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101 | Jesus, meek and gentle | | | | | | | |
102 | The chosen three, on mountain height | | | | | | | |
103 | Happy the men who Jesus knows | VENETIA | | | | | | |
104 | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned upon the Savior's brow | | | | | | | |
105 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
106 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
107 | Ride on, ride on in majesty | | | | | | | |
108 | Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates | | | | | | | |
109 | Hosanna, loud hosanna, The little [joyful] children sang | | | | | | | |
110 | All glory, laud, and honor to thee, Redeemer, King | | | | | | | |
111 | When, his salvation bringing [sending] | | | | | | | |
112 | O thou eternal Christ of God | | | | | | | |
113 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
114 | O come and mourn with me awhile | | | | | | | |
115 | Cross of Jesus, cross of sorrow | | | | | | | |
116 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
117 | Jesus the crucified, pleads for me | | | | | | | |
118 | Holy Jesu, by Thy Passion | [Holy Jesu, by Thy Passion] | | | | | | |
119 | Beneath the cross of Jesus I fain would take my stand | | | | | | | |
120 | Ask ye [me] what great thing I know | | | | | | | |
121 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
122 | In the cross of Christ I [we] glory, towering | | | | | | | |
123 | O Sacred Head now [once] [sore] wounded [surrounded] | | | | | | | |
124 | Above the hills of time the cross is gleaming | | | | | | | |
125 | Never further than thy cross, Never higher than thy feet | | | | | | | |
126 | O the bitter shame [pain] and [of] sorrow | | | | | | | |
127 | Did Jesus die for you and me | ST. ANN'S | | | | | | |
128 | O love divine, what hast thou done | | | | | | | |
129 | The head that once was crowned with thorns | | | | | | | |
130 | The royal banner is unfurled | | | | | | | |
131 | Let all the world in wonder gaze | | | | | | | |
132 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
133 | Cold Gethsemane, the sweat and tears | | | | | | | |
134 | Behold the Savior of mankind | | | | | | | |
135 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
136 | Jesus Christ is risen today, Our triumphant | | | | | | | |
137 | This is the day the Lord hath [has] made, He calls | | | | | | | |
138 | Away with gloom, away with doubt | | | | | | | |
139 | The Lord is risen indeed | | | | | | | |
140 | Your risen Lord behold | | | | | | | |
141 | Low in the grave he lay, Jesus, my Savior | | | | | | | |
142 | Sing with all the sons of glory | | | | | | | |
143 | Life is good, for God contrives it | | | | | | | |
144 | Christ the Lord is risen today, Alleluia! | | | | | | | |
145 | Come, ye [you] faithful, raise the strain | | | | | | | |
146 | Welcome, happy morning, age to age shall say | | | | | | | |
147 | The day of resurrection! Earth tell it out abroad | | | | | | | |
148 | Rise, glorious Conqueror [leader], rise | | | | | | | |
149 | The strife is o'er the battle done | | | | | | | |
150 | Rejoice, the Lord is King, Your God [Lord] and King adore | | | | | | | |
151 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
152 | Thou, O Christ, ascending high | | | | | | | |
153 | Jesus, the Conqueror, reigns | | | | | | | |
154 | O could I [we] speak the matchless worth | | | | | | | |
155 | Crown him with many crowns [thorns] | | | | | | | |
156 | Ye [You] servants of God [Christ] your Master proclaim | | | | | | | |
157 | Hark, ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
158 | All hail the power of Jesus' name! Let angels prostrate fall | CORONATION | | | | | | |
159 | All hail the power of Jesus' name! Let angels prostrate fall | DIADEM | | | | | | |
160 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers | | | | | | | |
161 | Holy Spirit, truth divine, Dawn upon this soul of mine | | | | | | | |
162 | Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed | | | | | | | |
163 | Spirit divine, attend our prayer [prayers] | | | | | | | |
164 | Spirit of faith, come down | | | | | | | |
165 | Holy Ghost, with light [love] [power] divine | | | | | | | |
166 | Holy Spirit from on high | | | | | | | |
167 | Holy Spirit, faithful Guide | | | | | | | |
168 | O Spirit of the living God, thou light and fire | | | | | | | |
169 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
170 | All things are ready, Come, Come to the supper spread | | | | | | | |
171 | O that my load of sin were [was] gone | | | | | | | |
172 | God calling yet, shall I not hear | | | | | | | |
173 | Forgive my foes, it cannot be | | | | | | | |
174 | Come sinners to the gospel feast | | | | | | | |
175 | Sinners, obey the gospel word | | | | | | | |
176 | Ye full, of confidence unfound | EVANSTON | | | | | | |
177 | Come, saith [said] [says] Jesus' sacred voice | | | | | | | |
178 | Art thou weary, art thou troubled | | | | | | | |
179 | O Jesu [Jesus], thou art standing | | | | | | | |
180 | Be it according to thy word | | | | | | | |
181 | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
182 | The old congenial man of sin | | | | | | | |
183 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
184 | Savior, I know Thy gracious will | | | | | | | |
185 | Just as I am, without one plea, But [Save] that thy blood | | | | | | | |
186 | How happy the sorrowful man | | | | | | | |
187 | Ah Lord with late regret I own | | | | | | | |
188 | Bowing at thy cross, O Jesus | | | | | | | |
189 | Depth of mercy, can there be, Mercy still reserved for me? | | | | | | | |
190 | Jesus, the sinner's friend, to thee | | | | | | | |
191 | Father, I stretch my hand [hands] to thee | | | | | | | |
192 | Jesus, thy blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
193 | O what amazing words of grace Are in the gospel found | | | | | | | |
194 | Strong Son of God, immortal Love | | | | | | | |
195 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
196 | Eternal Lord of earth and skies | | | | | | | |
197 | I heard the voice of Jesus say, "Come unto Me and rest | VOX DILECTI | | | | | | |
198 | I heard the voice of Jesus say, "Come unto Me and rest | TRUMAN | | | | | | |
199 | Arise, my soul, arise, shake off | | | | | | | |
200 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |