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1 | There is a God who rules on high | | | | | | | |
2 | We need not soar above the skies | | | | | | | |
3 | There is a God--all nature speaks | | | | | | | |
4 | The spacious firmament on high | | | | | | | |
5 | Hail, great Creator, wise and good | | | | | | | |
6 | I sing of God, the mighty source | | | | | | | |
7 | Begin, my soul, th'exalted lay | | | | | | | |
8 | Before Jehovah's awful throne | | | | | | | |
9 | Eternal pow'r, whose high abode | | | | | | | |
10 | Father, how wide thy glory shines! | | | | | | | |
11 | Great Former of this various frame! | | | | | | | |
12 | Through endless years thou art the same | | | | | | | |
13 | God is love; his mercy brightens | | | | | | | |
14 | Lord all I am is known to thee | | | | | | | |
15 | Hail, Father, whose creating call | | | | | | | |
16 | Father of spirits, nature's God | | | | | | | |
17 | The Lord our God is Lord of all | | | | | | | |
18 | Holy and reverend is the name | | | | | | | |
19 | 'Twas God who fixed the rolling spheres | | | | | | | |
20 | How firm the saint's foundation stands! | | | | | | | |
21 | Jehovah, God, thy gracious power | | | | | | | |
22 | Eternal Power, Almighty God | | | | | | | |
23 | The Lord on high proclaims | | | | | | | |
24 | Thou, the eternal Lord | | | | | | | |
25 | Shall foolish, weak, short-sighted man | | | | | | | |
26 | There's not a star whose twinkling light | | | | | | | |
27 | Ere mountains reared their forms sublime | | | | | | | |
28 | Holy as thou, O Lord, there's none! | | | | | | | |
29 | The Lord, how wondrous are his ways! | | | | | | | |
30 | Terrible God! that reign'st on high | | | | | | | |
31 | Holy, holy, holy, Lord | | | | | | | |
32 | God is a spirit, just and wise | | | | | | | |
33 | Hail, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost! | | | | | | | |
34 | Hail! holy, holy, holy Lord | | | | | | | |
35 | Come, Father, Son and Holy Ghost | | | | | | | |
36 | Let them neglect thy glory, Lord | | | | | | | |
37 | May the grace of Christ, our Savior | | | | | | | |
38 | Glory to God the Father's name | | | | | | | |
39 | Meet and right it is to sing | | | | | | | |
40 | Father of heaven, whose love profound | | | | | | | |
41 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
42 | Father of all, in whom alone | | | | | | | |
43 | The Spirit breathes upon the word | | | | | | | |
44 | 'Twas by an order from the Lord | | | | | | | |
45 | Thy law is perfect, Lord of light | | | | | | | |
46 | Come, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire | | | | | | | |
47 | Hail, sacred truth! whose piercing ray | | | | | | | |
48 | The counsels of redeeming grace | | | | | | | |
49 | How painfully pleasing the fond recollection | | | | | | | |
50 | Oppressed with guilt, and full of fears | | | | | | | |
51 | Father of mercies. in thy word | | | | | | | |
52 | Let all the heathen writers join | | | | | | | |
53 | I love the sacred book of God | | | | | | | |
54 | What glory gilds the sacred page! | | | | | | | |
55 | Laden with guilt, and full of fears | | | | | | | |
56 | The heavens declare thy glory, Lord | | | | | | | |
57 | Great God, with wonder and with praise | | | | | | | |
58 | How perfect is thy word | | | | | | | |
59 | Precious Bible! what a treasure | | | | | | | |
60 | In the hour of dark temptation | | | | | | | |
61 | Lord, I have made thy word my choice | | | | | | | |
62 | Behold, the morning sun | | | | | | | |
63 | Thy word, almighty Lord | | | | | | | |
64 | Lamp of our feet! whereby we trace | | | | | | | |
65 | Long have we heard the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
66 | Go thou in life's fair morning | | | | | | | |
67 | What is the world? a wildering maze | | | | | | | |
68 | A glory in the word we find | | | | | | | |
69 | Upon the Gospel's sacred page | | | | | | | |
70 | Jesus, the word bestow | | | | | | | |
71 | Jehovah's image brightly shone | | | | | | | |
72 | On man, in his own image made | | | | | | | |
73 | Lord, we are vile, conceived in sin | | | | | | | |
74 | Buried in shadows of the night | | | | | | | |
75 | How helpless guilty nature lies | | | | | | | |
76 | How sad our state by nature is | | | | | | | |
77 | Now back with humble shame we look | | | | | | | |
78 | Sin has a thousand treacherous arts | | | | | | | |
79 | When Adam sinned, through all his race | | | | | | | |
80 | Ah! how shall fallen man | | | | | | | |
81 | God's holy law, transgressed | | | | | | | |
82 | Sinners, this solemn truth regard | | | | | | | |
83 | Let the wild leopards of the wood | | | | | | | |
84 | Rejoice in Jesus' birth | | | | | | | |
85 | Bright King of glory, dreadful God | | | | | | | |
86 | Ere the blue heavens were stretched abroad | | | | | | | |
87 | Awake! awake the sacred song | | | | | | | |
88 | Father, our hearts we lift | | | | | | | |
89 | Shepherds, rejoice--lift up your eyes | | | | | | | |
90 | Brightest and best of the sons of the morning! | | | | | | | |
91 | Mortals, awake, with angels join | | | | | | | |
92 | While shepherd watch'd their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
93 | When Jordan hushed his waters still | | | | | | | |
94 | Hither, ye faithful, haste with songs of triumph | | | | | | | |
95 | Hark! what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
96 | Calm on the listening ear of night | | | | | | | |
97 | The race that long in darkness pined | | | | | | | |
98 | Angels, from the realms of glory | | | | | | | |
99 | Shepherds! hail the wondrous stranger | | | | | | | |
100 | Joy to the world! the Lord is come! | | | | | | | |