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101 | We sing the praise of him who died | | | | | | | |
102 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed | | | | | | | |
103 | Not all the blood of beasts | | | | | | | |
104 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
105 | Glory, glory, Lord, to thee | | | | | | | |
106 | For ever here my rest shall be | | | | | | | |
107 | All is o’er, the pain, the sorrow | | | | | | | |
108 | Resting from his work today | | | | | | | |
109 | Easter Day is here and we | | | | | | | |
110 | On this high feast, this day of days | | | | | | | |
111 | Jesus Christ is risen today | | | | | | | |
112 | Christ the Lord is risen today (Wesley) | | | | | | | |
113 | The happy morn is come! | | | | | | | |
114 | The Lord hath quelled the rebel powers | | | | | | | |
115 | Ye choirs of new Jerusalem | | | | | | | |
116 | Come, see the place where Jesus lay | | | | | | | |
117 | He is risen, he is risen | | | | | | | |
118 | Again the Lord of life and light | | | | | | | |
119 | The banquet of the Lamb is laid | | | | | | | |
120 | Come once more, with songs descending | | | | | | | |
121 | The strife is o’er, the battle done | | | | | | | |
122 | Jesus lives, no longer now | | | | | | | |
123 | Lord, in thy name thy servants plead | | | | | | | |
124 | Son of Man, to thee I cry | | | | | | | |
125 | Hail the day that sees him rise | | | | | | | |
126 | O Christ, who lifted to the sky | | | | | | | |
127 | Our Lord is risen from the dead | | | | | | | |
128 | Rejoice, the Lord is King | | | | | | | |
129 | The head that once was crowned with thorns | | | | | | | |
130 | Hark, ten thousand voices sounding | | | | | | | |
131 | Creator Spirit, by whose aid | | | | | | | |
132 | Blest Source of mercy, truth and love | | | | | | | |
133 | Come, Holy Spirit, come; let thy bright beams arise | | | | | | | |
134 | Come, Holy Spirit, Lord of grace | | | | | | | |
135 | Holy Ghost, with light divine | | | | | | | |
136 | Come, Holy Ghost, our souls inspire | | | | | | | |
137 | When God of old came down from heaven | | | | | | | |
138 | Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed | | | | | | | |
139 | Come, thou Holy Spirit, nigh | | | | | | | |
140 | Come, mild and holy Dove | | | | | | | |
141 | Round the Lord in glory seated | | | | | | | |
142 | We give immortal praise | | | | | | | |
143 | Father of heaven, whose love profound | | | | | | | |
144 | Three in One, and One in Three | | | | | | | |
145 | O God of life, whose power benign | | | | | | | |
146 | Holy, Holy, Holy! Lord God Almighty | | | | | | | |
147 | Thrice-holy God of sovereign might | | | | | | | |
148 | Great God, who in thy light dost rest | | | | | | | |
149 | Lamb of God, whose dying love | | | | | | | |
150 | O God, unseen, yet ever near | | | | | | | |
151 | O God of mercy, God of might | | | | | | | |
152 | Wake, my tongue, the mystery telling | | | | | | | |
153 | My God, and is thy table spread | | | | | | | |
154 | Lord Jesus, God of grace and love | | | | | | | |
155 | For mercies, countless as the sands | | | | | | | |
156 | Lord, when before thy throne we meet | | | | | | | |
157 | Gainst what foeman art thou rushing | | | | | | | |
158 | O Zion, open thy temple gates | | | | | | | |
159 | Within a chamber, calm and still | | | | | | | |
160 | Hail, highly favored, blessed Maid | | | | | | | |
161 | O God of armies, strong to save | | | | | | | |
162 | The Father show us, gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
163 | Brightly did the light divine | | | | | | | |
164 | Lo, from the desert homes | | | | | | | |
165 | In weakness great and strong in hidden might | | | | | | | |
166 | As James the Great, with glowing zeal | | | | | | | |
167 | Beneath the fig-tree’s grateful shade | | | | | | | |
168 | Lo, sea and land their gifts outpour | | | | | | | |
169 | They come, God’s messengers of love | | | | | | | |
170 | With me is Luke alone of all | | | | | | | |
171 | How blest the union, gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
172 | Who are these like stars appearing | | | | | | | |
173 | What are these in bright array? | | | | | | | |
174 | O happy saints, who dwell in light | | | | | | | |
175 | Lord of the Church, we humbly pray | | | | | | | |
176 | How beauteous are their feet | | | | | | | |
177 | Pour out thy Spirit from on high | | | | | | | |
178 | How beautiful the feet that bring | | | | | | | |
179 | Savior, who thy flock art feeding | | | | | | | |
180 | In token that thou shalt not fear | | | | | | | |
181 | Soldiers of Christ, arise | | | | | | | |
182 | O God, in whose all-searching eye | | | | | | | |
183 | When fairest Eve in Eden rose | | | | | | | |
184 | Earth to earth and dust to dust | | | | | | | |
185 | From out the deep, O Lord, on thee | | | | | | | |
186 | O thou who bidd’st the ocean deep | | | | | | | |
187 | Before Jehovah’s awful throne | | | | | | | |
188 | Jerusalem, my happy home (II) | | | | | | | |
189 | O God of hosts, the mighty Lord | | | | | | | |
190 | Gracious Spirit, Dove divine | | | | | | | |
191 | Jerusalem on high | | | | | | | |
192 | Affliction is a stormy deep | | | | | | | |
193 | Amid the various scenes of ills | | | | | | | |
194 | The Lord my pasture shall prepare | | | | | | | |
195 | When all thy mercies, O my God | | | | | | | |
196 | Let us with a gladsome mind | | | | | | | |
197 | How bright these glorious spirits shine | | | | | | | |
198 | The spacious firmament on high | | | | | | | |
199 | Lord, see how swelling crowds arise | | | | | | | |
200 | Where high the heavenly temple stands | | | | | | | |