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101 | I saw the cross of Jesus | | | | | | | |
102 | When we the sacred grave survey | | | | | | | |
103 | Our Lord is risen from the dead | | | | | | | |
104 | Lift up your heads, ye gates! and wide | | | | | | | |
105 | Awake, you saints, and raise your eyes | | | | | | | |
106 | Blessed be the everlasting God | | | | | | | |
107 | Blest morning! whose young dawning rays | | | | | | | |
108 | "The Lord is risen indeed! | | | | | | | |
109 | Beyond the starry skies | | | | | | | |
110 | Did Christ o'er sinner's weep | | | | | | | |
111 | Yes, the Redeemer rose | | | | | | | |
112 | Gird on thy conquering sword | | | | | | | |
113 | Angels, roll the rock away | | | | | | | |
114 | Christ, the Lord, is risen today! | | | | | | | |
115 | Morning breaks upon the tomb | | | | | | | |
116 | Mary to the Saviour's tomb | | | | | | | |
117 | What could your Redeemer do | | | | | | | |
118 | When along life's thorny road | | | | | | | |
119 | The angels that watch'd round the tomb | | | | | | | |
120 | Behold, the bright morning appears | | | | | | | |
121 | This Lord is the Lord we adore | | | | | | | |
122 | Burst, ye emerald gates, and bring | | | | | | | |
123 | I love the volume of thy word | | | | | | | |
124 | I'll praise my maker while I've breath | | | | | | | |
125 | All hail the power of Jesus' name! | | | | | | | |
126 | Jesus, our Lord, ascend thy throne | | | | | | | |
127 | Blest Jesus! when my soaring thoughts | | | | | | | |
128 | Oh! for a thousand tongues to sing | | | | | | | |
129 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs | | | | | | | |
130 | Come, you that love the Saviour's name | | | | | | | |
131 | Look ye saints;--the sight is glorious | | | | | | | |
132 | God is in his holy temple | | | | | | | |
133 | Hear, Oh, sinner! mercy hails you | | | | | | | |
134 | King Jesus, reign for evermore | | | | | | | |
135 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
136 | Great God! whose universal sway | | | | | | | |
137 | Now be my heart inspired to sing | | | | | | | |
138 | He lives! the great Redeemer lives! | | | | | | | |
139 | The Lord is King! lift up thy voice | | | | | | | |
140 | Hail to the Prince of Life and Peace | | | | | | | |
141 | I know that my Redeemer lives | | | | | | | |
142 | Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend | | | | | | | |
143 | Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb | | | | | | | |
144 | Come, let us joy in songs of praise | | | | | | | |
145 | Now let our cheerful eyes survey | | | | | | | |
146 | Behold the glories of the Lamb | | | | | | | |
147 | With joy we meditate the grace | | | | | | | |
148 | Bright was the guiding star that led | | | | | | | |
149 | Jesus, in thy transporting name | | | | | | | |
150 | The Saviour! Oh what endless charms | | | | | | | |
151 | Alas! and did my Saviour bleed? | | | | | | | |
152 | There is a fountain filled with blood | | | | | | | |
153 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
154 | Plunged in a gulf of dark despair | | | | | | | |
155 | Thou art the Way--to thee alone | | | | | | | |
156 | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned | | | | | | | |
157 | My Saviour! my almighty Friend! | | | | | | | |
158 | The head that once was crowned with thorns | | | | | | | |
159 | He who on earth as man was known | | | | | | | |
160 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
161 | Hark! the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
162 | One there is above all others | | | | | | | |
163 | Zion stands with hills surrounded | | | | | | | |
164 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me | | | | | | | |
165 | Dark was the night, and cold the ground | | | | | | | |
166 | Behold the Saviour of mankind | | | | | | | |
167 | The Christian banner! dread no loss | | | | | | | |
168 | Our Father God! not face to face | | | | | | | |
169 | Triumphant Zion! lift thy head | | | | | | | |
170 | Fling out the banner! let it float | | | | | | | |
171 | Great was the day, the joy was great | | | | | | | |
172 | Jesus, lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
173 | Saviour, when in dust to thee | | | | | | | |
174 | Behold, the morning sun | | | | | | | |
175 | How beauteous are their feet | | | | | | | |
176 | Ye trembling captives! hear | | | | | | | |
177 | Blow ye the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
178 | Come, every pious heart | | | | | | | |
179 | Rise, glorious Conqueror, rise | | | | | | | |
180 | Sound, sound the truth abroad! | | | | | | | |
181 | Today if you will hear his voice | | | | | | | |
182 | With tearful eyes I look around | | | | | | | |
183 | Oh, do not let the word depart | | | | | | | |
184 | Broad is the road that leads to death | | | | | | | |
185 | Life is the time to serve the Lord | | | | | | | |
186 | Come, sinners, to the gospel feast | | | | | | | |
187 | If I must die, O! let me die | | | | | | | |
188 | Return, O wanderer, now return | | | | | | | |
189 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
190 | The Saviour calls; let every ear | | | | | | | |
191 | Dear Father, to thy mercy seat | | | | | | | |
192 | Oh! what amazing words of grace | | | | | | | |
193 | The King of heav'n his table spreads | | | | | | | |
194 | Now is th'accepted time | | | | | | | |
195 | Now is the day of grace | | | | | | | |
196 | Give to the Lord thine heart | | | | | | | |
197 | And will the Judge descend? | | | | | | | |
198 | Come, you sinners, poor and needy | | | | | | | |
199 | Sinners, will you scorn the message | | | | | | | |
200 | From the cross, uplifted high | | | | | | | |