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1 | I need thee every hour | | | | | | | |
2 | O hear my cry, be gracious now to me | | | | | | | |
3 | Mellow chimes are stealing | | | | | | | |
4 | Precious Bible, what a store | | | | | | | |
5 | Give to the winds thy fears | | | | | | | |
6 | From every stormy wind that blows | | | | | | | |
7 | I send the joys of earth away | | | | | | | |
8 | Jesus! and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
9 | Shall we gather at the river | | | | | | | |
10 | What can wash away my stain? | | | | | | | |
11 | Onward, Christian soldiers | | | | | | | |
12 | Hark! hark! my soul: Angelic songs are swelling | | | | | | | |
13 | Anywhere with Jesus, says the Christian heart | | | | | | | |
14 | In the evening there is weeping | | | | | | | |
15 | Work, for the night is coming | | | | | | | |
16 | Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears | | | | | | | |
17 | My soul be on thy guard | | | | | | | |
18 | How gentle God's commands! | | | | | | | |
19 | Fling out the banner, let it float | | | | | | | |
20 | Rescue the perishing | | | | | | | |
21 | Arise, go forth to conquer | | | | | | | |
22 | Ring, ring the bells o'er ocean and shore | | | | | | | |
23 | Heavenly Father, bless me now | | | | | | | |
24 | Dear Lord, thy precious blood was shed for me | | | | | | | |
25 | "Land ahead!" its fruits are waving | | | | | | | |
26 | I have heard of a land far away | | | | | | | |
27 | Pass me not, O gentle Saviour | | | | | | | |
28 | In the march of life, thro' the toil and strife | | | | | | | |
29 | O the peace that in Jesus I find! | | | | | | | |
30 | Is my hope on the Rifted Rock | | | | | | | |
31 | Guiding o'er life's fitful waters | | | | | | | |
32 | Amazing grace! how sweet the sound | | | | | | | |
33 | I hear the Saviour say | | | | | | | |
34 | He leadeth me: O blessed thought | | | | | | | |
35 | Must Jesus bear the cross alone | | | | | | | |
36 | Great God, indulge my humble claim | | | | | | | |
37 | Father, glorify thy Son | | | | | | | |
38 | My heart is made a manger | | | | | | | |
39 | Just as I am--without one plea | | | | | | | |
40 | O what amazing words of grace | | | | | | | |
41 | Prostrate, dear Jesus, at Thy feet | | | | | | | |
42 | My hope is built on nothing less | | | | | | | |
43 | One more day's work for Jesus | | | | | | | |
44 | Jesus, my Saviour, Cleanse me from sin | | | | | | | |
45 | Only trusting in my Saviour | | | | | | | |
46 | Blessed Bible! how I love it! | | | | | | | |
47 | There is a fountain filled with blood | | | | | | | |
48 | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
49 | O could I find, from day to day | | | | | | | |
50 | O happy day that fix'd my choice | | | | | | | |
51 | Thine, most gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
52 | Wanderer, come, there's room for thee | | | | | | | |
53 | Tell me the old, old story | | | | | | | |
54 | I love to tell the story | | | | | | | |
55 | By and by, when the reapers come | | | | | | | |
56 | Awake my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
57 | Lord! in the morning Thou shalt hear | | | | | | | |
58 | What sinners value, I resign | | | | | | | |
59 | We sing his love, who once was slain | | | | | | | |
60 | My faith looks up to Thee | | | | | | | |
61 | I sometimes think 'tis too good to be true | | | | | | | |
62 | In some way or other, the Lord will provide | | | | | | | |
63 | In the Rifted Rock I'm resting | | | | | | | |
64 | Saviour, more than life to me | | | | | | | |
65 | Lo! a fountain full and free | | | | | | | |
66 | Jesus keep me near the cross | | | | | | | |
67 | I am thine, O Lord, I have heard thy voice | | | | | | | |
68 | Here in Christian love we meet | | | | | | | |
69 | Saviour, Thy dying love | | | | | | | |
70 | Break Thou the bread of life | [Break thou the bread of life] | | | | | | |
71 | Were it not for Thee, my Saviour | | | | | | | |
72 | Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
73 | When my way is hedged about me | | | | | | | |
74 | Take the name of Jesus with you | | | | | | | |
75 | Dear Refuge of my weary soul | | | | | | | |
76 | There is a God--all nature speaks | | | | | | | |
77 | Eternal Power, whose high abode | | | | | | | |
78 | The perfect world, by Adam trod | | | | | | | |
79 | The Lord our God is clothed with might | | | | | | | |
80 | Now with the rising golden dawn | | | | | | | |
81 | Who'll be the next to follow Jesus? | | | | | | | |
82 | Take the cross, take the cross, hold it up to the world | | | | | | | |
83 | Beautiful valley of Eden! Sweet is thy noon-tide calm | | | | | | | |
84 | The harp at nature's advent strung | | | | | | | |
85 | Lord of eternal purity | | | | | | | |
86 | Earth, with her ten thousand flowers | | | | | | | |
87 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs | | | | | | | |
88 | Glad tidings! glad tidings! O wonderful love! | | | | | | | |
89 | More love to Thee, O Christ! | | | | | | | |
90 | Now just a word for Jesus | | | | | | | |
91 | My life flows on in endless song | | | | | | | |
92 | Lo! the day of God is breaking | | | | | | | |
93 | Breaking thro' the clouds that gather | | | | | | | |
94 | When I have finished my journey on earth | | | | | | | |
95 | We praise Thee, O God! for the Son of Thy love | | | | | | | |
96 | Jesus, keep me near Thee ever | | | | | | | |
97 | Nearer, my God, to Thee | | | | | | | |
98 | We bring no glittering treasures | | | | | | | |
99 | Rock of ages, cleft for me | | | | | | | |
100 | Jehovah, Christ, I Thee adore | | | | | | | |