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201 | Hark! the herald-angels sing | | | | | | | |
202 | 'Shepherds! rejoice, lift up your eyes | | | | | | | |
203 | Hark! what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
204 | Mortals, awake! with angels join | | | | | | | |
205 | Hail, all hail the joyful morn | | | | | | | |
206 | Brightest and best of the sons of the morning! | | | | | | | |
207 | Bright was the guiding star that led | | | | | | | |
208 | Hark, the glad sound! the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
209 | Joy to the world! the Lord is come | | | | | | | |
210 | O let your mingling voices rise | | | | | | | |
211 | Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands | | | | | | | |
212 | A voice from the desert comes awful and shrill | | | | | | | |
213 | John was the prophet of the Lord | | | | | | | |
214 | How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound | | | | | | | |
215 | With warm delight and grateful joy | | | | | | | |
216 | Behold, where in a mortal form | | | | | | | |
217 | 'See how he loved!' exclaimed the Jews | | | | | | | |
218 | Jesus and didst thou condescend | | | | | | | |
219 | What works of wisdom, power and love | | | | | | | |
220 | Behold, the blind their sight receive! | | | | | | | |
221 | When at a distance, Lord, we trace | | | | | | | |
222 | What are those soul-reviving strains | | | | | | | |
223 | Behold where, breathing love divine | | | | | | | |
224 | Jesus, bowed down by mighty woe | | | | | | | |
225 | The morning dawns upon the place | | | | | | | |
226 | Yonder - amazing sight! - I see | | | | | | | |
227 | Stretched on the cross, the Savior dies | | | | | | | |
228 | Behold the Savior on the cross | | | | | | | |
229 | 'Tis finished! so the Savior cried | | | | | | | |
230 | Hark! the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
231 | He dies! the Friend of sinners dies! | | | | | | | |
232 | Angels, roll the rock away | | | | | | | |
233 | Abide with us-the evening shades | | | | | | | |
234 | Our Lord is risen from the dead | | | | | | | |
235 | Christ the Lord is risen to-day | | | | | | | |
236 | All-hail, the power of Jesus' name! | | | | | | | |
237 | Awake, my soul, in joyful lays | | | | | | | |
238 | Awake, and sing the song | | | | | | | |
239 | Now to the Lord a noble song! | | | | | | | |
240 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs | | | | | | | |
241 | Worthy the Lamb of boundless sway | | | | | | | |
242 | Look! ye saints--the sight how glorious | | | | | | | |
243 | Exalted Prince of life, we own | | | | | | | |
244 | Glory to God on high! | | | | | | | |
245 | Join all the glorious names | | | | | | | |
246 | A King shall reign in righteousness | | | | | | | |
247 | Thou art the Way - to thee alone | | | | | | | |
248 | Thou art the Way - and he who sighs | | | | | | | |
249 | Jesus, my truth, my way | | | | | | | |
250 | To us a Child of hope is born | | | | | | | |
251 | Come, thou long expected Jesus | | | | | | | |
252 | The race that long in darkness pined | | | | | | | |
253 | Our Lord shall be our hiding-place | | | | | | | |
254 | Jesus! exalted far on high | | | | | | | |
255 | Jesus, comforter divine! | | | | | | | |
256 | Come, ye who know the Savior's love | | | | | | | |
257 | Lo! what a glorious corner-stone | | | | | | | |
258 | Behold the sure foundation-stone | | | | | | | |
259 | See what a living stone | | | | | | | |
260 | One there is, above all others | | | | | | | |
261 | Jesus, I sing thy matchless grace | | | | | | | |
262 | With joy we meditate the grace | | | | | | | |
263 | Thou, Lord! by mortal eyes unseen | | | | | | | |
264 | With transport, Lord, our souls proclaim | | | | | | | |
265 | Come, sing a Savior's power | | | | | | | |
266 | Light of those whose dreary dwelling | | | | | | | |
267 | Jesus! Savior of my soul | | | | | | | |
268 | Thus saith the Lord who built the heavens | | | | | | | |
269 | While my Reedemer's near | | | | | | | |
270 | Ye worlds of light, that roll so near | | | | | | | |
271 | Sons of men, behold from far | | | | | | | |
272 | What heavenly light is that which shines | | | | | | | |
273 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
274 | In duties and in sufferings too | | | | | | | |
275 | And is the gospel of peace and love? | | | | | | | |
276 | Go to dark Gethsemane | | | | | | | |
277 | Teach us to feel as Jesus prayed | | | | | | | |
278 | Aloud we sing the wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
279 | When gathering clouds around I view | | | | | | | |
280 | The law by Moses came | | | | | | | |
281 | Not to the terros of the Lord | | | | | | | |
282 | The God who once to Israel spoke | | | | | | | |
283 | Blest are the souls that hear and know | | | | | | | |
284 | Rise, every heart and every tongue | | | | | | | |
285 | On Zion, his most holy mount | | | | | | | |
286 | Loud let the tuneful trumpet sound | | | | | | | |
287 | Blow ye the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
288 | As showers on meadows newly mown | | | | | | | |
289 | Mark the soft-falling snow | | | | | | | |
290 | In vain we lavish out our lives | | | | | | | |
291 | Come hither, all ye weary souls | | | | | | | |
292 | The spirit in our hearts | | | | | | | |
293 | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor | | | | | | | |
294 | Come, sinners, to the gospel feast | | | | | | | |
295 | Ye thirsty souls, approach the spring | | | | | | | |
296 | The Savior calls,-let every ear | | | | | | | |
297 | Let every mortal ear attend | | | | | | | |
298 | Come! said Jesus' sacred voice | | | | | | | |
299 | My never-ceasing song shall show | | | | | | | |
300 | Praise, everlasting praise be paid | | | | | | | |