# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
ad1 | And let this feeble body fail | | | | | | | |
ad2 | This God is the God we adore | | | | | | | |
aa1 | There is a God, all nature speaks | | | | | | | |
aa2 | Ye humble souls, approach your God | | | | | | | |
aa3 | Eternal Wisdom thee we praise | | | | | | | |
aa4 | Keep silence, all created things | | | | | | | |
aa5 | Attend, my soul, the voice divine | | | | | | | |
aa6 | On man in his own image made | | | | | | | |
aa7 | Isr'l in ancient days | | | | | | | |
aa8 | Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King | | | | | | | |
aa9 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
aa10 | Shepherds, rejoice, lift up your eyes | | | | | | | |
aa11 | Lift up your heads in joyful hope | | | | | | | |
aa12 | O sight of anguish, view it near | | | | | | | |
aa13 | Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
aa14 | And is the gospel peace and love | | | | | | | |
aa15 | When at a [this] distance, Lord, we trace | | | | | | | |
aa16 | What venerable sight appears | | | | | | | |
aa17 | Many woes had Christ endured | | | | | | | |
aa18 | From whence these dire portents around [direful omens round] | | | | | | | |
aa19 | ôTis finished, so the Savior cried, and meekly | | | | | | | |
aa20 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
aa21 | Hark, the herald angels say | | | | | | | |
aa22 | Hail the day that saw him rise | | | | | | | |
aa23 | Come tune, ye saints, your noblest strains | | | | | | | |
aa24 | Angel [Angels], roll the rock [stone] away | | | | | | | |
aa25 | Mighty God [Lord] while angels bless [praise] thee | | | | | | | |
aa26 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
aa27 | Let us awake our joys | | | | | | | |
aa28 | Rejoice, the Lord is King, Your God [Lord] and King adore | | | | | | | |
aa29 | Father, how wide thy glory shines | | | | | | | |
aa30 | Glory to God on high | | | | | | | |
aa31 | He lives, the [that] great Redeemer [Creator] lives | | | | | | | |
aa32 | Hail, thou once despised Jesus | | | | | | | |
aa33 | Now begin the heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
aa34 | How helpless guilty [fallen] nature lies | | | | | | | |
aa35 | Come, Holy Spirit, come | | | | | | | |
aa36 | O that my load of sin were [was] gone | | | | | | | |
aa37 | How oft, alas, this [our] wretched [sinful] [wicked] heart | | | | | | | |
aa38 | Weary of struggling with my pain | | | | | | | |
aa39 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
aa40 | Sin enslaved me many years | | | | | | | |
aa41 | In sin by blinded passions led | | | | | | | |
aa42 | Dear Lord, and shall thy Spirit rest in such [this] a wretched heart as mine | | | | | | | |
aa43 | The moment a sinner believes, and trusts in his crucified God | | | | | | | |
aa44 | Faith‚ 'tis a precious grace | | | | | | | |
aa45 | Rise, O my [our] soul [souls], pursue the path[way] | | | | | | | |
aa46 | The newborn child of gospel grace | | | | | | | |
aa47 | O God, whose favorable eye | | | | | | | |
aa48 | Zeal is that [the] pure and heavenly flame | | | | | | | |
aa49 | When any turn from Zion's way | | | | | | | |
aa50 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
aa51 | Perpetual source of light and grace | | | | | | | |
aa52 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
aa53 | Encompassed with clouds of distress | | | | | | | |
aa54 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
aa55 | Descend, Holy Spirit, the Dove | | | | | | | |
aa56 | I asked the Lord that I might grow | | | | | | | |
aa57 | Dear Jesus, when shall it be | | | | | | | |
aa58 | What jarring natures dwell within | | | | | | | |
aa59 | Alas what hourly dangers rise | | | | | | | |
aa60 | O my soul, what means this sadness | | | | | | | |
aa61 | I was a groveling creature [sinner] once | | | | | | | |
aa62 | Jesus, I know, hath [has] died for me | | | | | | | |
aa63 | The deluge at the almighty's call | | | | | | | |
aa64 | One there is above all others, well [who] deserves | | | | | | | |
aa65 | Manna to Isr'l well supplied | | | | | | | |
aa66 | Joy is a [the] fruit that will not grow | | | | | | | |
aa67 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
aa68 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
aa69 | O how I love thy holy word | | | | | | | |
aa70 | O Lord, my best desire [desires] fulfill | | | | | | | |
aa71 | It is the Lord--enthroned in light | | | | | | | |
aa72 | Didst thou, dear Jesus, suffer shame | | | | | | | |
aa73 | Fierce passions discompose the mind | | | | | | | |
aa74 | The saints should never be dismayed | | | | | | | |
aa75 | By whom was David taught | | | | | | | |
aa76 | Heal us, Immanuel, here we are [stand] | | | | | | | |
aa77 | Jesus, whose blood so freely streamed | | | | | | | |
aa78 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
aa79 | Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble | | | | | | | |
aa80 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
aa81 | How shall I my [we our] Savior set forth | | | | | | | |
aa82 | Thou only Sovereign of my heart | | | | | | | |
aa83 | The billows swell, the winds are high | | | | | | | |
aa84 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
aa85 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
aa86 | I know that my Redeemer lives, what comfort this | | | | | | | |
aa87 | Son of God thy blessing grant | | | | | | | |
aa88 | My song shall bless the Lord of all | | | | | | | |
aa89 | Jesus, thy blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
aa90 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
aa91 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
aa92 | The Lord my pasture shall prepare, and feed me with a shepherd's care | | | | | | | |
aa93 | See, Gabriel swift descend to earth | | | | | | | |
aa94 | How are thy servants blest, O Lord [God] | | | | | | | |
aa95 | Although the vine its fruit deny | | | | | | | |
aa96 | Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb | | | | | | | |
aa97 | World adieu thou real [cruel] cheat | | | | | | | |
aa98 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |