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33 | Saints with pious zeal attending | | | | | | | |
34 | My God, permit me not to be a stranger | | | | | | | |
35 | Dear refuge of my weary soul | | | | | | | |
36 | When fainting in the sultry waste | | | | | | | |
37 | I sing th'almighty power of God | | | | | | | |
38 | Come shout aloud the Father's grace | | | | | | | |
39 | Jehovah reigns his throne is high | | | | | | | |
40 | My God, my portion, and my love | | | | | | | |
41 | Up to the Lord, who reigns on high | | | | | | | |
42 | Stand up, and bless the Lord, ye people | | | | | | | |
43 | Shall the vile race of flesh and blood | | | | | | | |
44 | Praise, everlasting praise, be paid | | | | | | | |
45 | Hail, great Creator, wise and good | | | | | | | |
46 | Awake, my tongue, thy tribute bring | | | | | | | |
47 | Keep silence, all created things | | | | | | | |
48 | The promises I sing | | | | | | | |
49 | Father, how wide thy glory shines | | | | | | | |
50 | The Lord on high proclaims His Godhead | | | | | | | |
51 | The Lord, our God, is full of might | | | | | | | |
52 | How should the sons of Adam's race | | | | | | | |
53 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
54 | Come, ye that know and fear the Lord | | | | | | | |
55 | Thy way, O God! is in the sea | | | | | | | |
56 | Songs of praise the angels sang | | | | | | | |
57 | Begin my tongue some heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
58 | Swell the anthem, raise the song | | | | | | | |
59 | Yes, I will bless thee, O my God | | | | | | | |
60 | Great God of nations now to thee | | | | | | | |
61 | With grateful hearts, with joyful tongues | | | | | | | |
62 | Mortals, awake, with angels join | | | | | | | |
63 | Hail, thou long expected Jesus | | | | | | | |
64 | Hark, the glad sound, the Saviour comes | | | | | | | |
65 | Behold, the grace appears | | | | | | | |
66 | Hark, the herald angels sing | | | | | | | |
67 | Hark! hark!—the notes of joy | | | | | | | |
68 | Hark, what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
69 | Hark, what celestial notes | | | | | | | |
70 | Shepherds, hail the wondrous stranger | | | | | | | |
71 | Sons of men, behold him far | | | | | | | |
72 | While shepherds watched their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
73 | Angels! from the realms of glory | | | | | | | |
74 | Brightest and best of the sons of the morning | | | | | | | |
75 | Awake, awake the sacred song | | | | | | | |
76 | Angels rejoiced and sweetly sung | | | | | | | |
77 | When marshalled on the nightly plain | | | | | | | |
78 | Come happy souls! approach your God | | | | | | | |
79 | With joy we meditate the grace | | | | | | | |
80 | The Lord descending from above | | | | | | | |
81 | He lives—the great Redeemer lives | | | | | | | |
82 | O for a thousand tongues to sing | | | | | | | |
83 | What are these soul-reviving strains | | | | | | | |
84 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
85 | Dearest of all the names above | | | | | | | |
86 | Oh! could I speak the matchless worth | | | | | | | |
87 | There is a fountain filled with blood | | | | | | | |
88 | Rise, glorious Sun, supremely bright | | | | | | | |
89 | Like sheep we went astray | | | | | | | |
90 | How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound | | | | | | | |
91 | To God the only-wise | | | | | | | |
92 | I was a traitor doomed to die | | | | | | | |
93 | How heavy is the night | | | | | | | |
94 | Christ, whose glory fills the skies | | | | | | | |
95 | Plunged in a gulf of dark despair | | | | | | | |
96 | Ye glittering toys of earth, adieu | | | | | | | |
97 | Jesus, the vision of thy face | | | | | | | |
98 | Buried in shadows of the night | | | | | | | |
99 | Thou very present Aid | | | | | | | |
100 | Not to condemn the sons of men | | | | | | | |
101 | Come dearest Lord, descend and dwell | | | | | | | |
102 | Dear Saviour! we are thine | | | | | | | |
103 | The Saviour!—Oh! what endless charms | | | | | | | |
104 | Come every pious heart | | | | | | | |
105 | Come, ye that love the Saviour's name | | | | | | | |
106 | Behold the glories of the Lamb | | | | | | | |
107 | Come, thou Desire of all thy saints | | | | | | | |
108 | Behold the blind their sight receive | | | | | | | |
109 | Jesus, thy robe of righteousness | | | | | | | |
110 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
111 | Glory to God on high | | | | | | | |
112 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs | | | | | | | |
113 | What equal honors shall we bring | | | | | | | |
114 | Thou lovely Source of true delight | | | | | | | |
115 | Now to the Lord, who makes us know | | | | | | | |
116 | Hark!—ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
117 | Mighty God! while angels bless thee | | | | | | | |
118 | The law by Moses came | | | | | | | |
119 | Christ and his cross is all our theme | | | | | | | |
120 | Light of those whose dreary dwelling | | | | | | | |
121 | Rejoice, the Lord is King | | | | | | | |
122 | Bright King of glory, dreadful God | | | | | | | |
123 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
124 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
125 | When sins and fears prevailing rise | | | | | | | |
126 | O that I could forever dwell | | | | | | | |
127 | Around the Saviour's lofty throne | | | | | | | |
128 | Jesus, Lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
129 | Thou only Sovereign of my heart | | | | | | | |
130 | Beyond the glittering, starry skies | | | | | | | |
131 | To thee, my God and Saviour | | | | | | | |
132 | Now to the Lord a noble song | | | | | | | |