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d1 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d2 | Arise and shine, O Zion fair | | | | | | | |
d3 | As near to Calvary I pass | | | | | | | |
d4 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d5 | Awaked by Sinai's awful sound | | | | | | | |
d6 | Away my doubts, begone my fears | | | | | | | |
d7 | Away with our sorrow and fear | | | | | | | |
d8 | Behold, the warlike trumpets blow | | | | | | | |
d9 | Beside the gospel pool Appointed for the poor | | | | | | | |
d10 | Brethren, we have met to worship, and adore the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
d11 | Brethren, while we sojourn here | | | | | | | |
d12 | Burst, ye emerald [pearly] gates, and bring | | | | | | | |
d13 | Camp meetings with thy presence crown | | | | | | | |
d14 | Come, all ye pilgrims of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d15 | Come and taste along with me, the weary pilgrims consolation | | | | | | | |
d16 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
d17 | Come, my brethren, let us try | | | | | | | |
d18 | Come, saints and sinners, hear me tell | | | | | | | |
d19 | Daniel's wisdom may I know, Stephen's faith | | | | | | | |
d20 | Dark and thorny [stormy] is the desert | | | | | | | |
d21 | Encouraged by thy word | | | | | | | |
d22 | Farewell, dear friend [friends], I must be gone | | | | | | | |
d23 | Farewell, my dear brethren, beloved of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d24 | Farewell, my [dear] brethren in the Lord | | | | | | | |
d25 | Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand | | | | | | | |
d26 | From all that's mortal, all that's vain | | | | | | | |
d27 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d28 | From whence doth [does] this [the] union arise | | | | | | | |
d29 | Gently, Lord, O gently lead us | | | | | | | |
d30 | Glory to God that I have found | | | | | | | |
d31 | Glory to thee, my [our] God [O Lord], this night [day] | | | | | | | |
d32 | Go, ye messengers of God | | | | | | | |
d33 | Hail the blest morn when [see] the great Mediator | | | | | | | |
d34 | Hail the day so long expected, Hail the year | | | | | | | |
d35 | Hail ye hosts of seraphs bright | | | | | | | |
d36 | Hail ye sighing sons of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d37 | Hark, listen to the trumpeters They sound for volunteers | | | | | | | |
d38 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
d39 | Hark, what is that note So mournful and slow | | | | | | | |
d40 | Hearken ye sprightly and attend ye gay [vain] ones | | | | | | | |
d41 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d42 | How long by Babel's stream | | | | | | | |
d43 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
d44 | How painfully pleasing the fond recollection Of youthful connections [emotions] | | | | | | | |
d45 | How precious is the name, brethren sing | | | | | | | |
d46 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d47 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
d48 | In de dark wood, no Indian nigh | | | | | | | |
d49 | In evil long I took delight | | | | | | | |
d50 | I've listed [enlisted] in the holy war | | | | | | | |
d51 | Jerusalem, my happy home, O how I long for thee | | | | | | | |
d52 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d53 | Jesus Christ has [hath] power alone | | | | | | | |
d54 | Jesus, the vision [visions] of thy face | | | | | | | |
d55 | Jesus, to every willing mind | | | | | | | |
d56 | Let thy Kingdom, blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
d57 | Lift up your hearts, Immanuel's friends | | | | | | | |
d58 | Like a ship, see the church | | | | | | | |
d59 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Fill our | | | | | | | |
d60 | O for a breeze of heavenly love | | | | | | | |
d61 | O how I have longed for the coming [presence] of God [the Lord] | | | | | | | |
d62 | O Jesus, my Savior, to Thee I submit | | | | | | | |
d63 | O Savior of sinners, when faint and depressed | | | | | | | |
d64 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
d65 | O turn ye [you], O turn ye [you], for why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d66 | O what amazing love it this, On earth I taste immortal bliss | | | | | | | |
d67 | O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above | | | | | | | |
d68 | O where's the hand held out to cheer | | | | | | | |
d69 | Saw ye [you] my Savior, saw ye [you] my Savior | | | | | | | |
d70 | See, the eternal Judge descending | | | | | | | |
d71 | Seek, my soul, the narrow gate | | | | | | | |
d72 | Since man by sin has lost [gone from] [strayed from] his God | | | | | | | |
d73 | Stop, poor sinner [sinners], stop and think | | | | | | | |
d74 | Sweet glories rush [burst] upon my sight | | | | | | | |
d75 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
d76 | The fields are all white and the harvest is near | | | | | | | |
d77 | The gospel ship is sailing by | | | | | | | |
d78 | The Lord into his garden comes | | | | | | | |
d79 | The people called Christians | | | | | | | |
d80 | The prodigal with streaming eyes | | | | | | | |
d81 | The pure testimony put [poured] forth in the spirit | | | | | | | |
d82 | The Son of Man they did betray | | | | | | | |
d83 | The time soon is coming by the prophets foretold | | | | | | | |
d84 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
d85 | There fell from God's favor two exiles [rebels in] of [from] Eden | | | | | | | |
d86 | There is a land of pleasure, Where streams of joy forever roll | | | | | | | |
d87 | This morning most softly [sweetly] the gales are all blowing | | | | | | | |
d88 | Through tribulation [tribulations] deep | | | | | | | |
d89 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
d90 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
d91 | To leave my dear friends, and with [from] my neighbors [kindred] to depart | | | | | | | |
d92 | Today if ye [you] will hear his voice | | | | | | | |
d93 | Vital spark of heavenly flame | | | | | | | |
d94 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
d95 | We lift our hearts to thee, O [Our] [Thou] Day-Star | | | | | | | |
d96 | We've found the rock, the traveler cries [travelers cried] | | | | | | | |
d97 | What heavenly music do I [we] hear | | | | | | | |
d98 | What poor despised company | | | | | | | |
d99 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
d100 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |