# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A beautiful land by faith I see | | | | | | | |
d2 | A broken heart, my God, my King | | | | | | | |
d3 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d4 | Alas how poor and little worth | | | | | | | |
d5 | All hail the great Immanuel's name | | | | | | | |
d6 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d7 | All hail to the morning that bids us rejoice | | | | | | | |
d8 | Along the banks where Babel's current flows | | | | | | | |
d9 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d10 | And can I yet delay | | | | | | | |
d11 | And can mine eyes, without a tear | | | | | | | |
d12 | And let this feeble body fail | | | | | | | |
d13 | And must this body die | | | | | | | |
d14 | Angel [Angels], roll the rock [stone] away | | | | | | | |
d15 | Another six days' work is done | | | | | | | |
d16 | Another year has told its fourfold tale | | | | | | | |
d17 | Arise, ye people, and adore | | | | | | | |
d18 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
d19 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d20 | Awake, my soul, lift up thine eyes | | | | | | | |
d21 | Awake our drowsy souls, and burst the slothful band | | | | | | | |
d22 | Awake, our souls, away our fears | | | | | | | |
d23 | Awake, ye saints, to praise your King | | | | | | | |
d24 | Awaked by Sinai's awful sound | | | | | | | |
d25 | Away to the woods, away, away to the woods, away | | | | | | | |
d26 | Be merciful, O God of grace | | | | | | | |
d27 | Beautiful Zion, built above; Beautiful city that I love | | | | | | | |
d28 | Begin, my soul, the exalted lay | | | | | | | |
d29 | Behold how the Lord has girt on his sword | | | | | | | |
d30 | Behold, the expected time draw [draws] near | | | | | | | |
d31 | Behold the gift of God, Sinner [sinners] adore his name | | | | | | | |
d32 | Behold the lofty sky | | | | | | | |
d33 | Behold the morning sun | | | | | | | |
d34 | Behold the throne of grace | | | | | | | |
d35 | Beyond where Cedron's [Kedron's] waters flow | | | | | | | |
d36 | Blessed be thy name forever | | | | | | | |
d37 | Blest are the sons of peace | | | | | | | |
d38 | Blest Comforter divine, let [whose] rays | | | | | | | |
d39 | Blest Jesus, when thy cross I view | | | | | | | |
d40 | Breaking through the clouds that gather | | | | | | | |
d41 | Brethren, we have met to worship, and adore the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
d42 | Brethren, while we sojourn here | | | | | | | |
d43 | Bright and joyful is [was] the morn | | | | | | | |
d44 | Brightest and best of the sons [stars] of the morning | | | | | | | |
d45 | Bring we now our merry greeting | | | | | | | |
d46 | Broad is the road [stream] that leads to death [wrath] | | | | | | | |
d47 | Brother, thou art gone to rest | | | | | | | |
d48 | Burst, ye emerald [pearly] gates, and bring | | | | | | | |
d49 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
d50 | Child of sin and sorrow, Filled with dismay | | | | | | | |
d51 | Christ the [our] Lord is risen today, Our triumphant holy day | | | | | | | |
d52 | Come away to the skies, my beloved, arise | | | | | | | |
d53 | Come, come to Jesus, He waits to pardon [welcome] thee | | | | | | | |
d54 | Come hither, all ye [you] weary souls | | | | | | | |
d55 | Come, Holy Spirit, come; Let thy bright beams divine | | | | | | | |
d56 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers | | | | | | | |
d57 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
d58 | Come, let us anew our journey pursue, Roll round | | | | | | | |
d59 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
d60 | Come let us join our souls to God | | | | | | | |
d61 | Come, my soul, and let us try, For a little season | | | | | | | |
d62 | Come on, my partners in distress | | | | | | | |
d63 | Come, poor pilgrim, sad and weary | | | | | | | |
d64 | Come sound his praise [name] abroad, And hymns | | | | | | | |
d65 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
d66 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d67 | Come weary soul [souls] with sin [sins] distressed | | | | | | | |
d68 | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
d69 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d70 | Create, O God, my powers anew | | | | | | | |
d71 | Dark was the night, and cold the ground | | | | | | | |
d72 | Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness | | | | | | | |
d73 | Day of judgment, day of wonders | | | | | | | |
d74 | Deep in our hearts let us record The deeper sorrows of our Lord | | | | | | | |
d75 | Early, my God, without delay | | | | | | | |
d76 | Ere I sleep, for every favor | | | | | | | |
d77 | Eternal God, celestial King | | | | | | | |
d78 | Exalt the Lord of God | | | | | | | |
d79 | Farewell, farewell, farewell, my [dear] friends | | | | | | | |
d80 | Father, dear father, come home with me now | | | | | | | |
d81 | Father, glorify thy Son | | | | | | | |
d82 | Father, I stretch my hand [hands] to thee | | | | | | | |
d83 | Father of spirits, hear our prayer | | | | | | | |
d84 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
d85 | Fight the good fight bravely | | | | | | | |
d86 | Forever with the Lord [our God], amen, so let it be | | | | | | | |
d87 | Friend after friend departs | | | | | | | |
d88 | From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies | | | | | | | |
d89 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
d90 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d91 | From the cross uplifted high | | | | | | | |
d92 | Full of trembling expectation | | | | | | | |
d93 | Gently fall [falls] the dew [dews] of eve | | | | | | | |
d94 | Gently glides the stream of life | | | | | | | |
d95 | Give thanks to God, he [who] reigns above | | | | | | | |
d96 | Give thanks to God most high | | | | | | | |
d97 | Give to the winds thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
d98 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
d99 | Glory to thee, my [our] God [O Lord], this night [day] | | | | | | | |
d100 | Go to thy rest, my [dear] [fair] child | | | | | | | |