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101 | The kings of the east are riding | | | | | | | |
102 | We three kings of [from] Orient are | | | | | | | |
103 | In Bethlehem neath starlit skies | | | | | | | |
104 | In the bleak midwinter | | | | | | | |
105 | Infant holy, infant lowly For his bed a cattle stall | | | | | | | |
106 | Silent night, holy night, all is calm, all is bright | | | | | | | |
107 | Gentle Mary laid her child, Lowly in a manger | | | | | | | |
108 | Hearken all, what holy singing | | | | | | | |
109 | What child is this, who, laid to rest | | | | | | | |
110 | Good Christian men [friends], rejoice, with heart and soul | | | | | | | |
111 | Fairest Lord Jesus, Ruler of all nature | | | | | | | |
112 | I know not how that Bethlehem's babe | | | | | | | |
113 | We would see Jesus, lo, his star is shining | | | | | | | |
114 | Light of the world, we hail thee | | | | | | | |
115 | What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone | | | | | | | |
116 | How beauteous were [are] the marks divine | | | | | | | |
117 | O Son of God incarnate | | | | | | | |
118 | O Master workman of the [our] race | | | | | | | |
119 | Brightest and best of the sons [stars] of the morning | | | | | | | |
120 | We may not climb the heavenly steeps | | | | | | | |
121 | O Son of Man, Thou madest known | | | | | | | |
122 | Stay, Master, stay, upon this heavenly hill | | | | | | | |
123 | There's a light upon the mountains | | | | | | | |
124 | Ye fair green hills of Galilee | | | | | | | |
125 | Ride on, ride on in majesty | | | | | | | |
126 | Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates | | | | | | | |
127 | Hosanna, loud hosanna, The little [joyful] children sang | | | | | | | |
128 | All glory, laud, and honor to thee, Redeemer, King | | | | | | | |
129 | When, his salvation bringing [sending] | | | | | | | |
130 | O thou eternal Christ of God Ride on! Ride on! Ride on! | | | | | | | |
131 | Lift high the triumph song today | | | | | | | |
132 | Into the woods my Master went | | | | | | | |
133 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
134 | O come and mourn with me awhile | | | | | | | |
135 | There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall | | | | | | | |
136 | Behold the Savior of mankind | | | | | | | |
137 | O love divine, what hast thou done | | | | | | | |
138 | Near the cross her vigil keeping Stood the mother, worn with weeping | | | | | | | |
139 | "It is finished!" Man of Sorrows | | | | | | | |
140 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
141 | O Sacred Head now [once] [sore] wounded [surrounded] | | | | | | | |
142 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
143 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
144 | Beneath the cross of Jesus I fain would take my stand | | | | | | | |
145 | Above the hills of time the cross is gleaming Fair | | | | | | | |
146 | Never further than thy cross, Never higher than thy feet | | | | | | | |
147 | Ask ye [me] what great thing I know | | | | | | | |
148 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
149 | In the cross of Christ I [we] glory, towering | | | | | | | |
150 | Sing with all the sons of glory | | | | | | | |
151 | Come, ye [you] faithful, raise the strain | | | | | | | |
152 | Sing, men and angels, sing | | | | | | | |
153 | Alleluia, alleluia, hearts to heaven and voices raise | | | | | | | |
154 | Christ the Lord is risen today | | | | | | | |
155 | Jesus Christ is risen today | | | | | | | |
156 | The strife is o'er the battle done | | | | | | | |
157 | Joy dawned again on Easter Day | | | | | | | |
158 | Away with gloom, away with doubt | | | | | | | |
159 | The day of resurrection! Earth tell it out abroad | | | | | | | |
160 | Life is good, for God contrives it Deep on deep its wonder lies | | | | | | | |
161 | Welcome, happy morning, age to age shall say | | | | | | | |
162 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
163 | The head that once was crowned with thorns | | | | | | | |
164 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
165 | Look ye saints the sight is glorious | | | | | | | |
166 | Hail, thou once despised Jesus | | | | | | | |
167 | Hark, ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
168 | O could I [we] speak the matchless worth | | | | | | | |
169 | Ye [You] servants of God [Christ] your Master proclaim | | | | | | | |
170 | Crown him with many crowns [thorns] | | | | | | | |
171 | Rejoice, the Lord is King, Your God [Lord] and King adore | | | | | | | |
172 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers | | | | | | | |
173 | Holy Spirit, truth divine, Dawn upon this soul of mine | | | | | | | |
174 | I worship thee, O Holy Ghost | | | | | | | |
175 | Come Holy Ghost, our [my] [these] heart [hearts] inspire, Let us thy influence prove | | | | | | | |
176 | Come Holy Ghost, in love, shed on us | | | | | | | |
177 | Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed | | | | | | | |
178 | Spirit of life, in this new dawn | | | | | | | |
179 | Spirit of God descend upon my heart | | | | | | | |
180 | Breathe on me breath of God | | | | | | | |
181 | Send down thy [your] truth, O God | | | | | | | |
182 | O Spirit of the living God, thou light and fire | | | | | | | |
183 | Spirit of faith, come down | | | | | | | |
184 | Come, every soul by sin oppressed, There's mercy | | | | | | | |
185 | God calling yet, shall I not hear | | | | | | | |
186 | Come sinners to the gospel feast | | | | | | | |
187 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
188 | Of him who did salvation bring I could for ever think and sing | | | | | | | |
189 | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
190 | Come to the Savior now, He gently calleth thee | | | | | | | |
191 | Sinner [sinners] turn, why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
192 | Come, saith [said] [says] Jesus' sacred voice | | | | | | | |
193 | Art thou weary, art thou troubled | | | | | | | |
194 | "Come unto me, ye weary" | | | | | | | |
195 | Return, O wanderer, return [Return, return, now wanderer] | | | | | | | |
196 | Behold! a Stranger at the door | | | | | | | |
197 | O Jesu [Jesus], thou art standing | | | | | | | |
198 | Just as I am, without one plea, But [Save] that thy blood | | | | | | | |
199 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
200 | Depth of mercy, can there be, Mercy still reserved for me? | | | | | | | |