# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
d2 | A mighty fortress is our God | | | | | | | |
d3 | Abide with me, fast falls the eventide | | | | | | | |
d4 | All glory, laud, and honor to thee, Redeemer, King | | | | | | | |
d5 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d6 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d7 | America, my country, Loved nation of the world | | | | | | | |
d8 | Angel voices, ever singing | | | | | | | |
d9 | Angels from the realms of glory | | | | | | | |
d10 | Angels we have heard on high | | | | | | | |
d11 | Art thou weary, art thou languid | | | | | | | |
d12 | Awake my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
d13 | Away in a [the] manger, no crib | | | | | | | |
d14 | Beneath the cross of Jesus I fain would take my stand | | | | | | | |
d15 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d16 | Break thou the bread of life | | | | | | | |
d17 | Brightly beams our Father's mercy | | | | | | | |
d18 | Christ the [our] Lord is [has] risen today, [Alleluia] [Sons of men] | | | | | | | |
d19 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
d20 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d21 | Come, ye [you] thankful people, come | | | | | | | |
d22 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d23 | Crown him with many crowns [thorns] | | | | | | | |
d24 | Day is dying in the west | | | | | | | |
d25 | Dear [Lord] [Well] Jesus, I long to be perfectly whole | | | | | | | |
d26 | Fairest Lord Jesus, Ruler of all nature | | | | | | | |
d27 | Faith of our fathers, living still [faith] | | | | | | | |
d28 | Father in heaven, in thy love abounding | | | | | | | |
d29 | Fling out the banner, let it float | | | | | | | |
d30 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d31 | From ill do thou defend me | | | | | | | |
d32 | Glad Christmas bells, your music tells | | | | | | | |
d33 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
d34 | God be with you till we meet again | | | | | | | |
d35 | God of our fathers, Whose almighty hand | | | | | | | |
d36 | Hark, ten thousand voices sounding | | | | | | | |
d37 | Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King | | | | | | | |
d38 | Hark, the vesper hymn is stealing | | | | | | | |
d39 | He leadeth me, O blessed thought | | | | | | | |
d40 | Holy Ghost, with light [love] [power] divine | | | | | | | |
d41 | Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, Early | | | | | | | |
d42 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d43 | I can hear my [the] Savior calling | | | | | | | |
d44 | I have a Savior, he's pleading in glory | | | | | | | |
d45 | I heard the bells on Christmas day | | | | | | | |
d46 | I heard the voice of Jesus say, come unto me and rest | | | | | | | |
d47 | I love to tell the story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
d48 | I need thee every hour, most gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
d49 | I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
d50 | In the cross of Christ I [we] glory, towering | | | | | | | |
d51 | In the hour of trial | | | | | | | |
d52 | It came upon the [a] midnight clear | | | | | | | |
d53 | Jerusalem, the golden, with milk and honey blest | | | | | | | |
d54 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d55 | Jesus calls us, o'er the tumult | | | | | | | |
d56 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d57 | Jesus loves me, this I know, For the Bible | | | | | | | |
d58 | Jesus, Savior, pilot me | | | | | | | |
d59 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
d60 | Jesus, tender shepherd, hear us | | | | | | | |
d61 | Jesus, the very [only] thought of Thee [You] | | | | | | | |
d62 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
d63 | Just as I am, without one plea, But [Save] that thy blood | | | | | | | |
d64 | Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
d65 | Lead on, O King Eternal, The day of march has come | | | | | | | |
d66 | Lo how a rose e'er blooming | | | | | | | |
d67 | Lord of all being, throned afar | | | | | | | |
d68 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
d69 | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned upon the Savior's brow | | | | | | | |
d70 | Mine eyes have seen the glory | | | | | | | |
d71 | More love to thee, O Christ [God] | | | | | | | |
d72 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
d73 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d74 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d75 | My Jesus [Savior], I love thee, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d76 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d77 | Now thank we all our God | | | | | | | |
d78 | Now the day is over, Night is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
d79 | O beautiful for spacious skies | | | | | | | |
d80 | O come, all ye faithful, Joyful and triumphant | | | | | | | |
d81 | O could I [we] speak the matchless worth | | | | | | | |
d82 | O day of rest [peace] and gladness | | | | | | | |
d83 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d84 | O God, beneath thy [your] guiding hand | | | | | | | |
d85 | O God of Bethel, by whose hand | | | | | | | |
d86 | O Jesu [Jesus], thou art standing | | | | | | | |
d87 | O Jesus, I have promised | | | | | | | |
d88 | O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see | | | | | | | |
d89 | O Love that wilt [will] not let me go | | | | | | | |
d90 | O Master, let me walk with thee [you] | | | | | | | |
d91 | O [Our] God, our help in ages [seasons] past | | | | | | | |
d92 | O realm of light, whose morning star | | | | | | | |
d93 | O Sacred Head now [once] [sore] wounded [surrounded] | | | | | | | |
d94 | O safe to the Rock that is higher than I | | | | | | | |
d95 | O say can you see by the dawn's early light | | | | | | | |
d96 | O worship the King, all glorious above | | | | | | | |
d97 | O Zion [Sion], haste, thy [your] mission high fulfilling | | | | | | | |
d98 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d99 | Pass me not, O gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
d100 | Praise him, praise him, Jesus, our blessed Redeemer | | | | | | | |