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d1 | A debtor to mercy alone | | | | | | | |
d2 | Abide with me, O blessed Lord | | | | | | | |
d3 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d4 | All is well, my Savior's with me | | | | | | | |
d5 | All people that on earth do dwell, Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice | | | | | | | |
d6 | Almost persuaded, Agrippa said | | | | | | | |
d7 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d8 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d9 | Are you sowing the seed of the kingdom, brother | | | | | | | |
d10 | Are you weary, are you heavy hearted | | | | | | | |
d11 | As doves to their windows when darkness | | | | | | | |
d12 | As through the changing scenes of life | | | | | | | |
d13 | Ask ye [me] what great thing I know | | | | | | | |
d14 | At thy heart the Lord is standing | | | | | | | |
d15 | Awake, and sing the song of Moses and the Lamb | | | | | | | |
d16 | Back to the cold world I will not go | | | | | | | |
d17 | Beautiful city built so far above | | | | | | | |
d18 | Beckoning [Beautiful] hands at the gateway tonight | | | | | | | |
d19 | Beyond the dark valley and Jordan's cold wave | | | | | | | |
d20 | Blessed Shepherd of my soul | | | | | | | |
d21 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d22 | By and by, O soft and low | | | | | | | |
d23 | Christ, our Redeemer, died on the cross | | | | | | | |
d24 | Christian soldiers, on life's rugged road | | | | | | | |
d25 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers | | | | | | | |
d26 | Come let us lift our voices high, High as our joys arise | | | | | | | |
d27 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d28 | Come to Jesus, come to Jesus, Come to Jesus just now | | | | | | | |
d29 | Come, when the morn is breaking | | | | | | | |
d30 | Come, ye that love the Savior's name | | | | | | | |
d31 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
d32 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d33 | Coming, when the day is bright | | | | | | | |
d34 | Crown him, crown him, over all nations | | | | | | | |
d35 | Dear Lord, I look to thee | | | | | | | |
d36 | Dear Lord, increase my faith | | | | | | | |
d37 | Deeply bowed down by the burden of sin | | | | | | | |
d38 | Depth of mercy, can there be, Mercy still reserved for me? | | | | | | | |
d39 | Do I not need Thee, Savior divine | | | | | | | |
d40 | Don't you hear the cry of the tempest toss'd | | | | | | | |
d41 | Down in the garden drear | | | | | | | |
d42 | Enthroned is Jesus now | | | | | | | |
d43 | Fade, fade, each [all] earthly joy | | | | | | | |
d44 | Far in the desert wild | | | | | | | |
d45 | Father, I stretch my hand [hands] to thee | | | | | | | |
d46 | Father, in the morning Unto Thee I [I'll] pray | | | | | | | |
d47 | From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies | | | | | | | |
d48 | From Egypt's cruel bondage fled | | | | | | | |
d49 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
d50 | Fully trust the loving Savior | | | | | | | |
d51 | God so loved the world, that in mercy | | | | | | | |
d52 | Hark, ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
d53 | Hark, the Sabbath bells are ringing Children, haste without delay | | | | | | | |
d54 | Hark, there comes a whisper | | | | | | | |
d55 | Hark 'tis the Shepherd's voice I hear | | | | | | | |
d56 | Have thou faith in God | | | | | | | |
d57 | Have you heard of that bright city | | | | | | | |
d58 | He leadeth me, O blessed thought | | | | | | | |
d59 | He who dwelt among the lowly | | | | | | | |
d60 | Hear the pennies dropping, Listen while they fall | | | | | | | |
d61 | Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, Early | | | | | | | |
d62 | How can I keep from singing all the day | | | | | | | |
d63 | How sweet, how [and] heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
d64 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d65 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
d66 | I am coming to the cross, I am poor | | | | | | | |
d67 | I am dwelling on the mountain where the golden sunlight | | | | | | | |
d68 | I am leaning on Jesus, my dearest friend | | | | | | | |
d69 | I am waiting for the master | | | | | | | |
d70 | I bring my sins to Thee, The sins I cannot count | | | | | | | |
d71 | I gave my life for [to] thee | | | | | | | |
d72 | I hear the low winds sighing among the trees that wave | | | | | | | |
d73 | I love to tell the story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
d74 | I may not sing in lofty strains | | | | | | | |
d75 | I returned to the land [home] of my childhood | | | | | | | |
d76 | I saw a wayworn traveler | | | | | | | |
d77 | I would do each duty here | | | | | | | |
d78 | If to Christ thou art a stranger | | | | | | | |
d79 | I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my home | | | | | | | |
d80 | In a fellowship enduring | | | | | | | |
d81 | In the shadow of the rock Let me rest | | | | | | | |
d82 | In the silent hours of night | | | | | | | |
d83 | In the vineyard of the Master Is there any work | | | | | | | |
d84 | Is thy trembling heart aweary | | | | | | | |
d85 | It was good for our fathers [mothers] [poor old Daniel] [the apostles] | | | | | | | |
d86 | I've seen the lightning [lightnings] [flash] flashing, And heard the thunder roll | | | | | | | |
d87 | Jesus and did [didst] thou leave the sky | | | | | | | |
d88 | Jesus and may I work for thee | | | | | | | |
d89 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d90 | Jesus bids you come | | | | | | | |
d91 | Jesus for you is pleading | | | | | | | |
d92 | Jesus, I have need of thee | | | | | | | |
d93 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d94 | Joybells are ringing out the tidings | | | | | | | |
d95 | Just beyond this world of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d96 | Keep your faith bright | | | | | | | |
d97 | Launch out on the promise, my brother | | | | | | | |
d98 | Lead me gently home, Father | | | | | | | |
d99 | Let Jesus reign, let Jesus reign | | | | | | | |
d100 | Let the joyful message rise | | | | | | | |