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d1 | A debtor to mercy alone | | | | | | | |
d2 | A soldier, Lord, Thou hast me made | | | | | | | |
d3 | Ah lovely appearance of death | | | | | | | |
d4 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d5 | An alien from God, and a stranger to grace | | | | | | | |
d6 | And when the last loud trumpet | | | | | | | |
d7 | Arise, my soul, arise, shake off | | | | | | | |
d8 | At anchor laid, remote from home | | | | | | | |
d9 | Attend, ye saints, and hear me tell | | | | | | | |
d10 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d11 | Awaked by Sinai's awful sound | | | | | | | |
d12 | Begone, unbelief, [for] my [our] Savior is near | | | | | | | |
d13 | Behold the Savior of mankind | | | | | | | |
d14 | Beside the gospel pool Appointed for the poor | | | | | | | |
d15 | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
d16 | Brethren, we have met to worship, and adore the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
d17 | But 'tis not long before they feel | | | | | | | |
d18 | Children of the heavenly king as we journey | | | | | | | |
d19 | Christians, if your [our] hearts be [are] warm | | | | | | | |
d20 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
d21 | Come, let us anew our journey pursue, Roll round | | | | | | | |
d22 | Come, listening angels, assist me to sing | | | | | | | |
d23 | Come on, my partners in distress | | | | | | | |
d24 | Come, precious souls, and let us take | | | | | | | |
d25 | Come sinners to the gospel feast | | | | | | | |
d26 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d27 | Come, Thou long expected Jesus [Savior], Born to set thy people free | | | | | | | |
d28 | Come, we [ye] [you] that love the Lord indeed | | | | | | | |
d29 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
d30 | Dark and thorny [stormy] is the desert | | | | | | | |
d31 | Dear Savior, we rejoice to hear poor [when] sinners sweetly [humbly] tell | | | | | | | |
d32 | Don't you see my Jesus coming | | | | | | | |
d33 | Encouraged by thy word | | | | | | | |
d34 | Eternity is just at hand | | | | | | | |
d35 | Far from my [our] thoughts, vain world, be gone | | | | | | | |
d36 | Farewell, my dear brethren, my Lord bids me come | | | | | | | |
d37 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d38 | From whence doth [does] this [the] union arise | | | | | | | |
d39 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
d40 | Glory to God on high, Let heaven and earth reply | | | | | | | |
d41 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d42 | Hail, sovereign love, that first began | | | | | | | |
d43 | Hail the blest morn when [see] the great Mediator | | | | | | | |
d44 | Hail, thou once despised Jesus | | | | | | | |
d45 | Happy soul, thy days are ended [ending] | | | | | | | |
d46 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
d47 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
d48 | Hearts of stone, relent, relent | | | | | | | |
d49 | Holy Bible, choicest treasure | | | | | | | |
d50 | Holy Ghost, dispel [disperse] our sadness | | | | | | | |
d51 | Hope in the dear Redeemer's love | | | | | | | |
d52 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d53 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
d54 | How happy is the pilgrim's lot | | | | | | | |
d55 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
d56 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
d57 | Humble souls, who [that] seek salvation | | | | | | | |
d58 | I know that my Redeemer lives, what comfort this | | | | | | | |
d59 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
d60 | I wonder why old saints don't sing | | | | | | | |
d61 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
d62 | I'll try to prove faithful | | | | | | | |
d63 | In childhood's bright morning | | | | | | | |
d64 | In songs of sublime adoration and praise | | | | | | | |
d65 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d66 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
d67 | Jesus grant us all a blessing | | | | | | | |
d68 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d69 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d70 | Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend | | | | | | | |
d71 | Joyful let us sweetly live | | | | | | | |
d72 | Let thy Kingdom, blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
d73 | Let us rise and go to Zion's hill | | | | | | | |
d74 | Lift up your hearts, Immanuel's friends | | | | | | | |
d75 | Lo he comes with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
d76 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Fill our | | | | | | | |
d77 | Lord, I cannot let thee go Till a blessing thou bestow | | | | | | | |
d78 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
d79 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
d80 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
d81 | Mercy, O thou Son of David | | | | | | | |
d82 | Mid [midst] scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
d83 | My Christian friends in bonds of love, whose hearts | | | | | | | |
d84 | My gracious Redeemer I [I'll] love | | | | | | | |
d85 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
d86 | My soul's full of glory, inspiring [which fires] [it fires] my tongue | | | | | | | |
d87 | Now begin the heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
d88 | Now the Savior stands [standeth] [standing] a-pleading [and pleading] | | | | | | | |
d89 | O careless sinner [sinners], come, pray [and] now attend | | | | | | | |
d90 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d91 | O glorious hope of perfect [heavenly] love | | | | | | | |
d92 | O happy soul how fast you go | | | | | | | |
d93 | O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
d94 | O there will be mourning, mourning, mourning | | | | | | | |
d95 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
d96 | O turn ye [you], O turn ye [you], for why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d97 | O what a glorious mystery, wonder, wonder, wonder | | | | | | | |
d98 | O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above | | | | | | | |
d99 | O'er Columbia's wide spread forests | | | | | | | |
d100 | O'er the [those] gloomy hills of darkness | | | | | | | |