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1 | Hail, sacred truth, whose piercing rays | | | | | | | |
2 | Great God, with wonder and with praise | | | | | | | |
3 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
4 | 'Twas by an order from the Lord | | | | | | | |
5 | What glory gilds the sacred page | | | | | | | |
6 | The heavens declare thy glory, Lord, in every star | | | | | | | |
7 | Lord, I have made thy word my choice | | | | | | | |
8 | How shall the young secure their hearts | | | | | | | |
9 | O how I love thy holy law | | | | | | | |
10 | Oppressed with guilt, and full of fears | | | | | | | |
11 | There is a God, all nature speaks | | | | | | | |
12 | Great God, how infinite art thou | | | | | | | |
13 | Eternal Wisdom thee we praise | | | | | | | |
14 | The God of nature and of grace | | | | | | | |
15 | Nature with all her powers shall sing | | | | | | | |
16 | All powerful, self existent God, Who all creation dost sustain | | | | | | | |
17 | Great God, thy penetrating eye | | | | | | | |
18 | Where'er, through all his works, we send | | | | | | | |
19 | In all my [our] vast concerns with thee | | | | | | | |
20 | God is a spirit, just and wise | | | | | | | |
21 | Awake, my tongue, thy tribute bring | | | | | | | |
22 | Indulgent Lord, thy goodness reigns | | | | | | | |
23 | My Maker and my King | | | | | | | |
24 | Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess | | | | | | | |
25 | When all thy mercies, O my God | | | | | | | |
26 | Long as I live I'll bless thy name | | | | | | | |
27 | Sweet is the memory of thy grace | | | | | | | |
28 | Let every tongue thy goodness speak | | | | | | | |
29 | Praise ye the Lord, my heart shall join in work so pleasant | | | | | | | |
30 | I'll praise my Maker with my [while I've] [whilst I've] breath | | | | | | | |
31 | Loud hallelujahs to the Lord | | | | | | | |
32 | Let every creature join To praise the eternal God | | | | | | | |
33 | Amid the splendors of thy state | | | | | | | |
34 | Thus saith [speaks] the high and lofty One | | | | | | | |
35 | Faithful, O Lord, thy mercies are | | | | | | | |
36 | Father of glory! to thy name | | | | | | | |
37 | How wondrous great, how glorious bright | | | | | | | |
38 | Come, O my [our] soul [souls], in sacred [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
39 | The Lord Jehovah reigns, His throne is built on high | | | | | | | |
40 | Holy and reverend is the name | | | | | | | |
41 | Keep silence, all created things | | | | | | | |
42 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
43 | Thy way, O God [Lord] is in the sea | | | | | | | |
44 | With one consent let all the earth | | | | | | | |
45 | Sing to the Lord most high | | | | | | | |
46 | The Lord, our God, is clothed in [with] might | | | | | | | |
47 | When I with pleasing wonder stand | | | | | | | |
48 | Give thanks to God, he [who] reigns above | | | | | | | |
49 | God's holy law transgressed | | | | | | | |
50 | How heavy is the night | | | | | | | |
51 | Plunged in a [the] gulf of dark [deep] despair | | | | | | | |
52 | How sad our state [fate] by nature is | | | | | | | |
53 | Buried in [the] shadows of the night | | | | | | | |
54 | Arise, my tender thoughts, arise | | | | | | | |
55 | Thus saith the first, the [and] great command | | | | | | | |
56 | Blessed Redeemer, how divine | | | | | | | |
57 | The law commands, and makes us know | | | | | | | |
58 | The Lord declares his will | | | | | | | |
59 | Blest are the souls that [who] hear and know | | | | | | | |
60 | The Lord on high proclaims His Godhead | | | | | | | |
61 | Not to condemn the sons of men did Christ the son | | | | | | | |
62 | Come, happy souls, approach your God | | | | | | | |
63 | Raise your triumphant songs | | | | | | | |
64 | Hark--hark--the notes of joy | | | | | | | |
65 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
66 | God, in the gospel of his [the] Son | | | | | | | |
67 | Lord, we confess our numerous faults | | | | | | | |
68 | Grace, 'tis a charming [cheering] [joyful] [pleasing] sound | | | | | | | |
69 | Father, how wide thy glory shines | | | | | | | |
70 | Blow ye the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
71 | Wake, O my soul, and hail the morn | | | | | | | |
72 | Joy to the world--the Lord is come! | | | | | | | |
73 | Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King | | | | | | | |
74 | Hark, what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
75 | Behold! the grace appears | | | | | | | |
76 | High let us swell [raise] our tuneful notes | | | | | | | |
77 | We come with joyful song To hail this happy morn | | | | | | | |
78 | Angels from the realms of glory | | | | | | | |
79 | Hail, thou long expected Jesus | | | | | | | |
80 | Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
81 | To us a Child of hope is born | | | | | | | |
82 | Rejoice in Jesus' birth | | | | | | | |
83 | Before the heavens were spread abroad | | | | | | | |
84 | Now to the Lord a noble [joyful] song | | | | | | | |
85 | Bright King of glory, dreadful [mighty] [sovereign] [wondrous] God | | | | | | | |
86 | Join all the glorious names | | | | | | | |
87 | With joy we meditate the [thy] grace | | | | | | | |
88 | Jesus, by his own precious blood | | | | | | | |
89 | Jesus, the Conqueror, reigns | | | | | | | |
90 | Dearest of all the names above, My Jesus and my God | | | | | | | |
91 | Come, let us lift our joyful eyes Up to the [To heavenly] courts above | | | | | | | |
92 | Jesus and did [didst] thou condescend | | | | | | | |
93 | Behold the blind their sight receive | | | | | | | |
94 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
95 | Behold, where in a mortal form | | | | | | | |
96 | Jesus, exalted far on high | | | | | | | |
97 | In duties and in sufferings too | | | | | | | |
98 | And did the Holy and the Just | | | | | | | |
99 | Like sheep we went astray | | | | | | | |
100 | Behold the Savior of mankind | | | | | | | |