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1 | Come, O my soul, in sacred lays | | | | | | | |
2 | The Lord, our God, is clothed with might | | | | | | | |
3 | There's a wideness in God's mercy | | | | | | | |
4 | Though troubles assail, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
5 | Hark! what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
6 | Strong Son of God, immortal Love | | | | | | | |
7 | We may not climb the heavenly steeps | | | | | | | |
8 | Jesus, the very thought of thee | | | | | | | |
9 | O love divine, what hast Thou done! | | | | | | | |
10 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
11 | Lift your glad voices in triumph on high | | | | | | | |
12 | Our blest Redeemer, ere He breathed | | | | | | | |
13 | I worship Thee, O Holy Ghost | | | | | | | |
14 | Jesus, Thy blood and Righteousness | | | | | | | |
15 | Jesus, Thine all victorious love | | | | | | | |
16 | Let Him to whom we now belong | | | | | | | |
17 | Jesus, these eyes have never seen | | | | | | | |
18 | My God, the spring of all my joys | | | | | | | |
19 | The King of love my Shepherd is | | | | | | | |
20 | O could I speak the matchless worth | | | | | | | |
21 | Take my life, and let it be | | | | | | | |
22 | Workman of God! O lose not heart | | | | | | | |
23 | Be strong! We are not here to play, to dream, to drift | | | | | | | |
24 | Soldiers of the cross, arise! | | | | | | | |
25 | The Son of God goes forth to war | | | | | | | |
26 | My country, 'tis of thee | | | | | | | |
27 | O Spirit of the living God! | | | | | | | |
28 | Hasten, Lord, the glorious time | | | | | | | |
29 | Hark! the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
30 | O where are kings and empires now | | | | | | | |
31 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
32 | Joy to the world! the Lord is come | | | | | | | |
33 | Prayer is appointed to convey | | | | | | | |
34 | There is an eye that never sleeps | | | | | | | |
35 | O how the thought of God attracts | | | | | | | |
36 | O Jesus, I have promised | | | | | | | |
37 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
38 | Faith of our fathers! living still | | | | | | | |
39 | My Lord, how full of sweet content | | | | | | | |
40 | If, on a quiet sea | | | | | | | |
41 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
42 | Awake my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
43 | A glory gilds the sacred page | | | | | | | |
44 | The Church's one foundation | | | | | | | |
45 | I think, when I read that sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
46 | Hail to the Sabbath day! | | | | | | | |
47 | O day of rest and gladness, O day of joy and light | | | | | | | |
48 | The king of heaven His table spreads | | | | | | | |
49 | If human kindness meets return | | | | | | | |
50 | My times are in Thy hand | | | | | | | |
51 | O the hour when this material | | | | | | | |
52 | Jerusalem the golden, with milk and honey blest | | | | | | | |