# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
101 | Come Holy Ghost, all quickening fire | | | | | | | |
102 | When gathering clouds [storms] around I view | | | | | | | |
103 | Sweet Savior, bless us ere [as] we go | | | | | | | |
104 | Jesus, my Lord, my God, my all, Hear me, blest Savior, when I call | | | | | | | |
105 | Like Isr'l's hosts to exile driven | | | | | | | |
106 | When, streaming from the eastern [eternal] skies | | | | | | | |
107 | God in his earthly temple lays | | | | | | | |
108 | Kingdoms and thrones to God belong | | | | | | | |
109 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
110 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
111 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
112 | The Lord, our God, is full of might; The winds obey | | | | | | | |
113 | The Lord descended from above | | | | | | | |
114 | Great God, how infinite art thou | | | | | | | |
115 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
116 | Keep silence, all created things | | | | | | | |
117 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
118 | Arise, ye people, and adore | | | | | | | |
119 | Jesus, immortal King, arise | | | | | | | |
120 | This is the day the Lord hath [has] made, He calls | | | | | | | |
121 | The whole creation groans and waits | | | | | | | |
122 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
123 | Sing to the Lord, ye [you] distant lands | | | | | | | |
124 | Lo what a glorious sight appears | | | | | | | |
125 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
126 | Come, let us join our friends above, who [that] have obtained the prize | | | | | | | |
127 | Awake my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
128 | To us a Child of hope is born | | | | | | | |
129 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
130 | Light of the lonely pilgrim's heart | | | | | | | |
131 | The eternal gates lift up their heads | | | | | | | |
132 | The Lord of glory is my Light, And my | | | | | | | |
133 | Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
134 | With joy we hail the sacred day | | | | | | | |
135 | My never ceasing song [songs] shall show | | | | | | | |
136 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
137 | Shine on our land, Jehovah, shine | | | | | | | |
138 | Give me the wings of faith to rise | | | | | | | |
139 | Arise, O King of grace, arise | | | | | | | |
140 | I've found the pearl of greatest price, My heart | | | | | | | |
141 | The morning purples all the sky | | | | | | | |
142 | Long as I live I'll bless thy name | | | | | | | |
143 | Come, ye that love the Savior's name | | | | | | | |
144 | How happy [happy's] every child of grace, who [that] feels [knows] his sins forgiven | | | | | | | |
145 | My Savior, my almighty Friend | | | | | | | |
146 | How did my heart rejoice to hear | | | | | | | |
147 | Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high | | | | | | | |
148 | What shall I render to my God | | | | | | | |
149 | O [Our] God, our help in ages [seasons] past | | | | | | | |
150 | God, my supporter and my hope | | | | | | | |
151 | O Jesu, King most wonderful | | | | | | | |
152 | My God, how wonderful Thou art, Thy majesty how bright | | | | | | | |
153 | To Zion's hill I lift my [mine] eyes | | | | | | | |
154 | I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
155 | A glory gilds the sacred page | | | | | | | |
156 | O Jesu, thou the beauty art | | | | | | | |
157 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
158 | In all my Lord's appointed ways | | | | | | | |
159 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
160 | O mother dear, Jerusalem | | | | | | | |
161 | Jerusalem, my happy home, name ever dear to me | | | | | | | |
162 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
163 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
164 | My God, the spring of all my joys | | | | | | | |
165 | It came upon the [a] midnight clear | | | | | | | |
166 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
167 | Jesus, the very [only] thought of Thee [You] | | | | | | | |
168 | As pants the hart for cooling streams | | | | | | | |
169 | Jesus, these eyes have never seen | | | | | | | |
170 | Thou lovely Source of true delight | | | | | | | |
171 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
172 | The Savior, O what endless [boundless] charms | | | | | | | |
173 | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned upon the Savior's brow | | | | | | | |
174 | With joy we meditate the [thy] grace | | | | | | | |
175 | God of the sunlight hours, how sad | | | | | | | |
176 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
177 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers | | | | | | | |
178 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
179 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
180 | Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire | | | | | | | |
181 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
182 | And did the Holy and the Just | | | | | | | |
183 | Meekly in Jordan's holy stream | | | | | | | |
184 | See Isr'l's gentle Shepherd stand [stands] | | | | | | | |
185 | O what amazing words of grace Are in the gospel found | | | | | | | |
186 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
187 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
188 | If human kindness meets return | | | | | | | |
189 | Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend | | | | | | | |
190 | O Thou, whose tender mercy hears | | | | | | | |
191 | O could our thoughts and wishes fly | | | | | | | |
192 | Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble | | | | | | | |
193 | O how I love thy holy law | | | | | | | |
194 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
195 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
196 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
197 | Lord, when we bend before thy [the] throne | | | | | | | |
198 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
199 | Jesus, at whose supreme command | | | | | | | |
200 | My God, my Father, blissful [blessed] [cheering] name | | | | | | | |