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1 | 'Tis by thy strength the mountains stand | | | | | | | |
2 | Great is the Lord, his works [acts] of might | | | | | | | |
3 | With reverence let the [should thy] saints appear | | | | | | | |
4 | When Isr'l, freed from Pharoah's hand | | | | | | | |
5 | Lord, thou hast searched, and seen me [us] through | | | | | | | |
6 | Could I so false, so faithless prove | | | | | | | |
7 | When I with pleasing wonder stand | | | | | | | |
8 | Shall the vile race of flesh and blood | | | | | | | |
9 | Not to ourselves who are but dust | | | | | | | |
10 | Jehovah reigns his throne is high | | | | | | | |
11 | Lord, thou with an unerring beam [eye] | | | | | | | |
12 | Wait, O my soul, thy [the] Maker's will | | | | | | | |
13 | Jehovah, we adore thy name | | | | | | | |
14 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
15 | Great God, amid [amidst] the darksome night | | | | | | | |
16 | The spacious firmament on high | | | | | | | |
17 | The Bible is justly esteemed | | | | | | | |
18 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
19 | When Isr'l through the desert passed | | | | | | | |
20 | Let avarice from [borne] shore to shore | | | | | | | |
21 | Father of mercies, God of love, Whose kind compassion | | | | | | | |
22 | Afflicted saint [saints] [soul] [souls], to Christ [God] draw near | | | | | | | |
23 | Precious Bible, what a treasure | | | | | | | |
24 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
25 | Behold the morning sun | | | | | | | |
26 | How shall the young secure their hearts | | | | | | | |
27 | O how I love thy holy law | | | | | | | |
28 | Lord, I esteem thy judgments right | | | | | | | |
29 | Let all the heathen writers join | | | | | | | |
30 | Lord, I have made thy word my choice | | | | | | | |
31 | Laden with guilt, and full of fears | | | | | | | |
32 | 'Twas by an order from the Lord | | | | | | | |
33 | Look up ye saints direct your eyes | | | | | | | |
34 | Lord, when my [our] raptured thought surveys | | | | | | | |
35 | The book of nature open lies | | | | | | | |
36 | My soul, repeat His praise Whose mercies are so | | | | | | | |
37 | Thy works of glory, mighty Lord | | | | | | | |
38 | Give thanks to God, he [who] reigns above | | | | | | | |
39 | Vain man on foolish pleasures bent | | | | | | | |
40 | When God revealed his gracious name | | | | | | | |
41 | Give thanks to God the sovereign Lord [King] | | | | | | | |
42 | Give to our God [the Lord] immortal praise | | | | | | | |
43 | Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er | | | | | | | |
44 | The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied | | | | | | | |
45 | Firm was my health, my day was bright | | | | | | | |
46 | Let every tongue thy goodness speak | | | | | | | |
47 | Sweet is the memory of thy grace | | | | | | | |
48 | Now shall my inward joys arise, and burst | | | | | | | |
49 | Our God how firm his promise stands | | | | | | | |
50 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
51 | How are thy servants blest, O Lord [God] | | | | | | | |
52 | Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song | | | | | | | |
53 | Shepherd of Isr'l, thou dost keep | | | | | | | |
54 | Great God, what hosts of angels stand | | | | | | | |
55 | Manna to Isr'l well supplied | | | | | | | |
56 | God shall alone the [my] refuge be | | | | | | | |
57 | Good is Jehovah in bestowing sunshine | | | | | | | |
58 | The Lord my pasture shall prepare, and feed me with a shepherd's care | | | | | | | |
59 | Since all the changing [coming] [downward] varying [various] scenes of time | | | | | | | |
60 | By the poor widow's oil and meal | | | | | | | |
61 | Behold, the grace appears [appear] | | | | | | | |
62 | Deceived by subtle snares of hell [I fell] | | | | | | | |
63 | Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
64 | The king of glory sends his Son | | | | | | | |
65 | As shepherds in Jewry were guarding their sheep | | | | | | | |
66 | From the regions of love, lo, an angel descended | | | | | | | |
67 | Hark, whence that voice | | | | | | | |
68 | Mortals, awake, with angels join | | | | | | | |
69 | What good news the angels bring | | | | | | | |
70 | Shepherds, rejoice, lift up your eyes | | | | | | | |
71 | The King of saints, how fair his face | | | | | | | |
72 | Great God, whose universal sway | | | | | | | |
73 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
74 | Forever shall my song record | | | | | | | |
75 | Thus the eternal Father spake [spoke] | | | | | | | |
76 | Now to the Lord, that [who] makes [made] us know | | | | | | | |
77 | Let him embrace my soul, and prove | | | | | | | |
78 | The wondering world enquires [inquires] to know | | | | | | | |
79 | Go, worship at Emmanuel's feet | | | | | | | |
80 | Now to the Lord a noble [joyful] song | | | | | | | |
81 | Now let our cheerful eyes survey | | | | | | | |
82 | Behold the woman's promised seed | | | | | | | |
83 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
84 | Where is my [our] God, does he retire | | | | | | | |
85 | When Isr'l's grieving tribes complained | | | | | | | |
86 | Depraved minds on ashes [trifles] feed | | | | | | | |
87 | Ye worlds of light, that roll so near | | | | | | | |
88 | To Christ, the Lord, let every tongue its noblest tribute bring | | | | | | | |
89 | Lord, dost thou show [shew] a corner stone [cornerstone] | | | | | | | |
90 | Infinite excellence is thine | | | | | | | |
91 | Awake, our souls, and bless his name | | | | | | | |
92 | And is the gospel peace and love | | | | | | | |
93 | Jesus, the Lord, our souls adore | | | | | | | |
94 | While my Redeemer's near | | | | | | | |
95 | Awake, ye saints of God | | | | | | | |
96 | Burst, ye emerald [pearly] gates, and bring | | | | | | | |
97 | What think ye [you] of Christ, is the test | | | | | | | |
98 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
99 | The Prince of peace is come | | | | | | | |
100 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |