# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A fierce unrest seethes | | | | | | | |
d2 | A mighty fortress is our God | | | | | | | |
d3 | A noble life, a simple faith An open heart and | | | | | | | |
d4 | Abide not in the realm of dreams | | | | | | | |
d5 | Abide with me, fast falls the eventide | | | | | | | |
d6 | Again, as evening's shadow falls | | | | | | | |
d7 | All are architects of fate | | | | | | | |
d8 | All beautiful the march of days | | | | | | | |
d9 | All creatures of our God and King | | | | | | | |
d10 | All hail the pageant of the years | | | | | | | |
d11 | All my hope on God is founded | | | | | | | |
d12 | All people that on earth do dwell, Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice | | | | | | | |
d13 | All praise to thee, my God, this night | | | | | | | |
d14 | All the past we leave behind | | | | | | | |
d15 | All things are doubly fair | | | | | | | |
d16 | Angels we have heard on high | | | | | | | |
d17 | As tranquil streams that meet and merge | | | | | | | |
d18 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | | | |
d19 | Awake my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
d20 | Away, O soul, hoist up the anchor | | | | | | | |
d21 | Before the stars a man is small | | | | | | | |
d22 | Behold a sower from afar, He goeth forth with might | | | | | | | |
d23 | Bells in the high tower | | | | | | | |
d24 | Bend back the lance's point | | | | | | | |
d25 | Beneath the shadow of the cross | | | | | | | |
d26 | Blest is that man who sets his soul's desire | | | | | | | |
d27 | Brief our days, but long for singing | | | | | | | |
d28 | Bring, O morn, thy music | | | | | | | |
d29 | Bring, O past, your honor | | | | | | | |
d30 | But for the cockerel calling | | | | | | | |
d31 | Calm soul of all things | | | | | | | |
d32 | Can a father see his child | | | | | | | |
d33 | Come children of tomorrow, come | | | | | | | |
d34 | Come, my Way, my Truth, my Life | | | | | | | |
d35 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
d36 | Come, ye [you] thankful people, come | | | | | | | |
d37 | Consider well your ways and lives | | | | | | | |
d38 | Creation's Lord, we give Thee thanks, That this Thy world is incomplete | | | | | | | |
d39 | Dark hills at evening in the west | | | | | | | |
d40 | Dear Lord and Father [Master] of mankind [us all], Forgive our foolish ways | | | | | | | |
d41 | Divinity is round us, never gone | | | | | | | |
d42 | Eternal spirit of the chainless | | | | | | | |
d43 | Every night and every morn | | | | | | | |
d44 | Fair is their fame who stand | | | | | | | |
d45 | Faith of the larger liberty | | | | | | | |
d46 | Feet of the urgent pioneer | | | | | | | |
d47 | For all thy [the] saints, who from their labors rest | | | | | | | |
d48 | For flowers that bloom about our feet | | | | | | | |
d49 | For mercy, courage, kindness, mirth | | | | | | | |
d50 | For the beauty of the earth | | | | | | | |
d51 | Forward through the ages | | | | | | | |
d52 | Freedom is the finest gold | | | | | | | |
d53 | From age to age the prophets [how grandly] rise | | | | | | | |
d54 | From all the fret and fever | | | | | | | |
d55 | From heart to heart, from creed to creed | | | | | | | |
d56 | From the first man to climb | | | | | | | |
d57 | Gather us in, thou love that fillest all | | | | | | | |
d58 | Gird on thy sword, O man | | | | | | | |
d59 | Give me your whole heart | | | | | | | |
d60 | Give thanks for the corn and the wheat that are reaped | | | | | | | |
d61 | Go not, my soul, in search of him | | | | | | | |
d62 | God is in his holy temple, all the earth keep silence here | | | | | | | |
d63 | God is my [our] strong salvation | | | | | | | |
d64 | God makes a path, provides a guide | | | | | | | |
d65 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
d66 | God of grace and God of glory | | | | | | | |
d67 | God of our fathers, Who hast safely | | | | | | | |
d68 | God of the earnest heart | | | | | | | |
d69 | God of the earth, the sky, the sea | | | | | | | |
d70 | God save our gracious queen | | | | | | | |
d71 | God send us men whose aim will [shall] ['twill] be | | | | | | | |
d72 | God, though this life is but a wraith | | | | | | | |
d73 | God's trumpet wakes the slumbering world | | | | | | | |
d74 | Hail the glorious golden city | | | | | | | |
d75 | Hail to the Lord's anointed | | | | | | | |
d76 | He presses on before the race | | | | | | | |
d77 | He that dies shall not die lonely | | | | | | | |
d78 | Hear, hear, O ye nations, and hearing obey | | | | | | | |
d79 | Heaven and earth, and sea, and air | | | | | | | |
d80 | Heir of all the ages, I | | | | | | | |
d81 | Heir of all the waiting ages | | | | | | | |
d82 | Here on the paths of everyday | | | | | | | |
d83 | High o'er the lonely hills | | | | | | | |
d84 | Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, Early | | | | | | | |
d85 | Hosanna in the highest, Our eager hearts acclaim | | | | | | | |
d86 | How happy is he born and [or] taught | | | | | | | |
d87 | How little our true majesty is | | | | | | | |
d88 | I am a part of all that I have met | | | | | | | |
d89 | I cannot think of them as dead | | | | | | | |
d90 | I love all beauteous things | | | | | | | |
d91 | I saw the city of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d92 | I walk amidst thy beauty forth | | | | | | | |
d93 | I walk the unfrequented road | | | | | | | |
d94 | Immortal, invisible, God only wise | | | | | | | |
d95 | Immortal Love, forever full | | | | | | | |
d96 | In singing till his heaven fills | | | | | | | |
d97 | In sweet fields of autumn | | | | | | | |
d98 | In the lonely midnight, on the wintry hill | | | | | | | |
d99 | In this stern hour when the spirit | | | | | | | |
d100 | It came upon the [a] midnight clear | | | | | | | |