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d1 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
d2 | A poor wayfaring man of grief Hath often crossed | | | | | | | |
d3 | Afflictions, though they seem severe | | | | | | | |
d4 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d5 | Alas what hourly dangers rise | | | | | | | |
d6 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d7 | Almighty God, thy piercing eye | | | | | | | |
d8 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d9 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d10 | And can I yet delay | | | | | | | |
d11 | And can my heart aspire so high | | | | | | | |
d12 | And let this feeble body fail | | | | | | | |
d13 | And must I part with all I have | | | | | | | |
d14 | And must this body die | | | | | | | |
d15 | And now another hour is past | | | | | | | |
d16 | And will the Judge descend [ascend] | | | | | | | |
d17 | Another six days' work is done | | | | | | | |
d18 | Approach, my soul, the mercy seat | | | | | | | |
d19 | Arise, my soul, arise, shake off | | | | | | | |
d20 | Assembled in our school once more | | | | | | | |
d21 | Awake, awake, your bed forsake | | | | | | | |
d22 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | | | |
d23 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d24 | Awake my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
d25 | Awake, our souls, away our fears | | | | | | | |
d26 | Awaked by Sinai's awful sound | | | | | | | |
d27 | Before Jehovah's awful throne | | | | | | | |
d28 | Begin my tongue some heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
d29 | Begone, unbelief, [for] my [our] Savior is near | | | | | | | |
d30 | Behold, the expected time draw [draws] near | | | | | | | |
d31 | Behold the morning sun | | | | | | | |
d32 | Behold what wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
d33 | Beset with cares on every hand | | | | | | | |
d34 | Blest are the sons of peace | | | | | | | |
d35 | Blest be the [that] dear uniting love | | | | | | | |
d36 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d37 | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
d38 | Brethren, we have met to worship, and adore the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
d39 | Broad is the road [stream] that leads to death [wrath] | | | | | | | |
d40 | Children of the heavenly king as we journey | | | | | | | |
d41 | Come all who would to glory go | | | | | | | |
d42 | Come every pious heart | | | | | | | |
d43 | Come, Holy Spirit, come, With energy divine | | | | | | | |
d44 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers | | | | | | | |
d45 | Come, let us anew our journey pursue, Roll round | | | | | | | |
d46 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
d47 | Come on, my fellow pilgrims, come | | | | | | | |
d48 | Come sound his praise [name] abroad, And hymns | | | | | | | |
d49 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d50 | Come to Jesus, trembling mourner | | | | | | | |
d51 | Come ye redeemed of the Lord, come and obey | | | | | | | |
d52 | Come, ye that love the Savior's name | | | | | | | |
d53 | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
d54 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
d55 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d56 | Dear Lord, and will [has] thy pardoning love | | | | | | | |
d57 | Dear refuge of my [the] weary soul, On thee, when sorows rise | | | | | | | |
d58 | Dear Shepherd of thy people here, Thy presence | | | | | | | |
d59 | Death cannot make our souls afraid, If God be with us there | | | | | | | |
d60 | Deep are the wounds which [that] sin has [hath] made | | | | | | | |
d61 | Depth of mercy, can there be, Mercy still reserved for me? | | | | | | | |
d62 | Dismiss us with Thy blessing, Lord, Help | | | | | | | |
d63 | Do not I love thee, O my Lord [God]? Behold my heart and see | | | | | | | |
d64 | Dread Sovereign, let my evening song | | | | | | | |
d65 | Drooping souls no longer grieve, Heaven | | | | | | | |
d66 | Early, my God, without delay | | | | | | | |
d67 | Earth has engrossed my love too long | | | | | | | |
d68 | Far from my [our] thoughts, vain world, be gone | | | | | | | |
d69 | Father, I long, I faint to see The place of thine abode | | | | | | | |
d70 | Father, I stretch my hand [hands] to thee | | | | | | | |
d71 | Father, is not thy promise pledged To thine exalted Son | | | | | | | |
d72 | Father of mercies, in thy [your] word | | | | | | | |
d73 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
d74 | For a season called to part | | | | | | | |
d75 | From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies | | | | | | | |
d76 | From all that's mortal, all that's vain | | | | | | | |
d77 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
d78 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d79 | From thee, my [O] God, my [our] joys shall rise | | | | | | | |
d80 | From whence doth [does] this [the] union arise | | | | | | | |
d81 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
d82 | Glory to thee, my [our] God [O Lord], this night [day] | | | | | | | |
d83 | God is a spirit, just and wise | | | | | | | |
d84 | God is the refuge of his saints | | | | | | | |
d85 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
d86 | God, my supporter and my hope | | | | | | | |
d87 | God of my childhood and my youth | | | | | | | |
d88 | God of the morning, at whose [thy] voice | | | | | | | |
d89 | Grace, 'tis a charming [cheering] [joyful] [pleasing] sound | | | | | | | |
d90 | Great God, the nations of the earth | | | | | | | |
d91 | Great God, to thee my evening song | | | | | | | |
d92 | Great God, we sing that mighty hand | | | | | | | |
d93 | Great God, whose universal sway | | | | | | | |
d94 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d95 | Hail, sweetest, dearest, tie that binds | | | | | | | |
d96 | Happy soul, thy days are ended [ending] | | | | | | | |
d97 | Happy the child, whose youngest [early] [tender] years | | | | | | | |
d98 | Happy the heart where graces reign | | | | | | | |
d99 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
d100 | Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes | | | | | | | |