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d1 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
d2 | A mixture of joy and trouble | | | | | | | |
d3 | Afflicted saint [saints] [soul] [souls], to Christ [God] draw near | | | | | | | |
d4 | Afflictions, though they seem severe | | | | | | | |
d5 | Alas alas why is it so | | | | | | | |
d6 | Arise and shine, O Zion fair | | | | | | | |
d7 | Arise my dear love, my undefiled dove | | | | | | | |
d8 | Attend, ye saints, and hear me tell | | | | | | | |
d9 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d10 | Awake, O guilty world, awake | | | | | | | |
d11 | Awaked by Sinai's awful sound | | | | | | | |
d12 | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
d13 | Brethren, see my Jesus coming | | | | | | | |
d14 | Burst, ye emerald [pearly] gates, and bring | | | | | | | |
d15 | Come, all ye sons of Zion | | | | | | | |
d16 | Come, all ye [you] wandering [mourning] [Christian], pilgrims dear | | | | | | | |
d17 | Come all ye [you] weary travellers | | | | | | | |
d18 | Come all ye [you] young people of every relation | | | | | | | |
d19 | Come and taste along with me, consolation running free | | | | | | | |
d20 | Come brethren and sisters, that [who] love my [our] dear Lord | | | | | | | |
d21 | Come brethren and sisters, unite in a band | | | | | | | |
d22 | Come hither weary souls | | | | | | | |
d23 | Come, my brethren, let us try | | | | | | | |
d24 | Come, my Christian friends and brethren | | | | | | | |
d25 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d26 | Daniel's wisdom may I know, Stephen's faith | | | | | | | |
d27 | Dark and thorny [stormy] is the desert | | | | | | | |
d28 | Dear brothers and sisters, who love one another | | | | | | | |
d29 | Don't you see my Jesus coming | | | | | | | |
d30 | Farewell, all earthly honor | | | | | | | |
d31 | Farewell, dear friend [friends], I must be gone | | | | | | | |
d32 | Farewell, my [dear] brethren in the Lord | | | | | | | |
d33 | Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand | | | | | | | |
d34 | From o'er the Rocky Mountains, where | | | | | | | |
d35 | From whence doth [does] this [the] union arise | | | | | | | |
d36 | Hail the blest morn when [see] the great Mediator | | | | | | | |
d37 | Hail the new year that's now begun | | | | | | | |
d38 | Hail, ye followers of the Lamb | | | | | | | |
d39 | Hail ye sighing sons of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d40 | Hark, listen to the trumpeters They sound for volunteers | | | | | | | |
d41 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
d42 | Hear, O ye starving worldlings, hear | | | | | | | |
d43 | Hear the royal proclamation, the glad tidings | | | | | | | |
d44 | Hearken ye sprightly and attend ye gay [vain] ones | | | | | | | |
d45 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d46 | How great, how terrible that God | | | | | | | |
d47 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
d48 | How happy, how joyful, how loving I feel | | | | | | | |
d49 | How happy is the pilgrim's lot | | | | | | | |
d50 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d51 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
d52 | I AM hath [has] sent me to you | | | | | | | |
d53 | I'm on my way to Canaan, I [I'll] bid this world farewell | | | | | | | |
d54 | In de dark wood, no Indian nigh | | | | | | | |
d55 | In evil long I took delight | | | | | | | |
d56 | In pleasure [pleasures] sweet, here we do [do we] meet | | | | | | | |
d57 | Jesus grant us all a blessing | | | | | | | |
d58 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d59 | Jesus, to every willing mind | | | | | | | |
d60 | Know then [this] that every soul [one] is free | | | | | | | |
d61 | Let thy Kingdom, blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
d62 | Like a ship, see the church | | | | | | | |
d63 | Man in his first creation | | | | | | | |
d64 | Mid [midst] scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
d65 | My dearest friends in bonds of love | | | | | | | |
d66 | My friends and my neighbors that [who] live in this place | | | | | | | |
d67 | My gracious Redeemer I [I'll] love | | | | | | | |
d68 | My soul's full of glory, inspiring [which fires] [it fires] my tongue | | | | | | | |
d69 | Never does truth more shine | | | | | | | |
d70 | Now the Savior stands [standeth] [standing] a-pleading [and pleading] | | | | | | | |
d71 | O careless sinner [sinners], come, pray [and] now attend | | | | | | | |
d72 | O come, my heart, and let us take | | | | | | | |
d73 | O for a glance of heavenly day | | | | | | | |
d74 | O God, my heart with love inflame | | | | | | | |
d75 | O shall we pine away, And languish | | | | | | | |
d76 | O tell me no more of this [the] world's vain [vain world's] store | | | | | | | |
d77 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
d78 | O what a state my soul is in | | | | | | | |
d79 | O'er the [those] gloomy hills of darkness | | | | | | | |
d80 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d81 | Once more, in the Redeemer's name | | | | | | | |
d82 | One night as I lay musing | | | | | | | |
d83 | Peace be unto this house, The Son of Peace | | | | | | | |
d84 | Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire | | | | | | | |
d85 | Religion, 'tis a glorious treasure | | | | | | | |
d86 | Repent, the voice celestial cries | | | | | | | |
d87 | Salem's bright King Jesus by name | | | | | | | |
d88 | Savior, visit Thy [our] plantation, grant us Lord, a gracious rain | | | | | | | |
d89 | Saw ye [you] my Savior, saw ye [you] my Savior | | | | | | | |
d90 | See the righteous Judge descending | | | | | | | |
d91 | Shepherds, rejoice, lift up your eyes | | | | | | | |
d92 | Sinner, art thou [are you] still secure [sincere] | | | | | | | |
d93 | Sinners, behold the Savior stands | | | | | | | |
d94 | Sinners, exposed to endless [dreadful] death | | | | | | | |
d95 | Sir [Sirs], we would see Jesus | | | | | | | |
d96 | Stop, poor sinner [sinners], stop and think | | | | | | | |
d97 | The fields are all white and the harvest is near | | | | | | | |
d98 | The glorious light of Zion is spreading | | | | | | | |
d99 | The gospel ship is sailing by | | | | | | | |
d100 | The great God of love, hath shown us the way | | | | | | | |