# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Let every mortal ear attend | | | | | | | |
d102 | Let God the Father live For ever on our tongues | | | | | | | |
d103 | Let others boast how strong they be [are] | | | | | | | |
d104 | Let them neglect thy [their] glory, Lord | | | | | | | |
d105 | Let us love and sing and wonder | | | | | | | |
d106 | Let Zion and her sons rejoice | | | | | | | |
d107 | Life is the time to serve the Lord | | | | | | | |
d108 | Lo he comes with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
d109 | Lo he cometh countless trumpets | | | | | | | |
d110 | Lord, I cannot let thee go Till a blessing thou bestow | | | | | | | |
d111 | Lord, look on all assembled here | | | | | | | |
d112 | Lord, we have here before our eyes | | | | | | | |
d113 | Lord, what a wretched land is this | | | | | | | |
d114 | Loud let the tuneful trumpet sound | | | | | | | |
d115 | Mistaken souls, that [who] dream of heaven | | | | | | | |
d116 | My Captain sounds the alarm of war | | | | | | | |
d117 | My drowsy powers, why sleep ye [you] so | | | | | | | |
d118 | My God, how endless [lasting] is thy love | | | | | | | |
d119 | My God, how perfect are thy ways | | | | | | | |
d120 | My God, my life, my love, to thee, to thee I call | | | | | | | |
d121 | My God, the spring of all my joys | | | | | | | |
d122 | My God was with me all this [the] night | | | | | | | |
d123 | My God, what endless pleasures dwell | | | | | | | |
d124 | My rising soul, with strong desires | | | | | | | |
d125 | My Savior, let me hear thy voice | | | | | | | |
d126 | My sorrows, like a flood | | | | | | | |
d127 | My soul, come, meditate the day, And think | | | | | | | |
d128 | My soul doth magnify the Lord, My spirit doth | | | | | | | |
d129 | My soul is beset with grief and dismay | | | | | | | |
d130 | My soul, this curious house of clay | | | | | | | |
d131 | My soul, with joy attend, While Jesus silence | | | | | | | |
d132 | New every morning is the love | | | | | | | |
d133 | Not all the blood of beast [beasts], On Jewish altars | | | | | | | |
d134 | Not to condemn the sons of men did Christ the son | | | | | | | |
d135 | Now from the altar of my heart [our hearts] | | | | | | | |
d136 | Now let our voices join | | | | | | | |
d137 | Now, Lord, though we must part awhile | | | | | | | |
d138 | Now may the Lord reveal his face | | | | | | | |
d139 | Now once day more of life is gone | | | | | | | |
d140 | O all loving Lamb, a sinner I am | | | | | | | |
d141 | O blessed souls are they | | | | | | | |
d142 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d143 | O for a sweet, inspiring ray | | | | | | | |
d144 | O happy souls, how fast you go, and leave me here behind | | | | | | | |
d145 | O my soul, what means this sadness | | | | | | | |
d146 | O that I knew the secret place | | | | | | | |
d147 | O thou that hast redemption wrought | | | | | | | |
d148 | O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above | | | | | | | |
d149 | O [When] thou my righteous Judge shall [shalt] come | | | | | | | |
d150 | Of all the joys we mortals [which creatures] know | | | | | | | |
d151 | Once in this world I wandered forth | | | | | | | |
d152 | Once more before we part, O [we'll] bless the Savior's [Redeemer's] name | | | | | | | |
d153 | Once more, my soul, the rising day salutes thy waking eyes | | | | | | | |
d154 | Once more we bow before our God; Once more his blessing we ask | | | | | | | |
d155 | Our heavenly Father calls, And Christ invites | | | | | | | |
d156 | Physician of my [the] sin sick soul | | | | | | | |
d157 | Prepare a thankful song | | | | | | | |
d158 | Proclaim, saith Christ, my wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
d159 | Rejoice, the Lord is King, Your God [Lord] and King adore | | | | | | | |
d160 | Religion is the chief concern | | | | | | | |
d161 | Remark my soul [with awe] the narrow bounds | | | | | | | |
d162 | Repent, the voice celestial cries | | | | | | | |
d163 | Salvation O melodious sound | | | | | | | |
d164 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d165 | Salvation what a glorious plan | | | | | | | |
d166 | Savior, I do feel Thy merit, sprinkled with redeeming blood | | | | | | | |
d167 | Savior, visit Thy [our] plantation, grant us Lord, a gracious rain | | | | | | | |
d168 | See how the morning [mounting] [rising] sun | | | | | | | |
d169 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
d170 | Sinner, that slumberest on the brink | | | | | | | |
d171 | Sinners, obey the gospel word | | | | | | | |
d172 | So fair a face bedewed with tears | | | | | | | |
d173 | Stoop down, my thoughts, that [which] used [use] to rise | | | | | | | |
d174 | Sweeter sounds than music knows | | | | | | | |
d175 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
d176 | The blest memorials of thy grief | | | | | | | |
d177 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
d178 | The evils that beset our path | | | | | | | |
d179 | The fountain of Christ, Lord help us to sing | | | | | | | |
d180 | The law by Moses came | | | | | | | |
d181 | The lion that on Samson roared | | | | | | | |
d182 | The Lord on high proclaims His Godhead | | | | | | | |
d183 | The Lord, the Judge, before his throne bids the whole earth draw nigh | | | | | | | |
d184 | The lovely appearance of death | | | | | | | |
d185 | The man is ever blest [blessed] who shuns the sinner's ways | | | | | | | |
d186 | The moment a sinner believes, and trusts in his crucified God | | | | | | | |
d187 | The sinner that by precious faith | | | | | | | |
d188 | The soul [souls] that would to Jesus press | | | | | | | |
d189 | The trumpet of God is sounding abroad | | | | | | | |
d190 | The veil of night is now withdrawn | | | | | | | |
d191 | Thee we adore, eternal name, And humbly | | | | | | | |
d192 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d193 | This is the feast of heavenly wine | | | | | | | |
d194 | This is the word of truth and love | | | | | | | |
d195 | Thou only Sovereign of my heart | | | | | | | |
d196 | Though trouble assail us, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
d197 | Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble | | | | | | | |
d198 | Thus far my God hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
d199 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
d200 | 'Tis finished, 'tis done | | | | | | | |