# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
d2 | A few more days on earth to spend | | | | | | | |
d3 | A few more years shall roll | | | | | | | |
d4 | A parting hymn we sing Around Thy table, Lord | | | | | | | |
d5 | Affliction is a stormy deep | | | | | | | |
d6 | Afflictions, though they seem severe | | | | | | | |
d7 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d8 | Almost persuaded now to believe, Almost | | | | | | | |
d9 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d10 | An alien from God, and a stranger to grace | | | | | | | |
d11 | And are we yet alive | | | | | | | |
d12 | And must I be to judgment brought | | | | | | | |
d13 | And must this body die | | | | | | | |
d14 | And now, my soul another year | | | | | | | |
d15 | Another day has passed along | | | | | | | |
d16 | Arise, my soul, arise, Shake off | | | | | | | |
d17 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
d18 | Awake, and sing the song of Moses and the Lamb | | | | | | | |
d19 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | | | |
d20 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d21 | Awake my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
d22 | Be still, be still, for all around | | | | | | | |
d23 | Before Jehovah's awful throne | | | | | | | |
d24 | Behold how sinners disagree | | | | | | | |
d25 | Behold the blind their sight receive | | | | | | | |
d26 | Behold the wretch whose lust and wine | | | | | | | |
d27 | Behold what wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
d28 | Beside the gospel pool Appointed for the poor | | | | | | | |
d29 | Blessed Bible, how I love it | | | | | | | |
d30 | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
d31 | Broad is the road [stream] that leads to death [wrath] | | | | | | | |
d32 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
d33 | Children of the heavenly king as we journey | | | | | | | |
d34 | Come friends and meditate A dying Savior's love | | | | | | | |
d35 | Come heavenly love [dove], inspire my song | | | | | | | |
d36 | Come, Holy Spirit, Dove [Guest] divine, On these baptismal waters shine | | | | | | | |
d37 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers | | | | | | | |
d38 | Come home, come home, You are weary at heart | | | | | | | |
d39 | Come, let us all unite to praise | | | | | | | |
d40 | Come, let us search our ways [hearts] and try [see] | | | | | | | |
d41 | Come, saints and sinners, hear me tell | | | | | | | |
d42 | Come sinners to the gospel feast | | | | | | | |
d43 | Come, take my yoke, the Savior said | | | | | | | |
d44 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d45 | Come, Thou long expected Jesus [Savior], Born to set thy people free | | | | | | | |
d46 | Come to the morning prayer, Come let us kneel and pray | | | | | | | |
d47 | Come, worship at Immanuel's [Emmanuel's] feet | | | | | | | |
d48 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
d49 | Comfort, ye ministers of grace | | | | | | | |
d50 | Dark and thorny [stormy] is the desert | | | | | | | |
d51 | Delay not, delay not: O sinner [drunkard] draw near | | | | | | | |
d52 | Dismiss us from the house of prayer, With blessings such as mortals need | | | | | | | |
d53 | Dismiss us with Thy blessing, Lord, Help | | | | | | | |
d54 | Faith is the brightest evidence | | | | | | | |
d55 | Farewell, dear friends, a long farewell | | | | | | | |
d56 | Farewell, vain world, I'm going home, My Savior smiles | | | | | | | |
d57 | Father, I stretch my hand [hands] to thee | | | | | | | |
d58 | Fountain of mercy, God of love | | | | | | | |
d59 | Friend after friend departs | | | | | | | |
d60 | From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies | | | | | | | |
d61 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
d62 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d63 | Give me the wings of faith to rise | | | | | | | |
d64 | Go to thy rest, my [dear] [fair] child | | | | | | | |
d65 | Go with thy servant, Lord | | | | | | | |
d66 | God is the fountain whence Ten thousand blessings flow | | | | | | | |
d67 | Great God, as seasons disappear | | | | | | | |
d68 | Great was the day, the joy was great | | | | | | | |
d69 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d70 | Had I ten thousand gifts beside | | | | | | | |
d71 | Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews | | | | | | | |
d72 | Happy is he, whose early years [days] | | | | | | | |
d73 | Happy soul, thy days are ended [ending] | | | | | | | |
d74 | Hark, from the tomb [tombs] a doleful [warning] [mournful] sound | | | | | | | |
d75 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
d76 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
d77 | Haste [Hasten], [O] sinner [sinners] [now] to be wise | | | | | | | |
d78 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
d79 | Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims | | | | | | | |
d80 | Holy Spirit, faithful Guide | | | | | | | |
d81 | How blest the sacred tie that binds | | | | | | | |
d82 | How can I sink with such a prop | | | | | | | |
d83 | How condescending, and how kind | | | | | | | |
d84 | How did my heart rejoice to hear | | | | | | | |
d85 | How great, how solemn is the work | | | | | | | |
d86 | How happy are the young who hear | | | | | | | |
d87 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
d88 | How happy is the Christian's state [mind] | | | | | | | |
d89 | How long wilt thou conceal thy face, My God | | | | | | | |
d90 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
d91 | How loving is Jesus, Who came from the sky | | | | | | | |
d92 | How sad our state [fate] by nature is | | | | | | | |
d93 | How shall the young secure their hearts | | | | | | | |
d94 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d95 | How swiftly the torrent rolls | | | | | | | |
d96 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
d97 | How vain is all beneath the skies [sky] | | | | | | | |
d98 | I am, saith Christ, the Way | | | | | | | |
d99 | I and my house will serve the Lord, But first obedient to his word | | | | | | | |
d100 | I hear the Savior say, thy strength indeed is small | | | | | | | |