
850 | Come on, my partners in distress | | | | | | | |
851 | Ah why should this immortal mind | | | | | | | |
852 | Thou hidden love of God, whose height | | | | | | | |
853 | Bright scenes of bliss | | | | | | | |
854 | What though my frail eyelids refuse | | | | | | | |
855 | Almighty father of mankind | | | | | | | |
856 | Ah, give me, Lord, the single eye | | | | | | | |
857 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
858 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
859 | I love to see the Lord below | | | | | | | |
860 | Arise, my soul, on wings sublime | | | | | | | |
861 | Am I an Isr'lite indeed | | | | | | | |
862 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
863 | When earthly comforts die | | | | | | | |
864 | I send the joys of earth away | | | | | | | |
865 | I ask not for honor, pomp or praise | | | | | | | |
866 | Yes, I will bless thee, O my God | | | | | | | |
867 | What thousands never knew the road | | | | | | | |
868 | Long have I tried terrestrial joys | | | | | | | |
869 | Wandering pilgrim [pilgrims], mourning Christian [Christians] | | | | | | | |
870 | When for [the] eternal [heavenly] world [worlds] I [we] steer | | | | | | | |
871 | O thou who diest the mourner's tear | | | | | | | |
872 | Once I thought my mountain strong | | | | | | | |
873 | Stand up, my soul [our souls], shake off thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
874 | Grace, like an uncorrupted seed | | | | | | | |
875 | Oft as I look [looked] upon the road That leads to yonder blest abode | | | | | | | |
876 | My drowsy powers, why sleep ye [you] so | | | | | | | |
877 | Mid [midst] scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
878 | My soul lies cleaving to the dust, Lord, give me | | | | | | | |
879 | Return, O God of love, return | | | | | | | |
880 | When on Sinai's top I see | | | | | | | |
881 | Sing, all ye ransomed of the Lord | | | | | | | |
882 | The saints should never be dismayed | | | | | | | |
883 | Let Christians all agree | | | | | | | |
884 | Happiness, thou lovely name | | | | | | | |
885 | God of my [our] life, to [on] thee I [we] call | | | | | | | |
886 | O thou whose mercy guides my way | | | | | | | |
887 | Forever blessed be the Lord, my Savior | | | | | | | |
888 | Awake, ye saints, awake and watch | | | | | | | |
889 | Speak, Lord, to each of us this day | | | | | | | |
890 | O, may our ardent zeal employ | | | | | | | |
891 | Lord of the worlds above, How pleasant and how fair | | | | | | | |
892 | Lord, how delightful 'tis to see A whole assembly worship thee | | | | | | | |
893 | Lamb of God, whose bleeding [dying] love | | | | | | | |
894 | My God, permit me [us] not to be a stranger | | | | | | | |
895 | Thine earthly Sabbath [Sabbaths], Lord we love | | | | | | | |
896 | Hail, thou happy morn, so glorious | | | | | | | |
897 | Lo God is here let us adore | | | | | | | |
898 | 'Tis God the spirit leads | | | | | | | |
899 | To him who on the fatal tree | | | | | | | |
900 | Come, thou soul transforming Spirit | | | | | | | |