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101 | Lift up your heads, ye friends of Jesus | | | | | | | |
102 | O come to the fountain of mercy | | | | | | | |
103 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
104 | Seek the Savior, though around thee | | | | | | | |
105 | They were watching on the hillsides | | | | | | | |
106 | Come, come to Jesus, He waits to pardon [welcome] thee | | | | | | | |
108a | My sister, the Master is calling for you | | | | | | | |
109a | Hark, the herald angels say | | | | | | | |
110a | Dear Savior, we gather, our tribute to bring | | | | | | | |
111a | Blessed, bright and shining [guiding] star | | | | | | | |
112a | There is a land, a beauteous land | | | | | | | |
113a | Strew the way with palm trees | | | | | | | |
114a | Long since there walked with little feet | | | | | | | |
115a | The world is very evil | | | | | | | |
108b | Behold the morning sun | | | | | | | |
109b | O [Our] God, our help in ages [seasons] past | | | | | | | |
110b | All people that on earth do dwell, Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice | | | | | | | |
111b | My soul, repeat His praise Whose mercies are so | | | | | | | |
112b | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
113b | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
114b | Stand up, my soul [our souls], shake off thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
115b | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
116 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
117 | Behold a stranger at the door | | | | | | | |
118 | O worship the King, all glorious above | | | | | | | |
119 | We bring no glittering treasures, no gems | | | | | | | |
120 | Lord, I have made thy word my choice | | | | | | | |
121 | Lord, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand | | | | | | | |
122 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
123 | O that the Lord would guide my [our] ways | | | | | | | |
124 | This is the day the Lord hath [has] made, He calls | | | | | | | |
125 | Awake my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
126 | The head that once was crowned with thorns | | | | | | | |
127 | I was a wandering sheep | | | | | | | |
128 | Who are these [those] in bright [fair] array | | | | | | | |
129 | Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King | | | | | | | |
130 | O God of Bethel, by whose hand | | | | | | | |
131 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
132 | O give thanks to Him who made | | | | | | | |
133 | Thou Son of God and Son of man | | | | | | | |
134 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
135 | Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
136 | The praises of my tongue | | | | | | | |
137 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
138 | And is this life prolonged to me | | | | | | | |
139 | How glorious is our heavenly King | | | | | | | |
140 | Forever with the Lord [our God], amen, so let it be | | | | | | | |
141 | Where high the heavenly temple stands | | | | | | | |
142 | To God be glory, peace on earth, to all mankind good will | | | | | | | |
143 | How bright the glorious spirits shine | | | | | | | |
144 | Lo he comes with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
145 | My God, how wonderful Thou art, Thy majesty how bright | | | | | | | |
146 | Sweet is the memory of thy grace | | | | | | | |
147 | Stand up, and bless the Lord, ye people | | | | | | | |
148 | Are we the soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
149 | Soldiers of Christ, arise | | | | | | | |
150 | Lamp of our feet, whereby we trace | | | | | | | |
151 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
152 | Jesus, Lord, we look to thee | | | | | | | |
153 | We praise, we worship thee, O God, Thy sovereign power | | | | | | | |
154 | With joy we meditate the [thy] grace | | | | | | | |
155 | Praise to thee, thou [our] great creator | | | | | | | |
156 | In thy name, O Lord, assembling We, thy people, now draw near | | | | | | | |
157 | Lord, how delightful 'tis to see A whole assembly worship thee | | | | | | | |
158 | Come, let us join our friends above, who [that] have obtained the prize | | | | | | | |
159 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
160 | Thou, who art enthroned above | | | | | | | |
161 | Sovereign Ruler of the skies | | | | | | | |
162 | I sing the almighty power of God | | | | | | | |
163 | Lord, thou on earth didst love thine own | | | | | | | |
164 | Tomorrow, Lord, is thine | | | | | | | |
165 | Holy, holy, holy, Lord! In the highest heavens | | | | | | | |
166 | Lord, thou hast searched, and seen me through | | | | | | | |
167 | My faith looks up to thee | | | | | | | |
168 | Hosanna to the living Lord | | | | | | | |
169 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
170 | Command thy blessing from above | | | | | | | |
171 | Nearer, my God, to thee | | | | | | | |
172 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
173 | Jesus, my strength, my hope | | | | | | | |
174 | O how blessed the Congregation | | | | | | | |
175 | Glory to the Father give, God, in whom | | | | | | | |
176 | Blessed [Blest] are the sons of God | | | | | | | |
177 | Before Jehovah's awful throne | | | | | | | |
178 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
179 | Reaper, behold the fields are white | | | | | | | |
180 | Join all the glorious names | | | | | | | |
181 | Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
182 | To thee, my God and [my] Savior, my heart | | | | | | | |
183 | Give me the wings of faith to rise | | | | | | | |
184 | Light of those whose dreary dwelling | | | | | | | |
185 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
186 | Oft in danger [sorrow], oft [and] in woe | | | | | | | |
187 | Lord of the worlds above, How pleasant and how fair | | | | | | | |
188 | Songs of praise the angels sang | | | | | | | |
189 | Rest for the toiling hand | | | | | | | |
190 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
191 | Angel [Angels], roll the rock [stone] away | | | | | | | |
192 | Christ the Lord is risen to-day | | | | | | | |
193 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |