# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Let us love and sing and wonder | | | | | | | |
d102 | Lift up your hearts, Immanuel's friends | | | | | | | |
d103 | Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing | | | | | | | |
d104 | Lord, what is man, extremes how wide | | | | | | | |
d105 | Man was formed by his maker | | | | | | | |
d106 | Mercy, O thou Son of David | | | | | | | |
d107 | My brethren all, on you I call | | | | | | | |
d108 | My brethren, from my heart beloved | | | | | | | |
d109 | My Captain sounds the alarm of war | | | | | | | |
d110 | My soul's full of glory, inspiring [which fires] [it fires] my tongue | | | | | | | |
d111 | My Spouse, in whose presence Iive | | | | | | | |
d112 | Nay, I cannot let thee go | | | | | | | |
d113 | Now in a song of grateful praise [love] | | | | | | | |
d114 | O come, my heart, and let us take | | | | | | | |
d115 | O God, my heart with love inflame | | | | | | | |
d116 | O how I have longed for the coming [presence] of God [the Lord] | | | | | | | |
d117 | O how sweet it is to me | | | | | | | |
d118 | O Jesus, my Savior, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d119 | O Jesus, my Savior, to Thee I submit | | | | | | | |
d120 | O Lord, my best desire [desires] fulfill | | | | | | | |
d121 | O love, I languish at thy stay | | | | | | | |
d122 | O may I worthy prove to see The saints in full prosperity | | | | | | | |
d123 | O messenger of dear delight | | | | | | | |
d124 | O thou, by long experience tried | | | | | | | |
d125 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
d126 | O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above | | | | | | | |
d127 | O [When] thou my righteous Judge shall [shalt] come | | | | | | | |
d128 | O who will come and go with me | | | | | | | |
d129 | O wondrous love of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d130 | Once more the cheering beams of day | | | | | | | |
d131 | One night as I lay musing | | | | | | | |
d132 | Our Lord is risen from the dead, Our Jesus [Savior] is gone | | | | | | | |
d133 | Our souls by [in] love together knit [drawn] [joined] | | | | | | | |
d134 | Prepare a thankful song | | | | | | | |
d135 | Rejoice, believer [believers], in the Lord | | | | | | | |
d136 | Rejoice, my friends, the Lord is King | | | | | | | |
d137 | Salvation to Jesus, he's Zion's bright king | | | | | | | |
d138 | Salvation what a glorious plan | | | | | | | |
d139 | Savior, I do feel Thy merit, sprinkled with redeeming blood | | | | | | | |
d140 | Savior, visit Thy [our] plantation, grant us Lord, a gracious rain | | | | | | | |
d141 | Say now, ye lovely social band | | | | | | | |
d142 | See how the scriptures are fulfilling | | | | | | | |
d143 | See, the eternal Judge descending | | | | | | | |
d144 | See the gloomy, gathering cloud | | | | | | | |
d145 | Sinful, and blind, and poor | | | | | | | |
d146 | Sing, my soul, his wondrous love | | | | | | | |
d147 | Sinner, art thou [are you] still secure [sincere] | | | | | | | |
d148 | Sinner [sinners], hear the [thy] Savior's call | | | | | | | |
d149 | Stop, poor sinner [sinners], stop and think | | | | | | | |
d150 | Stretched on the cross the Savior dies [died] | | | | | | | |
d151 | Sweet rivers of redeeming love | | | | | | | |
d152 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
d153 | Temptations, trials, doubts and fears | | | | | | | |
d154 | Tempted, tossed, troubled spirit | | | | | | | |
d155 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
d156 | The billows swell, the winds are high | | | | | | | |
d157 | The final trump we soon shall hear | | | | | | | |
d158 | The Lord himself, the mighty Lord | | | | | | | |
d159 | The Lord into his garden comes | | | | | | | |
d160 | The Lord is the fountain of goodness and love | | | | | | | |
d161 | The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied | | | | | | | |
d162 | The reason we love friendship | | | | | | | |
d163 | The sacred ties of friendship | | | | | | | |
d164 | The Son of Man they did betray | | | | | | | |
d165 | The time draws nigh I must go home | | | | | | | |
d166 | Thee we adore, Eternal Word, the Father's equal Son | | | | | | | |
d167 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d168 | There is a heaven o'er yonder skies | | | | | | | |
d169 | There is a land of pleasure, Where streams of joy forever roll | | | | | | | |
d170 | They who trust in Christ the Savior | | | | | | | |
d171 | This day my soul has [hath] caught on [new] fire | | | | | | | |
d172 | Thou great mysterious God of love | | | | | | | |
d173 | Through much distress and pain | | | | | | | |
d174 | Throughout the Savior's life we [I'll] trace | | | | | | | |
d175 | Thy daily mercies, O my God | | | | | | | |
d176 | 'Tis done, the atoning work is done | | | | | | | |
d177 | 'Tis past, the dreadful stormy night | | | | | | | |
d178 | To lay the soul that loves him low | | | | | | | |
d179 | Transporting news, the Savior's come | | | | | | | |
d180 | United in affection dear | | | | | | | |
d181 | Wandering pilgrim [pilgrims], mourning Christian [Christians] | | | | | | | |
d182 | We soon shall break all nature's ties | | | | | | | |
d183 | Weary of struggling with my pain | | | | | | | |
d184 | We've found the rock, the traveler cries [travelers cried] | | | | | | | |
d185 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
d186 | What wondrous love is this, O my soul | | | | | | | |
d187 | When beneath God's righteous frown | | | | | | | |
d188 | When death appears before my [our] sight | | | | | | | |
d189 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
d190 | When my Savior, my Shepherd is near | | | | | | | |
d191 | When on the cross my Lord I see | | | | | | | |
d192 | When the fierce north wind with his airy forces | | | | | | | |
d193 | While angels strike their tuneful strings | | | | | | | |
d194 | While dead in trespasses I lie | | | | | | | |
d195 | While sorrows encompass me round | | | | | | | |
d196 | With gladness, dear brethren, we meet [met] at [in] this place | | | | | | | |
d197 | Ye despisers of Jesus, I pray you draw near | | | | | | | |
d198 | Ye disciples of Jesus, attend | | | | | | | |
d199 | Ye saints who are bound unto heaven | | | | | | | |
d200 | Ye sons of Mars, I pray draw near | | | | | | | |