# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
aCCCLXXXVI | Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb | | | | | | | |
aCCCLXXXVII | Glory to God on high, Let earth and skies reply | | | | | | | |
aCCCLXXXVIII | Dismiss us with Thy blessing, Lord, Help | | | | | | | |
aCCCLXXXIX | Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Fill our | | | | | | | |
aCCCXC | Now may the God of peace and love | | | | | | | |
aCCCXCI | The peace which God alone reveals | | | | | | | |
aCCCXCII | May the grace of Christ [God] our [the] Savior | | | | | | | |
aCCCXCIII | To Father Son and Holy Ghost | | | | | | | |
aCCCXCIV | To the eternal Three | | | | | | | |
aCCCXCV | Praise God, from whom all blessings flow | | | | | | | |
aCCCXCVI | Give glory to God, ye children of men | | | | | | | |
aCCCXCVII | To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost | | | | | | | |
aCCCXCVIII | What are possessions, fame and power | | | | | | | |
aCCCXCIX | In vain the giddy world enquires | | | | | | | |
aCCCC | Deluded souls, who think to find [grasp] | | | | | | | |
aCCCCI | Lord, shall we part with gold for dross | | | | | | | |
aCCCCII | Dead be my heart to all below, To mortal joys and mortal cares | | | | | | | |
aCCCCIII | Say, who is she, that looks abroad | | | | | | | |
aCCCCIV | The wondering nations have beheld | | | | | | | |
aCCCCV | Inquire, ye pilgrims, for the way | | | | | | | |
aCCCCVI | Great Father of mankind | | | | | | | |
aCCCCVII | Father of mercies, in thine [thy] house | | | | | | | |
aCCCCVIII | Our God ascends his lofty throne | | | | | | | |
aCCCCIX | Shepherd of Isr'l, bend thine ear | | | | | | | |
aCCCCX | Let Zion's watchman all awake | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXI | Shepherd of Isr'l, thou dost keep | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXII | We bless the eternal Source of light | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXIII | O thou, before whose gracious throne | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXIV | When Paul was parted from his friends | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXV | With heavenly power, O Lord, defend | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXVI | My brethren, from my heart beloved | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXVII | Fair Zion's King, we suppliant bow | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXVIII | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXIX | Father, is not thy promise pledged To thine exalted Son | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXX | Great God, the nations of the earth Are by creation thine | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXXI | How many years has man been driven | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXXII | Father of faithful Abraham hear | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXXIII | The Lord on mortal worms looks down | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXXIV | Before Thy throne, eternal King | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXXV | Do not I love thee, O my Lord [God]? Behold my heart and see | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXXVI | Father of mercies, bow thine ear | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXXVII | Savior, visit Thy [our] plantation, grant us Lord, a gracious rain | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXXVIII | O'er the [those] gloomy hills of darkness | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXXIX | Shout for the blessed Jesus reigns | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXXX | All hail, incarnate God, the wondrous things foretold | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXXXI | Sing to the Lord above | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXXXII | Praise the Savior, all ye nations | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXXXIII | Jesus, my Lord, how rich thy grace | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXXXIV | The Lord who rules the world's affairs | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXXXV | When Jesus dwelt in mortal clay | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXXXVI | Yes, there are joys that cannot die | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXXXVII | Come, ye that fear [love] the Lord, and listen while I tell | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXXXVIII | There's joy in heaven, and joy on earth | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXXXIX | When any turn from Zion's way | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXL | Thou only Sovereign of my heart | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXLI | In thee, thou all sufficient God | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXLII | In Jordan's tide [waves] the Baptist [prophet] stands | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXLIII | The great Redeemer we adore | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXLIV | Thus it became the Prince of grace | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXLV | Humble souls, who [that] seek salvation | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXLVI | Dear Lord, and will [has] thy pardoning love | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXLVII | When Abraham's servant to procure | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXLVIII | Thus was the great Redeemer plunged | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXLIX | Jesus, mighty King in [of] Zion | | | | | | | |
aCCCCL | See how the willing converts trace | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLI | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLII | Great God, we in thy courts appear | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLIII | How great, how solemn is the work | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLIV | Go teach the [all] nations and baptize | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLV | Whate'er to thee our Lord belongs | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLVI | Hosanna to the church's head | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLVII | Behold the grave where Jesus lay | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLVIII | Come, ye redeemed of the Lord | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLIX | We to this place are come, to show | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLX | Eternal Spirit, heavenly dove | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLXI | All ye that love Immanuel's name | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLXII | Ye who your native vileness mourn | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLXIII | Jesus, my Savior, and my all | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLXIV | Amazing grace! and shall I still | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLXV | Apostles trod this holy ground | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLXVI | With lowly minds and lofty songs | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLXVII | To Father Son, and Holy Ghost | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLXVIII | Descend celestial Dove | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLXIX | Proclaim, saith Christ, my wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLXX | Attend, ye children of your [our] God | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLXXI | The holy eunuch, when baptized | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLXXII | What heavenly Man, or lovely [mighty] God | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLXXIII | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor Behold a royal feast | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLXXIV | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLXXV | Jesus, O word divinely sweet | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLXXVI | Thus we commemorate the day | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLxXVII | Jesus, when faith with fixed eyes | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLXXVIII | Come, see on bloody Calvary | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLXXIX | Now far above these [the] starry skies | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLXXX | Now let our faith grow strong | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLXXXI | No more, dear Savior, will I boast | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLXXXII | Lord, at thy table I [we] behold The wonders of thy grace | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLXXXIII | Here at thy table, Lord, we meet to feed | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLXXXIV | So fair a face bedewed with tears | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLXXXV | And did the Holy and the Just | | | | | | | |