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d1 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d2 | Almost persuaded, God to believe | | | | | | | |
d3 | Approach, my soul, the mercy seat | | | | | | | |
d4 | Around the throne of God in heaven, thousands | | | | | | | |
d5 | Art thou weary, art thou languid | | | | | | | |
d6 | Behold, behold the Lamb of God, On the cross | | | | | | | |
d7 | By faith I view my Savior dying | | | | | | | |
d8 | Come, come to Jesus, He waits to pardon [welcome] thee | | | | | | | |
d9 | Come, Holy Spirit, come; Let thy bright beams divine | | | | | | | |
d10 | Come to Jesus, come to Jesus, Come to Jesus just now | | | | | | | |
d11 | Come, trembling sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
d12 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
d13 | Friends of Jesus will you meet us | | | | | | | |
d14 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
d15 | Here Jesus stands with open arms | | | | | | | |
d16 | How condescending, and how kind | | | | | | | |
d17 | I gave my life for [to] thee | | | | | | | |
d18 | I heard the voice of Jesus say, come unto me and rest | | | | | | | |
d19 | I lay my sins on Jesus | | | | | | | |
d20 | I was a wandering sheep | | | | | | | |
d21 | I'll come to Jesus now | | | | | | | |
d22 | In the presence of Jesus my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
d23 | In the silent midnight watches, list thy bosom's door | | | | | | | |
d24 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
d25 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
d26 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d27 | Jesus loves me, this I know, For the Bible | | | | | | | |
d28 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d29 | Jesus, our Lord, who knows full well | | | | | | | |
d30 | Jesus, Savior, hear my cry | | | | | | | |
d31 | Jesus sought me when a stranger, wandering from the fold | | | | | | | |
d32 | Just as I am, without one plea, But [Save] that thy blood | | | | | | | |
d33 | Let me but hear my [the] Savior say | | | | | | | |
d34 | Let the eyes that are weary | | | | | | | |
d35 | Lord, I am thine, entirely thine, Purchased and saved by blood divine | | | | | | | |
d36 | Lord, I hear of [that] [the] showers of blessing | | | | | | | |
d37 | Many the judgment day will part | | | | | | | |
d38 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d39 | My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
d40 | My Jesus [Savior], I love thee, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d41 | My precious Savior, bind me fast | | | | | | | |
d42 | My thoughts, before they are my own | | | | | | | |
d43 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d44 | Nothing either great or small, nothing sinner | | | | | | | |
d45 | O that sweet, that melting story | | | | | | | |
d46 | One there is above all others, well [who] deserves | | | | | | | |
d47 | Return, O wanderer, return [Return, return, now wanderer] | | | | | | | |
d48 | Savior, visit Thy [our] plantation, grant us Lord, a gracious rain | | | | | | | |
d49 | Say, sinner, hath a voice within | | | | | | | |
d50 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive, let a repenting | | | | | | | |
d51 | Stop, poor sinner [sinners], stop and think | | | | | | | |
d52 | Sweet is the voice of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d53 | Tell me the old, old story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
d54 | The judgment day is coming, coming, coming | | | | | | | |
d55 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d56 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d57 | There is a time, we know not when | | | | | | | |
d58 | There is a world of endless day | | | | | | | |
d59 | Thy works, not mine [ours], O Christ | | | | | | | |
d60 | 'Tis my happiness below | | | | | | | |
d61 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d62 | Weeping soul, no longer mourn, Jesus all thy griefs hath borne | | | | | | | |
d63 | Weeping will not save me [you], though my face | | | | | | | |
d64 | We're traveling home to heaven above | | | | | | | |
d65 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d66 | What blessed assurance in God's precious word | | | | | | | |
d67 | What can I give to Jesus | | | | | | | |
d68 | What mean this eager, anxious throng | | | | | | | |
d69 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d70 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d71 | Ye angels, who stand round the throne | | | | | | | |
d72 | Ye who know your sins forgiven | | | | | | | |