# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
101 | O where is he that trod the sea | | | | | | | |
102 | Did Christ o'er sinners weep | | | | | | | |
103 | In duties and in sufferings too | | | | | | | |
104 | How beauteous were [are] the marks divine | | | | | | | |
105 | Father of eternal grace | | | | | | | |
106 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
107 | O Son of God and man, receive This humble work of mine | | | | | | | |
108 | Let me be with thee where thou art | | | | | | | |
109 | O wondrous type, O vision fair | | | | | | | |
110 | Ride on, ride on in majesty | | | | | | | |
111 | What are these [those] soul reviving strains | | | | | | | |
112 | To thee be glory, honor, praise | | | | | | | |
113 | Holy Trinity, Thanks and praise to thee | | | | | | | |
114 | My Redeemer, overwhelmed with anguish | | | | | | | |
115 | Go to dark [sad] Gethsemane | | | | | | | |
116 | Great High Priest, we view thee stooping | | | | | | | |
117 | Come to Calvary's holy mountain, Sinners ruined by the fall | | | | | | | |
118 | I see the crowd in Pilate's hall | | | | | | | |
119 | Thou Source of my salvation | | | | | | | |
120 | O head, so full of bruises | | | | | | | |
121 | O Sacred Head now [once] [sore] wounded [surrounded] | | | | | | | |
122 | The royal banner is unfurled | | | | | | | |
123 | Many woes had Christ endured | | | | | | | |
124 | Sing with awe in strains melodious [harmonious] | | | | | | | |
125 | When I by faith my Savior see | | | | | | | |
126 | In the cross of Christ I [we] glory, towering | | | | | | | |
127 | Was ever grief like thine | | | | | | | |
128 | For our transgressions thou wast wounded | | | | | | | |
129 | O behold your Saviour wounded | | | | | | | |
130 | Forever here my rest shall [will] be, close | | | | | | | |
131 | Jesus, Source of my salvation | | | | | | | |
132 | There hangs the Savior of mankind | | | | | | | |
133 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
134 | Let me dwell on [in] [at] Golgotha | | | | | | | |
135 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
136 | Behold the Savior of mankind | | | | | | | |
137 | 'Tis finished now, Salvation's finished now | | | | | | | |
138 | O love divine, what hast thou done | | | | | | | |
139 | The cross, the cross, O that's my gain | | | | | | | |
140 | When on Sinai's top I see | | | | | | | |
141 | Go forth in spirit, go | | | | | | | |
142 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
143 | Hail, thou once despised Jesus | | | | | | | |
144 | "It is finished!" shall we raise | | | | | | | |
145 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
146 | O, the love wherewith I'm loved | | | | | | | |
147 | Most holy Lord and God, Holy, Almighty God | | | | | | | |
148 | Thy blood, so dear and precious | | | | | | | |
149 | ôTis finished, so the Savior cried, and meekly | | | | | | | |
150 | O head, so full of bruises, Brow that its life blood loses | | | | | | | |
151 | O world, behold upon the tree | | | | | | | |
152 | Wherefore weep we [ye] over Jesus | | | | | | | |
153 | Round Tabor heavenly glories shone | | | | | | | |
154 | At the cross her station keeping | | | | | | | |
155 | Only one prayer today | | | | | | | |
156 | Lord of life, now sweetly slumber | | | | | | | |
157 | Unto Jesus' cross I'm now retiring | | | | | | | |
158 | Resting in the silent grave | | | | | | | |
159 | Resting from his work today | | | | | | | |
160 | Go, my soul, go every day | | | | | | | |
161 | Met around the sacred tomb | | | | | | | |
162 | In this sepulchral Eden | | | | | | | |
163 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
164 | When I visit Jesus' grave in spirit | | | | | | | |
165 | Holy Lord | | | | | | | |
166 | The sepulchre is holding Today within its band | | | | | | | |
167 | The passion theme pursuing | | | | | | | |
168 | Christ the [our] Lord is [has] risen today, [Alleluia] [Sons of men] | | | | | | | |
169 | The day of resurrection! Earth tell it out abroad | | | | | | | |
170 | Hail, all hail, thou Lord of glory | | | | | | | |
171 | Jesus, who died the [a] world to save | | | | | | | |
172 | Hail, all hail, victorious Lord and Savior | | | | | | | |
173 | Christians, dismiss your fear [fears], let hope and joy succeed | | | | | | | |
174 | Christ, the Lord is risen again | | | | | | | |
175 | How calm and beautiful the morn | | | | | | | |
176 | Sing Hallelujah, Christ doth live | | | | | | | |
177 | Who is this that comes from Edom | | | | | | | |
178 | Believing souls, rejoice and sing | | | | | | | |
179 | Jesus, who is always near | | | | | | | |
180 | Jesus Christ, my sure defense | | | | | | | |
181 | Jesus lives, and so shall I [we] | | | | | | | |
182 | Jesus lives, no longer now | | | | | | | |
183 | The Savior lives, no more to die | | | | | | | |
184 | Mary to her [the] Savior's tomb | | | | | | | |
185 | Look ye saints the sight is glorious | | | | | | | |
186 | Jesus, hail, enthroned in glory | | | | | | | |
187 | Our Lord is risen from the dead, Our Jesus [Savior] is gone | | | | | | | |
188 | The eternal gates lift up their heads | | | | | | | |
189 | The Lord ascendeth up on high | | | | | | | |
190 | Go up with shouts of praise | | | | | | | |
191 | When Christ, our Savior, did ascend | | | | | | | |
192 | To thee, Lord Christ, all praise be given | | | | | | | |
193 | Hail the day that sees him rise | | | | | | | |
194 | Jesus, who died, is now | | | | | | | |
195 | With joy we meditate the [thy] grace | | | | | | | |
196 | Hark, ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
197 | I know that my Redeemer lives, what joy the blest | | | | | | | |
198 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
199 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
200 | Thou hast raised our human nature | | | | | | | |