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d1 | A Savior once came from the mansions of light | | | | | | | |
d2 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d3 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d4 | All hail to thee, Immanuel, we cast our crowns before | | | | | | | |
d5 | All things are ready, come to the feast | | | | | | | |
d6 | Almost persuaded now to believe, Almost | | | | | | | |
d7 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d8 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d9 | Are you weary, are you heavy hearted | | | | | | | |
d10 | Awake, awake, and sing the blessed story | | | | | | | |
d11 | Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine | | | | | | | |
d12 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d13 | Break thou the bread of life | | | | | | | |
d14 | Brightly beams our Father's mercy | | | | | | | |
d15 | Come, all ye weary oppressed | | | | | | | |
d16 | Come, every soul by sin oppressed, There's mercy | | | | | | | |
d17 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d18 | Come to Jesus, come to Jesus, Come to Jesus just now | | | | | | | |
d19 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d20 | Dear [Lord] [Well] Jesus, I long to be perfectly whole | | | | | | | |
d21 | Do not journey alone on the path below | | | | | | | |
d22 | Do not murmur when the day is drear | | | | | | | |
d23 | Down at the cross where my [the] Savior died | | | | | | | |
d24 | Faith of our fathers, living still [faith] | | | | | | | |
d25 | Far away the noise of strife upon my ear is falling | | | | | | | |
d26 | For God so loved the world, he gave his only Son | | | | | | | |
d27 | God is calling the prodigal | | | | | | | |
d28 | Hark 'tis the Shepherd's voice I hear | | | | | | | |
d29 | Have thine own way, Lord | | | | | | | |
d30 | Have thy [thine] affections been nailed to the cross | | | | | | | |
d31 | Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing power | | | | | | | |
d32 | He leadeth me, O blessed thought | | | | | | | |
d33 | Holy Ghost, with light [love] [power] divine | | | | | | | |
d34 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d35 | I am coming to the cross, I am poor | | | | | | | |
d36 | I am holding on to the promise grand | | | | | | | |
d37 | I am so happy in Christ today | | | | | | | |
d38 | I am thine, O Lord, I have heard thy voice | | | | | | | |
d39 | I can hear my [the] Savior calling | | | | | | | |
d40 | I come to the garden alone | | | | | | | |
d41 | I have a song that is full of cheer | | | | | | | |
d42 | I hear the Savior say, thy strength indeed is small | | | | | | | |
d43 | I know I love thee better, Lord | | | | | | | |
d44 | I know that my Savior will never forsake | | | | | | | |
d45 | I love to tell the story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
d46 | I must needs go home by the way of the cross | | | | | | | |
d47 | I stand amazed in the presence | | | | | | | |
d48 | I was drifting far from the beacon star | | | | | | | |
d49 | I was lost in sin but Jesus rescued me | | | | | | | |
d50 | I was sinking deep in sin | | | | | | | |
d51 | If you will come to Jesus, you will outshine the sun | | | | | | | |
d52 | I'm a-gonna sing and a-shout forever | | | | | | | |
d53 | I'm pressing on the upward way | | | | | | | |
d54 | In sorrow I wandered | | | | | | | |
d55 | It pays to serve Jesus, I speak from my heart | | | | | | | |
d56 | It was good for our fathers [mothers] [poor old Daniel] [the apostles] | | | | | | | |
d57 | Jesus calls us, o'er the tumult | | | | | | | |
d58 | Jesus came from glory land the world to save | | | | | | | |
d59 | Jesus, I am coming home today | | | | | | | |
d60 | Jesus is coming to earth again, What if it were today | | | | | | | |
d61 | Jesus is tenderly calling thee [you] home | | | | | | | |
d62 | Jesus, keep me near the cross | | | | | | | |
d63 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d64 | Jesus, my Savior, whatsoe'er the way | | | | | | | |
d65 | Just as I am, without one plea, But [Save] that thy blood | | | | | | | |
d66 | Keep the blood stained banner waving | | | | | | | |
d67 | Master, the tempest is raging | | | | | | | |
d68 | More about Jesus would I know | | | | | | | |
d69 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
d70 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d71 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d72 | My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
d73 | My Jesus [Savior], I love thee, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d74 | My life, my love I give to thee | | | | | | | |
d75 | My soul in sad exile was out on life's sea | | | | | | | |
d76 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d77 | Nothing between my soul and the [my] Savior | | | | | | | |
d78 | O do not let the Word depart, and close thine eyes | | | | | | | |
d79 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d80 | O how precious is the memory of the songs | | | | | | | |
d81 | O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
d82 | O they tell me of a home far beyond the skies | | | | | | | |
d83 | O think of the home over there, By the side of the river | | | | | | | |
d84 | O ye blood bought throngs, with your gladdest songs | | | | | | | |
d85 | On a hill far away stood an old rugged cross | | | | | | | |
d86 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d87 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d88 | Our love for our Master we like to show | | | | | | | |
d89 | Out of my bondage, sorrow and night | | | | | | | |
d90 | Pass me not, O gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
d91 | Rescue the perishing, care for the dying | | | | | | | |
d92 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d93 | Saved by the blood of the crucified one | | | | | | | |
d94 | Savior, more than life to me, I am clinging | | | | | | | |
d95 | Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod | | | | | | | |
d96 | Sing the wondrous love of Jesus, sing his mercy | | | | | | | |
d97 | Sing them over again to me, wonderful words of life | | | | | | | |
d98 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
d99 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d100 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |