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101 | Lo what a glorious sight appears | | | | | | | |
102 | Compared with Christ, in all beside | | | | | | | |
103 | The deluge at the almighty's call | | | | | | | |
104 | Where is my God? does he retire | | | | | | | |
105 | Come, let us here rejoice to raise | | | | | | | |
106 | When Isr'l's grieving tribes complained | | | | | | | |
107 | Depraved minds on ashes feed | | | | | | | |
108 | Jesus the heavenly lover gave | | | | | | | |
109 | Ye worlds of light, that roll so near | | | | | | | |
110 | To Christ, the Lord, let every tongue | | | | | | | |
111 | Come, thou long-expected Jesus! | | | | | | | |
112 | Lord, dost thou show a corner-stone | | | | | | | |
113 | Infinite excellence is thine | | | | | | | |
114 | Awake, our souls, and bless his name | | | | | | | |
115 | Christ is the way to heavenly bliss | | | | | | | |
116 | And is the gospel peace and love | | | | | | | |
117 | Jesus, the Lord, our souls adore | | | | | | | |
118 | A fulness resides in Jesus our head | | | | | | | |
119 | There is a fountain filled with blood | | | | | | | |
120 | Poor, weak, and worthless though I am | | | | | | | |
121 | Had I ten thousand gifts beside | | | | | | | |
122 | Come, let our hearts and voices join | | | | | | | |
123 | Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend | | | | | | | |
124 | Praise to our Shepherd's gracious name | | | | | | | |
125 | Jesus my Love, my chief delight | | | | | | | |
126 | In one harmonious cheerful song | | | | | | | |
127 | Jesus, I sing thy matchless grace | | | | | | | |
128 | Why should the saints be fill'd with dread | | | | | | | |
129 | God with us, O glorious name | | | | | | | |
130 | Come, ye that love the Saviour's name | | | | | | | |
131 | Behold, the sin atoning Lamb | | | | | | | |
132 | Jesus, the name high over all | | | | | | | |
133 | Thou very paschal Lamb | | | | | | | |
134 | When sins and fears prevailing rise | | | | | | | |
135 | Light of those whose dreary dwelling | | | | | | | |
136 | King of Salem, bless my soul | | | | | | | |
137 | Jesus, commissioned from above | | | | | | | |
138 | Glory to God, who reigns above | | | | | | | |
139 | Christ, our passover, is slain | | | | | | | |
140 | Ye glittering toys of earth, adieu | | | | | | | |
141 | Deep are the wounds which sin has made | | | | | | | |
142 | 'Mong all the priests of Jewish race | | | | | | | |
143 | Jesus, how precious is thy name | | | | | | | |
144 | Could the creatures help or ease us | | | | | | | |
145 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
146 | I come, the great Redeemer cries | | | | | | | |
147 | Saviour divine, we know Thy name | | | | | | | |
148 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me | | | | | | | |
149 | All hail, thou great Immanuel | | | | | | | |
150 | Jesus, the Spring of joys divine | | | | | | | |
151 | While my Redeemer's near | | | | | | | |
152 | Hail, my ever blessed Jesus | | | | | | | |
153 | When earthly comforts die | | | | | | | |
154 | All hail the power of Jesus' name | | | | | | | |
155 | Jesus, immutably the same | | | | | | | |
156 | There is no path to heavenly bliss | | | | | | | |
157 | My God assist me, while I raise an anthem | | | | | | | |
158 | I am, saith Christ, the Way | | | | | | | |
159 | Shall atheists dare insult the cross | | | | | | | |
160 | O love, beyond conception great | | | | | | | |
161 | Rejoice, believer, in the Lord | | | | | | | |
162 | When Peter through the tedious night | | | | | | | |
163 | Great God, 'tis from thy sovereign | | | | | | | |
164 | Grace, 'tis a charming sound | | | | | | | |
165 | Father, how wide thy glory shines | | | | | | | |
166 | God, in the gospel of His Son | | | | | | | |
167 | Jesus, the eternal, glorious Son of God | | | | | | | |
168 | On Zion, his own holy mount | | | | | | | |
169 | Blow ye the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
170 | Loud let the tuneful trumpet sound | | | | | | | |
171 | What wisdom, majesty and grace | | | | | | | |
172 | What shall the dying sinner do | | | | | | | |
173 | Is there, in heaven or earth, who can | | | | | | | |
174 | Hail, thou once despised Jesus | | | | | | | |
175 | Alas by nature how depraved | | | | | | | |
176 | Let others boast their ancient line | | | | | | | |
177 | Sovereign of all the worlds on high | | | | | | | |
178 | Lost in the ruins of the fall | | | | | | | |
179 | Sinners, this solemn truth regard | | | | | | | |
180 | My God the covenant of thy love | | | | | | | |
181 | Our heavenly Father calls | | | | | | | |
182 | My rising soul, with strong desires | | | | | | | |
183 | My sorrows, like a flood | | | | | | | |
184 | O 'tis a soul transporting sight | | | | | | | |
185 | Who shall condemn to endless flames | | | | | | | |
186 | Sons we are, through God's election | | | | | | | |
187 | Hail, mighty Jesus, how divine | | | | | | | |
188 | Forgiveness! 'tis a joyful sound | | | | | | | |
189 | 'Tis finish'd! so the Saviour cried | | | | | | | |
190 | Ye saints attend the Saviour's voice | | | | | | | |
191 | And may I hope that when no more | | | | | | | |
192 | O my distrustful heart | | | | | | | |
193 | Hark! for 'tis God's own Son that calls | | | | | | | |
194 | Lord, hast thou made me know thy ways? | | | | | | | |
195 | Jesus, my Saviour and my God | | | | | | | |
196 | Blessed are the sons of God | | | | | | | |
197 | My Saviour, let me hear thy voice | | | | | | | |
198 | How oft, alas! this wretched heart | | | | | | | |
199 | Great God of wonders all thy ways | | | | | | | |
200 | Enslaved by sin and bound in chains | | | | | | | |