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301 | Not to condemn the sons of men | | | | | | | |
302 | How sweetly flowed the gospel sound | | | | | | | |
303 | Now be my heart inspired to sing | | | | | | | |
304 | How beauteous were the marks divine | | | | | | | |
305 | When, like a stranger on our sphere | | | | | | | |
306 | Tis midnight; and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
307 | Deep in our hearts let us record | | | | | | | |
308 | O suffering Friend of human-kind! | | | | | | | |
309 | "'Tis finished!"—so the Saviour cried | | | | | | | |
310 | From Calvary a cry was heard | | | | | | | |
311 | Jesus, who angel hosts adore | | | | | | | |
312 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
313 | Alas! and did my Saviour bleed | | | | | | | |
314 | Behold the Saviour of mankind | | | | | | | |
315 | Oh! if my soul were formed for woe | | | | | | | |
316 | I saw One hanging on a tree | | | | | | | |
317 | Thou, O my Jesus, thou didst me | | | | | | | |
318 | How condescending and how kind | | | | | | | |
319 | Go to dark Gethsemane | | | | | | | |
320 | He knelt, the Saviour knelt and prayed | | | | | | | |
321 | Behold the Man! How glorious he! | | | | | | | |
322 | Hark! the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
323 | When power divine, in mortal form | | | | | | | |
324 | Darkly rose the guilty morning | | | | | | | |
325 | Twas the day when God's Anointed | | | | | | | |
326 | Now let our mournful songs record | | | | | | | |
327 | He dies!—the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
328 | Come, every pious heart | | | | | | | |
329 | Ye tribes of Adam, join | | | | | | | |
330 | Blow ye the trumpet, blow! | | | | | | | |
331 | Yes, the Redeemer rose | | | | | | | |
332 | Rejoice! the Lord is King | | | | | | | |
333 | Our Lord is risen from the dead | | | | | | | |
334 | Worthy the Lamb of boundless sway | | | | | | | |
335 | What equal honors shall we bring | | | | | | | |
336 | Now to the Lord, who makes us know | | | | | | | |
337 | Come, let us sing the song of songs | | | | | | | |
338 | Bright King of Glory, dreadful God! | | | | | | | |
339 | All hail the power of Jesus' name! | | | | | | | |
340 | Behold the glorious of the Lamb | | | | | | | |
341 | Hosanna to the Prince of light | | | | | | | |
342 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs | | | | | | | |
343 | The head that once was crowned with thorns | | | | | | | |
344 | Oh! for a shout of sacred joy | | | | | | | |
345 | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned | | | | | | | |
346 | The Saviour! oh, what endless charms | | | | | | | |
347 | Oh! for a thousand tongues to sing | | | | | | | |
348 | I know that my Redeemer lives | | | | | | | |
349 | He, who on earth as man was known | | | | | | | |
350 | Come, let us join our songs of praise | | | | | | | |
351 | "The Lord is risen indeed!" | | | | | | | |
352 | Thou art gone up on high | | | | | | | |
353 | Enthroned is Jesus now | | | | | | | |
354 | Raise your triumphant songs | | | | | | | |
355 | Beyond the starry skies | | | | | | | |
356 | To God the only wise | | | | | | | |
357 | Hark! ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
358 | Hail, thou once despiséd Jesus! | | | | | | | |
359 | Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious! | | | | | | | |
360 | Mighty God! while angels bless thee | | | | | | | |
361 | Crown his head with endless blessing | | | | | | | |
362 | Christ, above all glory seated! | | | | | | | |
363 | Jesus comes, his conflict cover | | | | | | | |
364 | Lord of heaven, and earth, and ocean | | | | | | | |
365 | O thou Sun of glorious splendor! | | | | | | | |
366 | In the cross of Christ I glory | | | | | | | |
367 | Saviour, source of every blessing | | | | | | | |
368 | I would love thee, God and Father! | | | | | | | |
369 | Let us awake our joys | | | | | | | |
370 | Sound, sound the truth abroad! | | | | | | | |
371 | Rise, glorious Conqueror, rise | | | | | | | |
372 | Glory to God on high! | | | | | | | |
373 | Sing, sing his lofty praise | | | | | | | |
374 | Come, all ye saints of God | | | | | | | |
375 | How calm and beautiful the morn | | | | | | | |
376 | Glory, glory to our King! | | | | | | | |
377 | The morning kindles all the sky | | | | | | | |
378 | Angels! roll the rock away; | | | | | | | |
379 | The King of saints,—how fair his face! | | | | | | | |
380 | Hail the day that sees him rise | | | | | | | |
381 | Go, worship at Immanuel's feet | | | | | | | |
382 | Arise, ye people, and adore | | | | | | | |
383 | Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day | | | | | | | |
384 | The golden gates are lifted up | | | | | | | |
385 | Eternal Spirit, we confess | | | | | | | |
386 | Come, O Creator Spirit blest! | | | | | | | |
387 | Come, blesséd Spirit! source of light! | | | | | | | |
388 | Come, Holy Spirit! calm my mind | | | | | | | |
389 | Sure the blest Comforter is nigh | | | | | | | |
390 | Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay! | | | | | | | |
391 | As when in silence, vernal showers | | | | | | | |
392 | Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
393 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove! | | | | | | | |
394 | Spirit Divine! attend our prayer | | | | | | | |
395 | Come, Holy Ghost, Creator, come | | | | | | | |
396 | Glory to God the Father be | | | | | | | |
397 | When God, of old, came down from heaven | | | | | | | |
398 | O Holy Ghost, the Comforter | | | | | | | |
399 | Come, Holy Spirit, come! | | | | | | | |
400 | Lord God, the Holy Ghost! | | | | | | | |