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d1 | A believer, free from care | | | | | | | |
d2 | A soldier, Lord, Thou hast me made | | | | | | | |
d3 | A soldier of the cross am I | | | | | | | |
d4 | A solemn march we make | | | | | | | |
d5 | A stranger in the [this] world below | | | | | | | |
d6 | Alas how I have spent my time | | | | | | | |
d7 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d8 | All thanks be to God, who scatters abroad | | | | | | | |
d9 | Almighty love inspire My heart [soul] with sacred fire [pure desire] | | | | | | | |
d10 | Almighty Sovereign of the skies | | | | | | | |
d11 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d12 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d13 | And is this heaven and am I there | | | | | | | |
d14 | Approach, my soul, the mercy seat | | | | | | | |
d15 | Arise, and hail the happy sacred day | | | | | | | |
d16 | As Jacob did in days of old | | | | | | | |
d17 | Awake my heart, my soul arise | | | | | | | |
d18 | Before Elisha's gate the Syrian leper stood | | | | | | | |
d19 | Begone, my earthly [worldly] care [cares], away | | | | | | | |
d20 | Begone, unbelief, [for] my [our] Savior is near | | | | | | | |
d21 | Behold that great and awful day | | | | | | | |
d22 | Behold the wretch whose lust and wine | | | | | | | |
d23 | Beside the gospel pool Appointed for the poor | | | | | | | |
d24 | Brother soldier, still fight on | | | | | | | |
d25 | By faith in Christ I walk with God | | | | | | | |
d26 | By the poor widow's oil and meal | | | | | | | |
d27 | By whom was David taught | | | | | | | |
d28 | Children of God renounce your fear | | | | | | | |
d29 | Christ is set on Zion's hill | | | | | | | |
d30 | Christians, don't you want a teacher | | | | | | | |
d31 | Come, all ye [you] mourning pilgrims [sinners] round [now] | | | | | | | |
d32 | Come all ye [you] Zion travelers | | | | | | | |
d33 | Come and taste along with me, consolation and running free | | | | | | | |
d34 | Come, angels, seize your harps of gold | | | | | | | |
d35 | Come friends and relations let us [come] join heart and hand | | | | | | | |
d36 | Come, let us anew our journey pursue, Roll round | | | | | | | |
d37 | Come let us lift our voices high, High as our joys arise | | | | | | | |
d38 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
d39 | Come, O my doubting soul, attend | | | | | | | |
d40 | Come on, my fellow pilgrims, come | | | | | | | |
d41 | Come, saints and sinners, hear me tell | | | | | | | |
d42 | Come, we [ye] [you] that love the Lord indeed | | | | | | | |
d43 | Come, ye happy race Who are ransomed by grace | | | | | | | |
d44 | Come, ye that fear [love] the Lord, and listen while I tell | | | | | | | |
d45 | Day of judgment, day of wonders | | | | | | | |
d46 | Dear Jesus, here comes, And knocks at Thy door | | | | | | | |
d47 | Don't you see my Jesus coming | | | | | | | |
d48 | Elijah's example declares | | | | | | | |
d49 | Encouraged by thy word | | | | | | | |
d50 | Enlisted into the cause of sin | | | | | | | |
d51 | Eternal Spirit, we confess | | | | | | | |
d52 | Far above yon glorious ceiling | | | | | | | |
d53 | Farewell, dear friend [friends], I must be gone | | | | | | | |
d54 | Fervent persevering prayers | | | | | | | |
d55 | From all that's mortal, all that's vain | | | | | | | |
d56 | From the regions of love, lo, an angel descended | | | | | | | |
d57 | From thee, my [O] God, my [our] joys shall rise | | | | | | | |
d58 | From whence doth [does] this [the] union arise | | | | | | | |
d59 | Glory to God on high, Let earth and skies reply | | | | | | | |
d60 | Glory to thee, my [our] God [O Lord], this night [day] | | | | | | | |
d61 | God and his law are my delight | | | | | | | |
d62 | Gracious Lord [God], our children see | | | | | | | |
d63 | Gracious Lord, incline thine ear | | | | | | | |
d64 | Hail, happy believer in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d65 | Hail, sovereign love, that first began | | | | | | | |
d66 | Hail the day that sees him rise | | | | | | | |
d67 | Hark, from the tomb [tombs] a doleful [warning] [mournful] sound | | | | | | | |
d68 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
d69 | Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King | | | | | | | |
d70 | Hark, the jubilee is sounding | | | | | | | |
d71 | He comes, he comes, the judge severe | | | | | | | |
d72 | Heralds of the King of kings, preach the peace | | | | | | | |
d73 | Hither, ye faithful, haste with [in] songs of triumph | | | | | | | |
d74 | How are thy servants blest, O Lord [God] | | | | | | | |
d75 | How blest the righteous are | | | | | | | |
d76 | How happy are the saints above, Who once | | | | | | | |
d77 | How happy every child of grace, The soul that's filled | | | | | | | |
d78 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
d79 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
d80 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d81 | How welcome to the saints [soul] [when] pressed | | | | | | | |
d82 | I long to see the season [seasons] come when sinners | | | | | | | |
d83 | I love the sons of grace | | | | | | | |
d84 | I will praise thee every day | | | | | | | |
d85 | I would but cannot sing | | | | | | | |
d86 | I'm not ashamed to own my Lord, or to defend | | | | | | | |
d87 | In the house of king David a fountain | | | | | | | |
d88 | In vain my [the] fancy strives to paint The moment after death | | | | | | | |
d89 | In what confusion earth appears | | | | | | | |
d90 | Jerusalem, my happy home, O how I long for thee | | | | | | | |
d91 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d92 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
d93 | Jesus Christ, the Lord's anointed | | | | | | | |
d94 | Jesus grant us all a blessing | | | | | | | |
d95 | Jesus, thy blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
d96 | John, in a vision, saw the day | | | | | | | |
d97 | Kind souls, who for the miseries moan | | | | | | | |
d98 | Let me dwell on [in] [at] Golgotha | | | | | | | |
d99 | Let us love and sing and wonder | | | | | | | |
d100 | Lo he cometh countless trumpets | | | | | | | |