# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | How glorious is our heavenly King | | | | | | | |
d102 | How many of their wisdom boast | | | | | | | |
d103 | How pleasant, how [and] divinely fair | | | | | | | |
d104 | How pleasing is the scene, how sweet | | | | | | | |
d105 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d106 | How sweet thy dwellings, Lord, how fair | | | | | | | |
d107 | How sweet to leave the world awhile | | | | | | | |
d108 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
d109 | Hush, my dear babe [child], lie still and slumber | | | | | | | |
d110 | I am fond of the swallow, I learn from her flight | | | | | | | |
d111 | I asked the Lord that I might grow | | | | | | | |
d112 | I sing the almighty power of God | | | | | | | |
d113 | I thirst, but not as once I did | | | | | | | |
d114 | If our warfare be [is] laborious | | | | | | | |
d115 | If Solomon for wisdom prayed | | | | | | | |
d116 | Immortal King, through earth's wide frame | | | | | | | |
d117 | In every object here, I see | | | | | | | |
d118 | In vain my [the] fancy strives to paint The moment after death | | | | | | | |
d119 | Isr'l in ancient days | | | | | | | |
d120 | Jesu, my savior, in thy face | | | | | | | |
d121 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d122 | Jesus Christ, my Lord and Savior, Once became | | | | | | | |
d123 | Jesus gives us free repentance | | | | | | | |
d124 | Jesus, Lord, we look to thee | | | | | | | |
d125 | Jesus, my strength, my hope | | | | | | | |
d126 | Jesus, refuge of my soul | | | | | | | |
d127 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
d128 | Jesus still will I adore thee | | | | | | | |
d129 | Jesus, the Shepherd of the sheep | | | | | | | |
d130 | Jesus, we thy promise claim | | | | | | | |
d131 | Jesus, where'er thy people meet | | | | | | | |
d132 | Jesus, who art my soul's delight | | | | | | | |
d133 | Join, every tongue, to praise the Lord | | | | | | | |
d134 | Joy is a [the] fruit that will not grow | | | | | | | |
d135 | Let deepest silence all around | | | | | | | |
d136 | Let dogs delight to bark and bite | | | | | | | |
d137 | Life is a span, a fleeting hour | | | | | | | |
d138 | Light of those whose dreary dwelling | | | | | | | |
d139 | Lord, do thou thy grace impart | | | | | | | |
d140 | Lord, how delightful 'tis to see A whole assembly worship thee | | | | | | | |
d141 | Lord, I have passed another day | | | | | | | |
d142 | Lord, make me faithful to my [thy] call | | | | | | | |
d143 | Lord of hosts, how lovely fair | | | | | | | |
d144 | Lord, teach a little child to pray | | | | | | | |
d145 | Lord, that I may learn of thee | | | | | | | |
d146 | Lord, thou hast searched, and seen me [us] through | | | | | | | |
d147 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
d148 | Love God with all your soul and strength | | | | | | | |
d149 | Manna to Isr'l well supplied | | | | | | | |
d150 | Martha her love and joy expressed | | | | | | | |
d151 | May the grace of Christ [God] our [the] Savior | | | | | | | |
d152 | Mighty God [Lord] while angels bless [praise] thee | | | | | | | |
d153 | My Father, I thank thee for sleep | | | | | | | |
d154 | My God, all nature owns thy sway | | | | | | | |
d155 | My God, how endless [lasting] is thy love | | | | | | | |
d156 | My God, thy service well demands | | | | | | | |
d157 | My God, who makes [makest] the sun to know | | | | | | | |
d158 | My song shall bless the Lord of all | | | | | | | |
d159 | My soul, this curious house of clay | | | | | | | |
d160 | No longer I follow a sound | | | | | | | |
d161 | Now, for a while, aside I'll lay | | | | | | | |
d162 | Now may fervent prayer arise | | | | | | | |
d163 | Now may he who from the dead | | | | | | | |
d164 | O blest religion, heavenly fair | | | | | | | |
d165 | O David's Son, and David's Lord | | | | | | | |
d166 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
d167 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d168 | O God, mine inmost soul convert | | | | | | | |
d169 | O God, my Sun, thy blissful rays | | | | | | | |
d170 | O God of Zion, from thy throne | | | | | | | |
d171 | O God, whose thunder shakes the sky | | | | | | | |
d172 | O had I the wings of a dove | | | | | | | |
d173 | O how I love thy holy word | | | | | | | |
d174 | O Lord, I [we] would delight in thee | | | | | | | |
d175 | O Lord, incline thy gracious ear | | | | | | | |
d176 | O Lord, my best desire [desires] fulfill | | | | | | | |
d177 | O [Our] God, our help in ages [seasons] past | | | | | | | |
d178 | O thou, by long experience tried | | | | | | | |
d179 | O Thou from whom all goodness flows | | | | | | | |
d180 | O thou that hearest prayer | | | | | | | |
d181 | O thou to whose all searching sight | | | | | | | |
d182 | O thou who dwellest in the heavens high | | | | | | | |
d183 | O thou who hearest when sinners cry | | | | | | | |
d184 | O thou whose power o'er moving worlds presides | | | | | | | |
d185 | O Thou, whose tender mercy hears | | | | | | | |
d186 | Of all the gifts thine hand [love] bestows | | | | | | | |
d187 | Oft as the bell, with solemn toll, Speaks the departure of a soul | | | | | | | |
d188 | One awful word which Jesus spoke | | | | | | | |
d189 | Out of the deeps of long distress | | | | | | | |
d190 | Peace, troubled heart, whose contrite moan | | | | | | | |
d191 | Pity, my Lord, my mental strife | | | | | | | |
d192 | Pleasing spring again is here, Trees and fields | | | | | | | |
d193 | Praise to God, immortal praise | | | | | | | |
d194 | Praise to the Almighty Lord of heaven arise | | | | | | | |
d195 | Praise to thy name, eternal God | | | | | | | |
d196 | Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire | | | | | | | |
d197 | Quiet Lord my froward heart | | | | | | | |
d198 | Rejoice for a brother deceased | | | | | | | |
d199 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d200 | Sleep, downy [drowsy] sleep, come, close mine | | | | | | | |