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102 | And is the gospel peace and love? | | | | | | | |
103 | Behold, where in a mortal form | | | | | | | |
104 | On Tabor's top the Saviour stands | | | | | | | |
105 | O Lord, when faith with fixed eyes | | | | | | | |
106 | Tis midnight—and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
107 | From whence these dire portents round | | | | | | | |
108 | And did the Holy and the Just | | | | | | | |
109 | Behold the sin-atoning Lamb | | | | | | | |
110 | Behold the Saviour of mankind | | | | | | | |
111 | Stretched on the cross the Saviour dies | | | | | | | |
112 | Sinners rejoice, 'tis Christ that died; | | | | | | | |
113 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
114 | 'Tis finished, the conflict is past | | | | | | | |
115 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
116 | Blest morning, whose young dawning rays | | | | | | | |
117 | Christ the Lord is ris'n to-day | | | | | | | |
118 | Yes, the Redeemer rose | | | | | | | |
119 | When I the lonely tomb survey | | | | | | | |
120 | I know that my Redeemer lives | | | | | | | |
121 | Angels! roll the rock away! | | | | | | | |
122 | Our Lord is risen from the dead | | | | | | | |
123 | Hail the day that saw him rise | | | | | | | |
124 | It is the voice of love divine | | | | | | | |
125 | Now let us raise our cheerful strains | | | | | | | |
126 | Beyond the glitt'ering, starry skies | | | | | | | |
127 | Jesus, our souls' delightful choice | | | | | | | |
128 | He lives! the great Redeemer lives! | | | | | | | |
129 | Awake, sweet gratitude and sing | | | | | | | |
130 | Well, the Redeemer's gone | | | | | | | |
131 | We bless the Prophet of the Lord | | | | | | | |
132 | Join all the glorious names | | | | | | | |
133 | A good High Priest is come | | | | | | | |
134 | Let us awake our joys | | | | | | | |
135 | Eternal Spirit! we confess | | | | | | | |
136 | Great was the day, the joy was great | | | | | | | |
137 | Dear Lord, and shall thy Spirit rest | | | | | | | |
138 | Gracious Spirit, love divine! | | | | | | | |
139 | He's come, let every knee be bent | | | | | | | |
140 | Why should the children of a king | | | | | | | |
141 | Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
142 | Come, Holy Spirit, come | | | | | | | |
143 | Blest Comforter divine | | | | | | | |
144 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove | | | | | | | |
145 | Shout, for the blessed Jesus reigns | | | | | | | |
146 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
147 | Triumphant Zion, lift thy head | | | | | | | |
148 | Lord, in those dark and dismal days | | | | | | | |
149 | O Zion! afflicted with wave upon wave | | | | | | | |
150 | Hear what God the Lord hath spoken | | | | | | | |
151 | Bright as the sun's meridian blaze | | | | | | | |
152 | O'er the gloomy hills of darkness | | | | | | | |
153 | Gird thy sword on, mighty Saviour | | | | | | | |
154 | Father of faithful Abr'am, hear | | | | | | | |
155 | Ascend thy throne, almighty King | | | | | | | |
156 | O Zion, tune thy voice | | | | | | | |
157 | Rejoice, ye nations of the world | | | | | | | |
158 | Look up ye saints with sweet surprise | | | | | | | |
159 | Hark, the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
160 | Let every mortal ear attend | | | | | | | |
161 | Let us adore the grace that seeks | | | | | | | |
162 | Sinners, obey the gospel word | | | | | | | |
163 | Sinners, the voice of God regard | | | | | | | |
164 | Why will ye lavish out your years | | | | | | | |
165 | Come weary soul, with sins distrest | | | | | | | |
166 | Ye dying sons of men | | | | | | | |
167 | The Saviour calls—let ev'ry ear attend | | | | | | | |
168 | Ho, everyone that thirsts, draw nigh | | | | | | | |
169 | O what amazing words of grace | | | | | | | |
170 | What language now salutes the ear | | | | | | | |
171 | Now is the accepted time | | | | | | | |
172 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
173 | Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan | | | | | | | |
174 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
175 | Did ever one of Adam's race | | | | | | | |
176 | Hail, mighty Jesus! how divine | | | | | | | |
177 | On the brink of fiery ruin | | | | | | | |
178 | Sinners, this solemn truth regard | | | | | | | |
179 | Attend, while God's exalted Son | | | | | | | |
180 | Not all the outward forms on earth | | | | | | | |
181 | Awak'd by Sinai's awful sound, | | | | | | | |
182 | Can aught beneath a power divine | | | | | | | |
183 | Dear Saviour we are thine, By everlasting | | | | | | | |
184 | Lord, thy imputed righteousness | | | | | | | |
185 | Vain are the hopes the sons of men | | | | | | | |
186 | Wherewith O Lord, shall I draw near | | | | | | | |
187 | By faith in Christ we're justified | | | | | | | |
188 | No more, my God, I boast no more | | | | | | | |
189 | Behold what wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
190 | Sov'reign of all the worlds on high | | | | | | | |
191 | Blessed are the sons of God | | | | | | | |
192 | Not all the nobles of the earth | | | | | | | |
193 | Our heav'nly Father calls, | | | | | | | |
194 | My rising soul, with strong desires | | | | | | | |
195 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
196 | God of all pow'r, and truth, and grace, | | | | | | | |
197 | Where shall we sinners hide our heads? | | | | | | | |
198 | Not the malicious or profane | | | | | | | |
199 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
200 | Rejoice, believer, in the Lord | | | | | | | |
201 | To God I cried when, troubles rose | | | | | | | |