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d1 | A home in heaven, what a joyful thought | | | | | | | |
d2 | A pilgrim and a stranger here, I seek the home to | | | | | | | |
d3 | A traveling pilgrim here I am | | | | | | | |
d4 | A youthful company we meet | | | | | | | |
d5 | A youthful pilgrim here I roam | | | | | | | |
d6 | Afar from home, wanderer, why dost thou stay | | | | | | | |
d7 | Afflicted saint [saints] [soul] [souls], to Christ [God] draw near | | | | | | | |
d8 | Afflictions, though they seem severe | | | | | | | |
d9 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d10 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d11 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d12 | An alien from God, and a stranger to grace | | | | | | | |
d13 | And let this feeble body fail | | | | | | | |
d14 | Approach, my soul, the mercy seat | | | | | | | |
d15 | Arise and shine, O Zion fair | | | | | | | |
d16 | As fades the landscape from the sight | | | | | | | |
d17 | As on the cross the Savior hung | | | | | | | |
d18 | Attend, young friends, while [whilst] I relate | | | | | | | |
d19 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d20 | Awake my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
d21 | Awaked by Sinai's awful sound | | | | | | | |
d22 | Away my unbelieving fear | | | | | | | |
d23 | Behold the Savior of mankind | | | | | | | |
d24 | Beside the gospel pool Appointed for the poor | | | | | | | |
d25 | Brethren, we have met to worship, and adore the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
d26 | Bright scenes of glory strike my sense | | | | | | | |
d27 | Brother soldier, still fight on | | | | | | | |
d28 | Burst, ye emerald [pearly] gates, and bring | | | | | | | |
d29 | Child of sin and sorrow, Filled with dismay | | | | | | | |
d30 | Children listen to the strains | | | | | | | |
d31 | Children of the heavenly king as we journey | | | | | | | |
d32 | Come away to the skies, my beloved, arise | | | | | | | |
d33 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
d34 | Come, let us anew our journey pursue | | | | | | | |
d35 | Come, let us anew our journey pursue, With vigor | | | | | | | |
d36 | Come, my soul, and let us try, For a little season | | | | | | | |
d37 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
d38 | Come, O thou traveller unknown | | | | | | | |
d39 | Come on, my brethren, in the Lord | | | | | | | |
d40 | Come, poor sinners, Christ invites you | | | | | | | |
d41 | Come, tell of your vessel | | | | | | | |
d42 | Come, we [ye] [you] that love the Lord indeed | | | | | | | |
d43 | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
d44 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
d45 | Come youthful sinners, come | | | | | | | |
d46 | Dark and thorny [stormy] is the desert | | | | | | | |
d47 | Death shall not destroy my comfort [comforts], Christ shall guide me through the gloom | | | | | | | |
d48 | Drooping souls no longer grieve, Heaven | | | | | | | |
d49 | Encompassed with clouds of distress | | | | | | | |
d50 | Eternity is just at hand | | | | | | | |
d51 | Far from my [our] thoughts, vain world, be gone | | | | | | | |
d52 | Farewell, dear friends, I must be gone | | | | | | | |
d53 | Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand | | | | | | | |
d54 | Father, I long, I faint to see The place of thine abode | | | | | | | |
d55 | Fly away to thy long sought home on high | | | | | | | |
d56 | Friend after friend departs | | | | | | | |
d57 | From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies | | | | | | | |
d58 | From all that's mortal, all that's vain | | | | | | | |
d59 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
d60 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d61 | From whence doth [does] this [the] union arise | | | | | | | |
d62 | Go watch and pray, thou canst not tell | | | | | | | |
d63 | Go, when the morning shineth | | | | | | | |
d64 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d65 | Hail, sovereign love, that first began | | | | | | | |
d66 | Hail the blest morn when [see] the great Mediator | | | | | | | |
d67 | Hail ye sighing sons of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d68 | Happy are our days below | | | | | | | |
d69 | Hark, listen to the trumpeters They sound for volunteers | | | | | | | |
d70 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
d71 | Hark, the jubilee is sounding | | | | | | | |
d72 | Haste [Hasten], [O] sinner [sinners] [now] to be wise | | | | | | | |
d73 | Have you heard, have you heard of that [the] sun-bright [heavenly] clime | | | | | | | |
d74 | Hear, O hear the melting story | | | | | | | |
d75 | Hear the royal proclamation, the glad tidings | | | | | | | |
d76 | Hearts of stone, relent, relent | | | | | | | |
d77 | Here we suffer grief and pain; Here we meet to part again | | | | | | | |
d78 | Hither, ye faithful, haste with [in] songs of triumph | | | | | | | |
d79 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d80 | How full of anguish is the thought | | | | | | | |
d81 | How happy, gracious Lord, are we | | | | | | | |
d82 | How happy [happy's] every child of grace, who [that] feels [knows] his sins forgiven | | | | | | | |
d83 | How happy is the pilgrim's lot | | | | | | | |
d84 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
d85 | How painfully pleasing the fond recollection Of youthful connections [emotions] | | | | | | | |
d86 | How sad are the moments when wandering from God | | | | | | | |
d87 | How sweet is the Sabbath, the morning [season] of rest | | | | | | | |
d88 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d89 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
d90 | Hungry, and faint and poor | | | | | | | |
d91 | I am a pilgrim, I am a stranger, I can tarry | | | | | | | |
d92 | I have sought round the [this] verdant earth | | | | | | | |
d93 | I know that my Redeemer lives, what comfort this | | | | | | | |
d94 | I long to see the season [seasons] come when sinners | | | | | | | |
d95 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
d96 | I seek a place which is out of sight | | | | | | | |
d97 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
d98 | I'll praise my Maker with my [while I've] [whilst I've] breath | | | | | | | |
d99 | I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
d100 | In all my Lord's appointed ways | | | | | | | |