# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A holy quiet reigns around | | | | | | | |
d2 | An angel whispered | | | | | | | |
d3 | And can I yet delay | | | | | | | |
d4 | And guard me with a watchful eye | | | | | | | |
d5 | Angels from the realms of glory | | | | | | | |
d6 | Arise ye saints, arise, the Lord our leader is | | | | | | | |
d7 | Awake, and sing the song of Moses and the Lamb | | | | | | | |
d8 | Away, my needless fears | | | | | | | |
d9 | Behold the glories of the Lamb, Amidst [amid] his father's throne | | | | | | | |
d10 | Behold the throne of grace | | | | | | | |
d11 | Blest are the sons of peace | | | | | | | |
d12 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d13 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
d14 | Children of the heavenly king as we journey | | | | | | | |
d15 | Come on, my partners in distress | | | | | | | |
d16 | Come sound his praise [name] abroad, And hymns | | | | | | | |
d17 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d18 | Come to Calvary's holy mountain, Sinners ruined by the fall | | | | | | | |
d19 | Come, ye that love the Savior's name | | | | | | | |
d20 | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
d21 | Ere mountains reared their forms sublime | | | | | | | |
d22 | Eternal source of every joy | | | | | | | |
d23 | Far from the [these] narrow [gloomy] scenes of night [life] | | | | | | | |
d24 | Farewell conflicting hopes and fears | | | | | | | |
d25 | Farewell, dear friends, I must be gone | | | | | | | |
d26 | Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast | | | | | | | |
d27 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
d28 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d29 | Grace all the work shall crown | | | | | | | |
d30 | Grace first contrived a way | | | | | | | |
d31 | Grace taught my roving feet | | | | | | | |
d32 | Grace, 'tis a charming [cheering] [joyful] [pleasing] sound | | | | | | | |
d33 | Gracious Redeemer, shake this slumber | | | | | | | |
d34 | Great God, now condescend | | | | | | | |
d35 | Great God, what do I [we] see and hear | | | | | | | |
d36 | Great is the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
d37 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d38 | Hark, the notes of angels singing | | | | | | | |
d39 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
d40 | Hark, what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
d41 | Head of the church, thy care we bless | | | | | | | |
d42 | Head of thy [the] church triumphant | | | | | | | |
d43 | Hear what God the Lord hath [has] spoken | | | | | | | |
d44 | Holy as thou O lord [God] is [are] [there's] none | | | | | | | |
d45 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d46 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
d47 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
d48 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
d49 | Inured to poverty and pain | | | | | | | |
d50 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
d51 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d52 | Jesus, I fain would find | | | | | | | |
d53 | Jesus, where'er thy people meet | | | | | | | |
d54 | Let every mortal ear attend | | | | | | | |
d55 | Life's labor done, as sinks the clay | | | | | | | |
d56 | Lord, I believe Thy every word | | | | | | | |
d57 | Lord, I delight in thee, And on thy care depend | | | | | | | |
d58 | Lord, if thou hast bestowed On me this gracious fear | | | | | | | |
d59 | Man dieth and wasteth away | | | | | | | |
d60 | My rest [home] is in heaven [Eden], my rest [home] is not here | | | | | | | |
d61 | My Shepherd's mighty [gracious] aid | | | | | | | |
d62 | None is like Jeshurun's God | | | | | | | |
d63 | Not heaven's wide range of hallowed space | | | | | | | |
d64 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d65 | O for a glance of heavenly day | | | | | | | |
d66 | O speak that word again | | | | | | | |
d67 | O that my load of sin were [was] gone | | | | | | | |
d68 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
d69 | O thou whose mercy hears | | | | | | | |
d70 | O what amazing words of grace Are in the gospel found | | | | | | | |
d71 | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
d72 | O why should gloomy thoughts arise | | | | | | | |
d73 | Of him who did salvation bring I could for ever think and sing | | | | | | | |
d74 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d75 | Out of the depths of woe | | | | | | | |
d76 | Peace, troubled soul, thou needest [need'st] not fear | | | | | | | |
d77 | Return, my soul, unto thy rest | | | | | | | |
d78 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d79 | Roll on, thou mighty ocean, And as thy billows | | | | | | | |
d80 | See, from his head, his hands, his feet | | | | | | | |
d81 | Sing of his dying love | | | | | | | |
d82 | Sing we the song of those who stand | | | | | | | |
d83 | Sinner [sinners], the voice of God regard | | | | | | | |
d84 | Sinners, come, let's fly to Jesus | | | | | | | |
d85 | Sister, thou wast [wert] mild and lovely | | | | | | | |
d86 | So fades a summer cloud | | | | | | | |
d87 | Soon shall we hear him say | | | | | | | |
d88 | Sweet is the prayer, whose holy stream | | | | | | | |
d89 | The gospel, O what endless charms | | | | | | | |
d90 | The Lord my pasture shall prepare, and feed me with a shepherd's care | | | | | | | |
d91 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d92 | The nations of the earth | | | | | | | |
d93 | The spacious firmament on high | | | | | | | |
d94 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d95 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d96 | There shall each raptured tongue | | | | | | | |
d97 | There's a Friend above all others, well deserves | | | | | | | |
d98 | There's not a tint that paints the rose | | | | | | | |
d99 | This is the day the Lord hath [has] made, He calls | | | | | | | |
d100 | Thou, Lord of life, whose tender care | | | | | | | |