# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A beautiful land by faith I see | | | | | | | |
d2 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
d3 | A few more years shall roll | | | | | | | |
d4 | A mansion in heaven we see | | | | | | | |
d5 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d6 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d7 | All you that are weary and sad, come | | | | | | | |
d8 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d9 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d10 | Among the mountain trees | | | | | | | |
d11 | And is the gospel peace and love | | | | | | | |
d12 | As on the cross the Savior hung | | | | | | | |
d13 | As the sweet flower, which scents the morn | | | | | | | |
d14 | Ashamed of Christ, our souls disdain | | | | | | | |
d15 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
d16 | Attend, young friends, while [whilst] I relate | | | | | | | |
d17 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d18 | Away from his home and the friends of his youth | | | | | | | |
d19 | Beautiful Zion, built above; Beautiful city that I love | | | | | | | |
d20 | Behold! the bright morning appears And Jesus revives from the grave | | | | | | | |
d21 | Beyond the smiling and the weeping | | | | | | | |
d22 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d23 | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
d24 | Bread of heaven, on thee I [we] feed | | | | | | | |
d25 | Broad is the road [stream] that leads to death [wrath] | | | | | | | |
d26 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
d27 | Christ the [our] Lord is [has] risen today, [Alleluia] [Sons of men] | | | | | | | |
d28 | Christian, the morn breaks sweetly [gently] o'er thee | | | | | | | |
d29 | Christians, keep your armor bright | | | | | | | |
d30 | Come Christian brethren ere we part | | | | | | | |
d31 | Come, come, come to the Savior | | | | | | | |
d32 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
d33 | Come in, thou blessed of the Lord [our God] | | | | | | | |
d34 | Come, let us anew our journey pursue | | | | | | | |
d35 | Come, let us pray; 'tis sweet to feel That God himself is near | | | | | | | |
d36 | Come sinners to the gospel feast | | | | | | | |
d37 | Come unto me [him], when shadows darkly gather | | | | | | | |
d38 | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
d39 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
d40 | Dark and thorny [stormy] is the desert | | | | | | | |
d41 | Dark was the night, and cold the ground | | | | | | | |
d42 | Day of judgment, day of wonders | | | | | | | |
d43 | Dear as thou wast [wert] and justly dear, We will not weep for thee | | | | | | | |
d44 | Death cannot make our souls afraid, If God be with us there | | | | | | | |
d45 | Delay not, delay not: O sinner [drunkard] draw near | | | | | | | |
d46 | Dismiss us with Thy blessing, Lord, Help | | | | | | | |
d47 | Fallen on Zion's battle hill [battlefield] | | | | | | | |
d48 | Far away in that land of the pure delight | | | | | | | |
d49 | Far from the [these] narrow [gloomy] scenes of night [life] | | | | | | | |
d50 | Flee, as a bird, to your [yon] [the] mountain | | | | | | | |
d51 | Friend after friend departs | | | | | | | |
d52 | From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies | | | | | | | |
d53 | From the cross uplifted high | | | | | | | |
d54 | From the table now retiring | | | | | | | |
d55 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
d56 | Go on ye [you] Pilgrims, while [here] below | | | | | | | |
d57 | Go to thy rest, my [dear] [fair] child | | | | | | | |
d58 | Go watch and pray, thou canst not tell | | | | | | | |
d59 | Go, when the morning shineth | | | | | | | |
d60 | Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews | | | | | | | |
d61 | Hail, sweetest, dearest, tie that binds | | | | | | | |
d62 | Hail the blest morn when [see] the great Mediator | | | | | | | |
d63 | Hark, ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
d64 | Hark, the voice of Jesus crying Who will go and work today | | | | | | | |
d65 | Have you heard, have you heard of that [the] sun-bright [heavenly] clime | | | | | | | |
d66 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
d67 | Hear the royal proclamation, the glad tidings | | | | | | | |
d68 | Here we are but straying pilgrims | | | | | | | |
d69 | Ho reapers of life's harvest why stand with rested blade | | | | | | | |
d70 | How blest the righteous when he dies | | | | | | | |
d71 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d72 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
d73 | How long, O Lord my Savior | | | | | | | |
d74 | How often I am weary | | | | | | | |
d75 | How pleasing to behold and see | | | | | | | |
d76 | How shall I my [we our] Savior set forth | | | | | | | |
d77 | How short and hasty is our life | | | | | | | |
d78 | How sweet, how [and] heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
d79 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d80 | I am so glad that our [my] Father [Savior] in heaven | | | | | | | |
d81 | I love the blessed Jesus, my Savior | | | | | | | |
d82 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
d83 | I love to think [sing] of heaven, where white robed angels are | | | | | | | |
d84 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
d85 | If 'tis sweet to mingle where | | | | | | | |
d86 | If you cannot on the ocean sail among [amongst] the swiftest fleet | | | | | | | |
d87 | I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my home | | | | | | | |
d88 | I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
d89 | I'm weary of straying [sighing] O fain would [when shall] I rest | | | | | | | |
d90 | In all my Lord's appointed ways | | | | | | | |
d91 | In memory of the [our] Savior's love | | | | | | | |
d92 | In seasons of grief to my God I'll repair | | | | | | | |
d93 | In that world of ancient story | | | | | | | |
d94 | In the Christian's home in [of] glory | | | | | | | |
d95 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
d96 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d97 | Jesus, cast a look on me | | | | | | | |
d98 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
d99 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
d100 | Jesus invites his saints | | | | | | | |