# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
aH.CV | Hosanna to the Prince of life | | | | | | | |
aH.CVI | How are thy servants blest, O Lord [God] | | | | | | | |
aH.CVII | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
aH.CVIII | How gracious and how wise | | | | | | | |
aH.CIX | How great thy works, almighty God | | | | | | | |
aH.CX | How honorable is the place | | | | | | | |
aH.CXI | How large the promise, how divine | | | | | | | |
aH.CXII | How long shall death, the tyrant, reign | | | | | | | |
aH.CXIII | How oft, alas, this [our] wretched [sinful] [wicked] heart | | | | | | | |
aH.CXIV | How rich are thy provisions, Lord | | | | | | | |
aH.CXV | How rich thy bounty, King of kings | | | | | | | |
aH.CXVI | How short and hasty is our life | | | | | | | |
aH.CXVII | How should the sons of Adam's race | | | | | | | |
aH.CXVIII | How sweet and awful [holy] [sacred] is the place | | | | | | | |
aH.CXIX | How sweetly along the gay mead | | | | | | | |
aH.CXX | If high or low our staion be | | | | | | | |
aH.CXXI | I hear the voice of woe, I hear a brother's sigh | | | | | | | |
aH.CXXII | I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
aH.CXXIII | Imposture shrinks from light | | | | | | | |
aH.CXXIV | Indulgent Father, how divine | | | | | | | |
aH.CXXV | Indulgent God, whose bounteous care O'er all thy works is shown | | | | | | | |
aH.CXXVI | Infinite grief, amazing woe | | | | | | | |
aH.CXXVII | In such a grave as this | | | | | | | |
aH.CXXVIII | In vain the erring world inquires | | | | | | | |
aH.CXXIX | In vain we lavish out our lives To gather empty wind | | | | | | | |
aH.CXXX | In vain would boasting reason find | | | | | | | |
aH.CXXXI | In various forms to saints of old | | | | | | | |
aH.CXXXII | I sing my Savior's wondrous death | | | | | | | |
aH.CXXXIII | Jesus, I love thy glorious [precious] [sacred] [saving] name | | | | | | | |
aH.CXXXIV | Jesus is gone above the skies [sky] | | | | | | | |
aH.CXXXV | Jesus, my Lord, how rich thy grace | | | | | | | |
aH.CXXXVI | Jesus, the eternal, glorious Son of God | | | | | | | |
aH.CXXXVII | Jesus, thou everlasting king | | | | | | | |
aH.CXXXVIII | Jesus, thou spring of joys divine | | | | | | | |
aH.CXXXIX | Jesus, we sing thy matchless grace | | | | | | | |
aH.CXL | Join all the glorious names | | | | | | | |
aH.CXLI | Keep silence, all created things | | | | | | | |
aH.CXLII | Laden with guilt, and full of fears | | | | | | | |
aH.CXLIII | Let coward guilt, with pallid fear | | | | | | | |
aH.CXLIV | Let every mortal ear attend | | | | | | | |
aH.CXLV | Let men of high conceit and zeal | | | | | | | |
aH.CXLVI | Let mortal tongues attempt to sing | | | | | | | |
aH.CXLVII | Let others boast how strong they be [are] | | | | | | | |
aH.CXLVIII | Let party names no more | | | | | | | |
aH.CXLIX | Let Pharisees of high esteem | | | | | | | |
aH.CL | Let those who bear the Christian name | | | | | | | |
aH.CLI | Let us adore the eternal word | | | | | | | |
aH.CLII | Life is a span, a fleeting hour | | | | | | | |
aH.CLIII | Life is the time to serve the Lord | | | | | | | |
aH.CLIV | Lord, how secure my conscience was [lay] | | | | | | | |
aH.CLV | Lord, in thy service I would spend | | | | | | | |
aH.CLVI | Lord of the earth, and sea, and skies | | | | | | | |
aH.CLVII | Lord of the [this] Sabbath, hear our vows | | | | | | | |
aH.CLVIII | Lord, thou art good, all nature shows | | | | | | | |
aH.CLIX | Lord, what our ears have heard | | | | | | | |
aH.CLX | Lord, when my [our] raptured thought surveys | | | | | | | |
aH.CLXI | Lord, when my thoughts delighted rove | | | | | | | |
aH.CLXII | Loud let the tuneful trumpet sound | | | | | | | |
aH.CLXIII | Loud to the Prince of Heaven | | | | | | | |
aH.CLXIV | Low at thy gracious feet I bend | | | | | | | |
aH.CLXV | Lo what a glorious sight appears | | | | | | | |
aH.CLXVI | Mistaken souls, that [who] dream of heaven | | | | | | | |
aH.CLXVII | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
aH.CLXVIII | My God, permit me [us] not to be a stranger | | | | | | | |
aH.CLXIX | My God the covenant of thy love abides forever sure | | | | | | | |
aH.CLXX | My God, what silken [gentle] cords are thine | | | | | | | |
aH.CLXXI | My God, whene'er my longing heart | | | | | | | |
aH.CLXXII | My Maker and my King | | | | | | | |
aH.CLXXIII | My Savior, when my thoughts recall | | | | | | | |
aH.CLXXIV | My sorrows, like a flood | | | | | | | |
aH.CLXXV | My soul, a hymn of evening praise | | | | | | | |
aH.CLXXVI | My Sovereign, to Thy throne | | | | | | | |
aH.CLXXVII | Mysterious rite, by heaven ordained | | | | | | | |
aH.CLXXVIII | Naked as from the earth we came | | | | | | | |
aH.CLXXIX | No, I shall envy them no more | | | | | | | |
aH.CLXXX | Nor eye hath seen nor ear hath heard | | | | | | | |
aH.CLXXXI | Not all the nobles of the earth who boast the honors of their birth | | | | | | | |
aH.CLXXXII | Not to condemn the sons of men did Christ the son | | | | | | | |
aH.CLXXXIII | Not to the terrors of the Lord the tempest fire and smoke | | | | | | | |
aH.CLXXXIV | Now let our mourning [drooping] hearts revive | | | | | | | |
aH.CLXXXV | Now let our humble faith behold | | | | | | | |
aH.CLXXXVI | Now shall my inward joys arise, and burst | | | | | | | |
aH.CLXXXVII | Now to the Lord a noble [joyful] song | | | | | | | |
aH.CLXXXVIII | Now to the Lord, that [who] makes [made] us know | | | | | | | |
aH.CLXXXIX | Now to the power of God Supreme | | | | | | | |
aH.CXC | Now to thy heavenly father's praise | | | | | | | |
aH.CXCI | Now winter throws his icy chains | | | | | | | |
aH.CXCII | O charity, thou [the] heavenly grace | | | | | | | |
aH.CXCIII | O could I soar to worlds above | | | | | | | |
aH.CXCIV | O'er mountain tops the mount of God | | | | | | | |
aH.CXCV | O God, my Father, I adore | | | | | | | |
aH.CXCVI | O God, our Father, and our king | | | | | | | |
aH.CXCVII | O God, we praise thee and confess | | | | | | | |
aH.CXCVIII | O happy Church, celestial bride | | | | | | | |
aH.CXCIX | O happy is the man [child] who [that] hears instruction's [religion's] [Messiah's] warning voice | | | | | | | |
aH.CC | O Lord, my best desire [desires] fulfill | | | | | | | |
aH.CCI | On thee, each morning, O my God, My waking thoughts attend | | | | | | | |
aH.CCII | O resignation, heavenly power | | | | | | | |
aH.CCIII | O that I knew the secret place | | | | | | | |
aH.CCIV | O thou, before whose gracious throne | | | | | | | |