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d1 | A beautiful land by faith I see | | | | | | | |
d2 | A glorious day is breaking | | | | | | | |
d3 | A home in heaven, what a joyful thought | | | | | | | |
d4 | A little, 'tis a little word | | | | | | | |
d5 | A little word in kindness said | | | | | | | |
d6 | A mourning class, a vacant seat | | | | | | | |
d7 | A song, a song of gladness | | | | | | | |
d8 | Again, O Lord, we rise to see | | | | | | | |
d9 | Ah, guilty sinner, ruined by transgression | | | | | | | |
d10 | Ah, whither should I go | | | | | | | |
d11 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d12 | All hail the joyful morning | | | | | | | |
d13 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d14 | All praise to our redeeming Lord | | | | | | | |
d15 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d16 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d17 | And am I only born to die | | | | | | | |
d18 | And are we yet alive | | | | | | | |
d19 | And can I yet delay | | | | | | | |
d20 | And let our bodies part | | | | | | | |
d21 | And let this feeble body fail | | | | | | | |
d22 | And must I be to judgment brought | | | | | | | |
d23 | Angry words are lightly spoken | | | | | | | |
d24 | Arise, my soul, arise, shake off | | | | | | | |
d25 | Around the throne of God in heaven, thousands | | | | | | | |
d26 | As bowed by sudden storms, the rose | | | | | | | |
d27 | As flows the rapid river | | | | | | | |
d28 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
d29 | Assembled in our school once more | | | | | | | |
d30 | Awake, and sing the song of Moses and the Lamb | | | | | | | |
d31 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d32 | Awake my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
d33 | Away with our sorrow and fear | | | | | | | |
d34 | Be it my only wisdom here | | | | | | | |
d35 | Be kind to each other | | | | | | | |
d36 | Be kind to thy [your] father, for when thou [you] wert [wast] [were] young | | | | | | | |
d37 | Beautiful Zion, built above; Beautiful city that I love | | | | | | | |
d38 | Before Jehovah's awful throne | | | | | | | |
d39 | Behold, behold the Lamb of God, On the cross | | | | | | | |
d40 | Behold the Savior of mankind | | | | | | | |
d41 | Beneath our feet and o'er our head | | | | | | | |
d42 | Beyond this life of hope [hopes] and fears | | | | | | | |
d43 | Bless, O my [each] soul, the living God | | | | | | | |
d44 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d45 | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
d46 | Brightest and best of the sons [stars] of the morning | | | | | | | |
d47 | Burst, ye emerald [pearly] gates, and bring | | | | | | | |
d48 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
d49 | Calm on the bosom of thy God | | | | | | | |
d50 | Children hear the melting story | | | | | | | |
d51 | Children of a freeborn race | | | | | | | |
d52 | Children of Jerusalem sang the praise | | | | | | | |
d53 | Children of the heavenly king as we journey | | | | | | | |
d54 | Children of the Sabbath School | | | | | | | |
d55 | Children of Zion, what harp notes are stealing | | | | | | | |
d56 | Christian, the morn breaks sweetly [gently] o'er thee | | | | | | | |
d57 | Come and sing with joy and gladness | | | | | | | |
d58 | Come, children, and join in our festival song | | | | | | | |
d59 | Come children, join to [and] sing | | | | | | | |
d60 | Come children raise your voices high | | | | | | | |
d61 | Come Christian children, ere we part | | | | | | | |
d62 | Come, come, come, don't delay haste away | | | | | | | |
d63 | Come, come, come to the fount clear and sweet | | | | | | | |
d64 | Come hither, all ye [you] weary souls | | | | | | | |
d65 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers | | | | | | | |
d66 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
d67 | Come, let our voices raise | | | | | | | |
d68 | Come, let us all unite and sing | | | | | | | |
d69 | Come, let us all unite to praise | | | | | | | |
d70 | Come, let us anew our journey pursue, Roll round | | | | | | | |
d71 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
d72 | Come, let us join our God [Lord] to praise | | | | | | | |
d73 | Come, let us raise a song of praise | | | | | | | |
d74 | Come, let us sing of Jesus, While hearts and accents blend | | | | | | | |
d75 | Come, let us sweetly sing, join in full chorus | | | | | | | |
d76 | Come, let us tune our voices | | | | | | | |
d77 | Come, let us use the grace divine, And all with one accord | | | | | | | |
d78 | Come, little soldiers, join in our band | | | | | | | |
d79 | Come, my brethren, let us try | | | | | | | |
d80 | Come on, my partners in distress | | | | | | | |
d81 | Come, saith [said] [says] Jesus' sacred voice | | | | | | | |
d82 | Come, schoolmates, don't grow [be] weary | | | | | | | |
d83 | Come sound his praise [name] abroad, And hymns | | | | | | | |
d84 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d85 | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
d86 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
d87 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d88 | Crowns and praises, crowns and praises | | | | | | | |
d89 | Days and weeks, and months, returning | | | | | | | |
d90 | Dear Father, e're we part, Now [O] let thy grace | | | | | | | |
d91 | Dear Jesus ever at my side, How loving must | | | | | | | |
d92 | Dear partner of our hopes and fears | | | | | | | |
d93 | Death has been here, and borne away A sister [brother] [scholar] from our side | | | | | | | |
d94 | Death shall not destroy my comfort [comforts], Christ shall guide me through the gloom | | | | | | | |
d95 | Depth of mercy, can there be, Mercy still reserved for me? | | | | | | | |
d96 | Do good, do good, there's ever a way | | | | | | | |
d97 | Drooping souls no longer grieve, Heaven | | | | | | | |
d98 | Enthroned is Jesus now | | | | | | | |
d99 | Ere on my bed my limbs I lay | | | | | | | |
d100 | Fading, still fading, the last [vesper] beam is shining | | | | | | | |