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d1 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
d2 | A little while, the time draws near | | | | | | | |
d3 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d4 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d5 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d6 | And can I yet delay | | | | | | | |
d7 | Are you weary, are you heavy hearted | | | | | | | |
d8 | Arise, my soul, arise, shake off | | | | | | | |
d9 | Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine | | | | | | | |
d10 | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
d11 | Called to the feast by the King are we | | | | | | | |
d12 | Children join the chorus | | | | | | | |
d13 | Children of the heavenly king we are walking | | | | | | | |
d14 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers | | | | | | | |
d15 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
d16 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d17 | Come, Thou long expected Jesus [Savior], Born to set thy people free | | | | | | | |
d18 | Come to Jesus | | | | | | | |
d19 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
d20 | Don't you see the harbor lights | | | | | | | |
d21 | Far and near the fields are teeming | | | | | | | |
d22 | Forever here my rest shall [will] be, close | | | | | | | |
d23 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
d24 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d25 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d26 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
d27 | Hearken to the message, sent from heaven above | | | | | | | |
d28 | Holy Father, send thy blessing | | | | | | | |
d29 | How can a sinner know | | | | | | | |
d30 | How happy [happy's] every child of grace, who [that] feels [knows] his sins forgiven | | | | | | | |
d31 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
d32 | I am coming to the cross, I am poor | | | | | | | |
d33 | I am so glad that Jesus was once a child | | | | | | | |
d34 | I dare not idle stand | | | | | | | |
d35 | I once found Jesus precious | | | | | | | |
d36 | I'll meet you over there in glory | | | | | | | |
d37 | I'm glad salvation's free | | | | | | | |
d38 | In that bright world beyond | | | | | | | |
d39 | In the crimson of the morning | | | | | | | |
d40 | In the good old way where the saints have gone | | | | | | | |
d41 | I've found the Savior' promised rest | | | | | | | |
d42 | Jesus calls us, and he gently | | | | | | | |
d43 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
d44 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d45 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d46 | Jesus, my Savior, to Bethlehem came | | | | | | | |
d47 | Jesus of Nazareth, King of the Jews | | | | | | | |
d48 | Jesus, we look to thee | | | | | | | |
d49 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
d50 | Let me cling to thee, O Rock of ages | | | | | | | |
d51 | Lift up Immanuel's banner | | | | | | | |
d52 | Lord, I am thine, entirely thine, Purchased and saved by blood divine | | | | | | | |
d53 | Lord, I hear of [that] [the] showers of blessing | | | | | | | |
d54 | Lord, I trust that no love but thine | | | | | | | |
d55 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
d56 | Marching on, rejoicing, Happy | | | | | | | |
d57 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
d58 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d59 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
d60 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d61 | My heavenly home is bright and fair | | | | | | | |
d62 | My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
d63 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
d64 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d65 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d66 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d67 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d68 | O now I see the crimson [cleansing] wave | | | | | | | |
d69 | Of him who did salvation bring I could for ever think and sing | | | | | | | |
d70 | On the mountain [mountain's] top appearing | | | | | | | |
d71 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d72 | Onward to the conflict, soldiers of the King | | | | | | | |
d73 | Our country's voice is pleading | | | | | | | |
d74 | Refining fire, go through my heart | | | | | | | |
d75 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d76 | Salvation, O sing the glad story | | | | | | | |
d77 | Shall we all meet at home | | | | | | | |
d78 | Soldiers of Christ, arise, and put [gird] your armor | | | | | | | |
d79 | Soon will come the setting sun | | | | | | | |
d80 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
d81 | Striving to follow the footsteps of Jesus, Ever to walk in the beautiful way | | | | | | | |
d82 | Sweet are the promises, Kind is the word | | | | | | | |
d83 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d84 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
d85 | The blood which Jesus shed for me | | | | | | | |
d86 | The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied | | | | | | | |
d87 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d88 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d89 | There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away | | | | | | | |
d90 | There is perfect cleansing in the precious blood | | | | | | | |
d91 | There's a city so fair in that land over there | | | | | | | |
d92 | There's a great day coming, a great day coming | | | | | | | |
d93 | There's a haven of rest in that land | | | | | | | |
d94 | There's a story sweet and old, new whenever it is told | | | | | | | |
d95 | There's a wideness in God's mercy | | | | | | | |
d96 | They have reached the sunny shore | | | | | | | |
d97 | We are coming, coming home | | | | | | | |
d98 | We are marching homeward to that land | | | | | | | |
d99 | We are soldiers true and valiant | | | | | | | |
d100 | We gather in this holy place | | | | | | | |