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201 | Hark, what mean those holy voices | | | | | |  | |
202 | Calm on the listening ear of night | | | | | |  | |
203 | Hark! hark! with harps of gold | | | | | |  | |
204 | No loud avenging voice | | | | | |  | |
205 | When Jordan hushed his waters still | | | | | |  | |
206 | Behold, the grace appears | | | | | |  | |
207 | Hark, what celestial notes | | | | | |  | |
208 | Hail, all hail the joyful morn | | | | | |  | |
209 | Brightest and best of the sons of the morning | | | | | |  | |
210 | Arrayed in clouds of golden light | | | | | |  | |
211 | O let your mingling voices rise | | | | | |  | |
212 | Hark, the glad sound, the Saviour comes | | | | | |  | |
213 | Joy to the world, the Lord is come | | | | | |  | |
214 | John was the prophet of the Lord | | | | | |  | |
215 | See from on high a light divine | | | | | |  | |
216 | Behold the Prince of Peace | | | | | |  | |
217 | How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound | | | | | |  | |
218 | On eyes that never saw the day | | | | | |  | |
219 | O'er the dark wave of Galilee | | | | | |  | |
220 | Fear was within the tossing bark | | | | | |  | |
221 | Around Bethesda's healing wave | | | | | |  | |
222 | Messiah Lord, who, wont to dwell | | | | | |  | |
223 | The Saviour, what a noble flame was kindled | | | | | |  | |
224 | Ride on, ride on in majesty | | | | | |  | |
225 | Behold where breathing love divine | | | | | |  | |
226 | He knelt, the Saviour knelt and prayed | | | | | |  | |
227 | The morning dawns upon the place | | | | | |  | |
228 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | |  | |
229 | Dark was the night, and cold the ground | | | | | |  | |
230 | Go to dark Gethsemane | | | | | |  | |
231 | Behold the Saviour on the cross, for us he dies | | | | | |  | |
232 | Stretched on the cross the Saviour dies | | | | | |  | |
233 | 'Tis finished, so the Saviour cried | | | | | |  | |
234 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | |  | |
235 | Angels! roll the rock away | | | | | |  | |
236 | Morning breaks upon the tomb | | | | | |  | |
237 | O for a shout of sacred joy | | | | | |  | |
238 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | |  | |
239 | Behold, where in a mortal form | | | | | |  | |
240 | O could we speak the matchless worth | | | | | |  | |
241 | Father divine, the Saviour cried | | | | | |  | |
242 | See how he loved, exclaimed the Jews | | | | | |  | |
243 | Thou art the Way, and he who sighs | | | | | |  | |
244 | Jesus, thou source of calm repose | | | | | |  | |
245 | Jesus, delightful, charming name | | | | | |  | |
246 | All hail the power of Jesus' name | | | | | |  | |
247 | Behold the amazing sight | | | | | |  | |
248 | Bound upon the accurséd tree | | | | | |  | |
249 | In duties and in sufferings too | | | | | |  | |
250 | Feeble, helpless, how shall I | | | | | |  | |
251 | Teach us to feel as Jesus prayed | | | | | |  | |
252 | Thus saith the Lord, who built the heavens | | | | | |  | |
253 | Thou, Lord, by mortal eyes unseen | | | | | |  | |
254 | See what a living stone | | | | | |  | |
255 | A King shall reign in righteousnes | | | | | |  | |
256 | What glorious tidings do I hear | | | | | |  | |
257 | Let every mortal ear attend | | | | | |  | |
258 | How blest thy creature is, O God | | | | | |  | |
259 | Come hither, all ye weary souls | | | | | |  | |
260 | Now to the Lord a noble song | | | | | |  | |
261 | Blow ye the trumpet, blow | | | | | |  | |
262 | Praise to God, the great Creator | | | | | |  | |
263 | Brighter shines the gospel way | | | | | |  | |
264 | O what amazing words of grace | | | | | |  | |
265 | Now is the day of grace | | | | | |  | |
266 | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor | | | | | |  | |
267 | From the holy mount above | | | | | |  | |
268 | Sinner, rouse thee from thy sleep | | | | | |  | |
269 | Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan | | | | | |  | |
270 | Pilgrim, burdened with thy sin | | | | | |  | |
271 | Bright was the guiding star that led | | | | | |  | |
272 | Return, O wanderer, return | | | | | |  | |
273 | Were not the sinful Mary's tears | | | | | |  | |
274 | Brother hast thou wandered far | | | | | |  | |
275 | The Spirit in our hearts is whispering sinner come | | | | | |  | |
276 | Blest are the souls that hear and know | | | | | |  | |
277 | The king of heaven his table spreads | | | | | |  | |
278 | Ye sons of earth, arise | | | | | |  | |
279 | Hear what a Saviour's voice | | | | | |  | |
280 | Behold the morning sun | | | | | |  | |
281 | Come to the living waters, come | | | | | |  | |
282 | How gracious the promise, how soothing the word | | | | | |  | |
283 | Come, said Jesus' sacred voice | | | | | |  | |
284 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | |  | |
285 | The Lord will come and not be slow | | | | | |  | |
286 | Jesus his empire shall extend | | | | | |  | |
287 | Come sing a Saviour's power | | | | | |  | |
288 | Hail to the Lord's anointed | | | | | |  | |
289 | When God descends, with men to dwell | | | | | |  | |
290 | On Zion, his own holy mount | | | | | |  | |
291 | Give us room that we may dwell | | | | | |  | |
292 | As showers on meadows newly mown | | | | | |  | |
293 | Mark the soft falling snow | | | | | |  | |
294 | In God's eternity there shall a day arise | | | | | |  | |
295 | Let all the earth their voices raise | | | | | |  | |
296 | Upon the gospel's sacred page | | | | | |  | |
297 | Great God, whose universal sway | | | | | |  | |
298 | Rise, crowned with light, imperial Salem, rise | | | | | |  | |
299 | Yes, we trust the day is breaking | | | | | |  | |
300 | When shall the voice of singing flow | | | | | |  | |