# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Great God, before thy mercy seat | | | | | | | |
d102 | Great God, to thee I make | | | | | | | |
d103 | Great High Priest, we view thee stooping | | | | | | | |
d104 | Great is the Lord, his works [acts] of might | | | | | | | |
d105 | Great was the day, the joy was great | | | | | | | |
d106 | Great Zion's King, we suppliant bow | | | | | | | |
d107 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d108 | Hail, thou once despised Jesus | | | | | | | |
d109 | Happy the Church, thou [the] sacred place | | | | | | | |
d110 | Happy the heart where graces reign | | | | | | | |
d111 | Hark, from the tomb [tombs] a doleful [warning] [mournful] sound | | | | | | | |
d112 | Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
d113 | Hark, the gospel trumpet's sounding, Sinners, hear | | | | | | | |
d114 | Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King | | | | | | | |
d115 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
d116 | Haste [Hasten], [O] sinner [sinners] [now] to be wise | | | | | | | |
d117 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
d118 | He who on earth as man was known | | | | | | | |
d119 | Hear, gracious God [Lord], my humble moan [prayer] | | | | | | | |
d120 | Hear, O sinner, mercy hails [calls] you | | | | | | | |
d121 | Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims | | | | | | | |
d122 | Hearts of stone, relent, relent | | | | | | | |
d123 | Here at thy temple, Lord, we meet | | | | | | | |
d124 | Ho, everyone that thirsts, draw nigh | | | | | | | |
d125 | How blest the righteous when he dies | | | | | | | |
d126 | How charming is the place | | | | | | | |
d127 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d128 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
d129 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
d130 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
d131 | How shall the sons of men appear | | | | | | | |
d132 | How sweet, how [and] heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
d133 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d134 | How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound | | | | | | | |
d135 | I came to the spot where the White Pilgrim lay | | | | | | | |
d136 | I lift my soul to God, my trust is in | | | | | | | |
d137 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
d138 | I saw beyond the tomb | | | | | | | |
d139 | I see the pleasant bed where lies the dying saint | | | | | | | |
d140 | I waited patient for the Lord | | | | | | | |
d141 | In all my Lord's appointed ways | | | | | | | |
d142 | In all my [our] vast concerns with thee | | | | | | | |
d143 | In thy great name, O Lord, we come | | | | | | | |
d144 | Indulgent God, whose bounteous care O'er all thy works is shown | | | | | | | |
d145 | Infinite excellence is thine | | | | | | | |
d146 | Inquire, ye pilgrims, for the way | | | | | | | |
d147 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d148 | Jesus, dear name, how sweet it [the] sound(s) | | | | | | | |
d149 | Jesus, delightful, charming name | | | | | | | |
d150 | Jesus, full of all compassion | | | | | | | |
d151 | Jesus, I sing thy matchless [wondrous] grace | | | | | | | |
d152 | Jesus, my King, proclaims the war | | | | | | | |
d153 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d154 | Jesus, my Savior, let me be | | | | | | | |
d155 | Jesus thou hast freely saved us | | | | | | | |
d156 | Jesus, thy blessings are not few | | | | | | | |
d157 | Jesus, who knows full well | | | | | | | |
d158 | Join all the names of love and power | | | | | | | |
d159 | Join all who love the Savior's name | | | | | | | |
d160 | Joy to the world, Messiah's come | | | | | | | |
d161 | Laden with guilt, and full of fears | | | | | | | |
d162 | Let avarice from [borne] shore to shore | | | | | | | |
d163 | Let every mortal ear attend | | | | | | | |
d164 | Let us adore the grace that seeks | | | | | | | |
d165 | Let Zion's watchman all awake | | | | | | | |
d166 | Light of those whose dreary dwelling | | | | | | | |
d167 | Lo the destroying angel flies | | | | | | | |
d168 | Lo the rock is rolled away | | | | | | | |
d169 | Lord, at thy feet a [we] sinner [sinners] lie [lies] | | | | | | | |
d170 | Lord, at thy table I [we] behold The wonders of thy grace | | | | | | | |
d171 | Lord, at thy temple we appear, As happy Simon came | | | | | | | |
d172 | Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing | | | | | | | |
d173 | Lord, help me to repent, with sin forever | | | | | | | |
d174 | Lord, how delightful 'tis to see A whole assembly worship thee | | | | | | | |
d175 | Lord, I have made thy word my choice | | | | | | | |
d176 | Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high | | | | | | | |
d177 | Lord, let thy presence now attend | | | | | | | |
d178 | Lord of hosts, how lovely [how bright] [divinely] fair | | | | | | | |
d179 | Lord of my life, O may thy praise | | | | | | | |
d180 | Lord, thou hast taught the way | | | | | | | |
d181 | Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray | | | | | | | |
d182 | Lord, 'tis sweet to mingle where | | | | | | | |
d183 | Lord, while around thy board we meet | | | | | | | |
d184 | Lovers of pleasure more than God | | | | | | | |
d185 | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned upon the Savior's brow | | | | | | | |
d186 | Morning breaks upon the tomb | | | | | | | |
d187 | Mortals, awake, with angels join | | | | | | | |
d188 | Must friends and kindred droop and die | | | | | | | |
d189 | My barns are full, my stores increase | | | | | | | |
d190 | My conscious guilt is now so great | | | | | | | |
d191 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
d192 | My God, thy boundless love I [we] praise | | | | | | | |
d193 | My God, 'tis to thy mercy seat my soul for shelter flies | | | | | | | |
d194 | My Savior and my King, Thy beauties [honors] are divine | | | | | | | |
d195 | My Shepherd will supply my need | | | | | | | |
d196 | My sorrows, like a flood | | | | | | | |
d197 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
d198 | Not all the blood of beast [beasts], On Jewish altars | | | | | | | |
d199 | Now follow with thy power, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d200 | Now is the accepted time | | | | | | | |