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d101 | Fear not, O little flock, the foe | | | | | | | |
d102 | Fierce raged the tempest o'er the deep | | | | | | | |
d103 | Fierce was the wild billow [billow wild] | | | | | | | |
d104 | Fight the good fight with all thy [your] might | | | | | | | |
d105 | Fill thou my life, O Lord, my God | | | | | | | |
d106 | Fling out the banner, let it float | | | | | | | |
d107 | For all thy saints in warfare | | | | | | | |
d108 | For all thy [the] saints, who from their labors rest | | | | | | | |
d109 | For all thy [your] saints, O Lord [God] | | | | | | | |
d110 | For the beauty of the earth | | | | | | | |
d111 | For the warfare gird it on | | | | | | | |
d112 | For thy mercy and thy grace | | | | | | | |
d113 | Forever with the Lord [our God], amen, so let it be | | | | | | | |
d114 | Forgotten, no, that cannot be | | | | | | | |
d115 | From glory unto glory | | | | | | | |
d116 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d117 | From lands that see the sun arise | | | | | | | |
d118 | From the deeps, to thee, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d119 | Give to the winds thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
d120 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
d121 | God be with you till we meet again | | | | | | | |
d122 | God is our refuge, tried and proved | | | | | | | |
d123 | God of our fathers, Whose almighty hand | | | | | | | |
d124 | God of the living in whose eyes | | | | | | | |
d125 | God the Lord, a King remaineth | | | | | | | |
d126 | Golden harps are sounding | | | | | | | |
d127 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d128 | Hail, thou bright and sacred morn | | | | | | | |
d129 | Hail, thou once despised Jesus | | | | | | | |
d130 | Hail to the Lord's anointed | | | | | | | |
d131 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
d132 | Hark, ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
d133 | Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King | | | | | | | |
d134 | Hark, the hosts of heaven are singing | | | | | | | |
d135 | Hark, the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
d136 | Hark, 'tis the watchman's cry | | | | | | | |
d137 | Hark, what a [mighty] sound | | | | | | | |
d138 | Hast thou not known, hast thou not heard | | | | | | | |
d139 | He expecteth, he expecteth, Down the stream of time | | | | | | | |
d140 | He is gone, a cloud of light | | | | | | | |
d141 | He is risen, he is risen, tell it | | | | | | | |
d142 | He leadeth me, O blessed thought | | | | | | | |
d143 | He who suns and worlds upholdeth [upholds] | | | | | | | |
d144 | Heal me, O my Savior, heal | | | | | | | |
d145 | Hear our prayer, O heavenly Father, Ere | | | | | | | |
d146 | Hills of the north, rejoice | | | | | | | |
d147 | His are the thousand sparkling rills | | | | | | | |
d148 | Holy and infinite viewless eternal | | | | | | | |
d149 | Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, Early | | | | | | | |
d150 | Holy, holy, holy, Lord God of hosts, when heaven | | | | | | | |
d151 | Holy night, peaceful night | | | | | | | |
d152 | Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove, thou dost dwell | | | | | | | |
d153 | How beauteous were [are] the marks divine | | | | | | | |
d154 | How blest was the life once lived upon earth | | | | | | | |
d155 | How calm and beautiful the morn | | | | | | | |
d156 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d157 | How long, O Lord our Savior | | | | | | | |
d158 | How shall I sing that majesty | | | | | | | |
d159 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d160 | How welcome was the call | | | | | | | |
d161 | Hush, blessed are the dead | | | | | | | |
d162 | Hush, my soul, what voice is pleading | | | | | | | |
d163 | I am coming to the cross, I am poor | | | | | | | |
d164 | I am not skilled to understand | | | | | | | |
d165 | I am trusting thee, Lord Jesus, trusting only thee | | | | | | | |
d166 | I cannot tell if short or long | | | | | | | |
d167 | I could not do without thee, O Savior | | | | | | | |
d168 | I hear the Savior say, thy strength indeed is small | | | | | | | |
d169 | I heard the voice of Jesus say, come unto me and rest | | | | | | | |
d170 | I heard the voice of Jesus say, come unto me and rest | | | | | | | |
d171 | I hunger and I thirst | | | | | | | |
d172 | I lay my sins on Jesus | | | | | | | |
d173 | I left it all with Jesus long ago | | | | | | | |
d174 | I lift my heart to thee, Savior divine | | | | | | | |
d175 | I love to hear the story which angel [heavenly] voices tell | | | | | | | |
d176 | I need a hand to lead me through the darkness | | | | | | | |
d177 | I need thee every hour, most gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
d178 | I saw one toiling in the way | | | | | | | |
d179 | I saw the cross of Jesus when burdened | | | | | | | |
d180 | I shall see the King in his beauty, In the land | | | | | | | |
d181 | I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
d182 | I was a wandering sheep | | | | | | | |
d183 | If God be on my side | | | | | | | |
d184 | I'll praise my Maker with my [while I've] [whilst I've] breath | | | | | | | |
d185 | I'm waiting for thee, Lord, thy beauty to see | | | | | | | |
d186 | In heavenly love abiding | | | | | | | |
d187 | In sleep's serene oblivion laid | | | | | | | |
d188 | In tenderness he sought me | | | | | | | |
d189 | In the cross of Christ I [we] glory, towering | | | | | | | |
d190 | In the hour of trial | | | | | | | |
d191 | In the night profound | | | | | | | |
d192 | It came upon the [a] midnight clear | | | | | | | |
d193 | I've found a Friend, O, such a Friend | | | | | | | |
d194 | Jerusalem is built of gold | | | | | | | |
d195 | Jerusalem, the golden, with milk and honey blest | | | | | | | |
d196 | Jesu, grant me this, I pray | | | | | | | |
d197 | Jesus all thy labor vast | | | | | | | |
d198 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d199 | Jesus calls us, o'er the tumult | | | | | | | |
d200 | Jesus Christ is passing by | | | | | | | |