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d1 | A mighty fortress is our God | | | | | | | |
d2 | Abide with me, fast falls the eventide | | | | | | | |
d3 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d4 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d5 | All people that on earth do dwell, Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice | | | | | | | |
d6 | Almost persuaded now to believe, Almost | | | | | | | |
d7 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d8 | Angels from the realms of glory | | | | | | | |
d9 | Away in a [the] manger, no crib | | | | | | | |
d10 | Be not dismayed whate'er betide | | | | | | | |
d11 | Begin my tongue some heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
d12 | Beyond the sunset, O blissful morning | | | | | | | |
d13 | Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine | | | | | | | |
d14 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d15 | Break thou the bread of life | | | | | | | |
d16 | Brightly beams our Father's mercy | | | | | | | |
d17 | Children of the heavenly king as we journey | | | | | | | |
d18 | Christ the [our] Lord is [has] risen today, [Alleluia] [Sons of men] | | | | | | | |
d19 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
d20 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d21 | Come, ye [you] thankful people, come | | | | | | | |
d22 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d23 | Crown him with many crowns [thorns] | | | | | | | |
d24 | Day is dying in the west | | | | | | | |
d25 | Do not wait until some deed of greatness you may do | | | | | | | |
d26 | Eternal Father, strong to save, whose arm | | | | | | | |
d27 | Fairest Lord Jesus, Ruler of all nature | | | | | | | |
d28 | Faith of our fathers, living still [faith] | | | | | | | |
d29 | Father in heaven, in thy love abounding, hear these thy children thro' the world resounding | | | | | | | |
d30 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
d31 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
d32 | God be with you till we meet again | | | | | | | |
d33 | God of our fathers, Whose almighty hand | | | | | | | |
d34 | God rest you [ye] merry, gentlemen | | | | | | | |
d35 | God, the all powerful, King, who ordainest | | | | | | | |
d36 | God understands your sorrow | | | | | | | |
d37 | Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King | | | | | | | |
d38 | Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing power | | | | | | | |
d39 | He leadeth me, O blessed thought | | | | | | | |
d40 | Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, Early | | | | | | | |
d41 | How bright appears our morning star | | | | | | | |
d42 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d43 | I am thinking today of that beautiful land | | | | | | | |
d44 | I built a cathedral deep down in my heart | | | | | | | |
d45 | I come to the garden alone | | | | | | | |
d46 | I love to tell the story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
d47 | I need thee every hour, most gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
d48 | If I have wounded any [a] soul today | | | | | | | |
d49 | It came upon the [a] midnight clear | | | | | | | |
d50 | I've reached the land of corn and wine | | | | | | | |
d51 | Jesus calls us, o'er the tumult | | | | | | | |
d52 | Jesus is tenderly calling thee [you] home | | | | | | | |
d53 | Jesus, keep me near the cross | | | | | | | |
d54 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d55 | Jesus loves me, this I know, For the Bible | | | | | | | |
d56 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
d57 | Just as I am, without one plea, But [Save] that thy blood | | | | | | | |
d58 | Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
d59 | Like the faint dawn of the morning | | | | | | | |
d60 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Fill our | | | | | | | |
d61 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
d62 | Mine eyes have seen the glory | | | | | | | |
d63 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d64 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d65 | My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
d66 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d67 | Now thank we all our God | | | | | | | |
d68 | Now the day is over, Night is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
d69 | O beautiful for spacious skies | | | | | | | |
d70 | O come, all ye faithful, Joyful and triumphant | | | | | | | |
d71 | O God, beneath thy [your] guiding hand | | | | | | | |
d72 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d73 | O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see | | | | | | | |
d74 | O Love that wilt [will] not let me go | | | | | | | |
d75 | O Master, let me walk with thee [you] | | | | | | | |
d76 | O [Our] God, our help in ages [seasons] past | | | | | | | |
d77 | O Sacred Head now [once] [sore] wounded [surrounded] | | | | | | | |
d78 | O worship the King, all glorious above | | | | | | | |
d79 | On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross | | | | | | | |
d80 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d81 | Rescue the perishing, care for the dying | | | | | | | |
d82 | Rise up, O men [man] [youth] of God | | | | | | | |
d83 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d84 | Savior, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
d85 | Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod | | | | | | | |
d86 | Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright | | | | | | | |
d87 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
d88 | Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
d89 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d90 | Still, still with thee, when purple morning breaketh | | | | | | | |
d91 | Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear | | | | | | | |
d92 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d93 | Tell me the story of Jesus, write on my heart | | | | | | | |
d94 | The first Noel, the angel did say | | | | | | | |
d95 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d96 | There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away | | | | | | | |
d97 | There is a name I love to hear, I love to sing [speak] its worth | | | | | | | |
d98 | There were ninety and nine that [who] safely lay | | | | | | | |
d99 | There's a church in the valley by the wildwood | | | | | | | |
d100 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |