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CCI | Cast on the fidelity of my redeeming Lord | | | | | | | |
CCII | Thou Lamb of God, thou Prince of Peace | | | | | | | |
CCIII | Jesus, the weary and wandrer's [wanderer's] rest | | | | | | | |
CCIV | Soldiers of Christ, arise, and put [gird] your armor | | | | | | | |
CCV | Indissolubly joined | | | | | | | |
CCVI | Hark! how the watchment cry | | | | | | | |
CCVII | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
CCVIII | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
CCIX | Behold the Saviour of mankind | | | | | | | |
CCX | O love divine, what hast thou done | | | | | | | |
CCXI | Of him who did salvation bring I could for ever think and sing | | | | | | | |
CCXII | All ye that pass by | | | | | | | |
CCXIII | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
CCXIV | Plunged in a [the] gulf of dark [deep] despair | | | | | | | |
CCXV | O God of all grace, thy goodness we praise | | | | | | | |
CCXVI | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
CCXVII | Ye heavens rejoice in Jesus's grace | | | | | | | |
CCXVIII | And are we yet alive | | | | | | | |
CCXIX | Come away to the skies, my beloved, arise | | | | | | | |
CCXX | Come, let us anew our journey pursue, With vigor | | | | | | | |
CCXXI | Come, let us ascend [attend], my companion and friend | | | | | | | |
CCXXII | Try us, O God, and search the ground | | | | | | | |
CCXXIII | Thou God of truth and love | | | | | | | |
CCXXIV | Father of our dying Lord | | | | | | | |
CCXXV | Jesus, Lord, we look to thee | | | | | | | |
CCXXVI | Jesus, united by thy grace | | | | | | | |
CCXXVII | Come and let us sweetly join | | | | | | | |
CCXXVIII | Come, Thou high and lofty Lord, Lowly, meek incarnate word | | | | | | | |
CCXXIX | Come, let us use the grace divine, And all with one accord | | | | | | | |
CCXXX | Brother in Christ, and well beloved | | | | | | | |
CCXXXI | Peace be on this house bestowed | | | | | | | |
CCXXXII | Except the Lord conduct the plan | | | | | | | |
CCXXXIII | Watched by the world's malignant eye | | | | | | | |
CCXXXIV | All thanks be to the Lamb who gives us to meet | | | | | | | |
CCXXXV | See, Jesus [Jesu], thy disciples, see | | | | | | | |
CCXXXVI | Appointed by thee, we meet in thy name | | | | | | | |
CCXXXVII | Blest be the [that] dear uniting love | | | | | | | |
CCXXXVIII | Jesus accept the praise | | | | | | | |
CCXXXIX | God of all consolation, take | | | | | | | |
CCXL | And let our bodies part | | | | | | | |
CCXLI | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
CCXLII | Ah, but where am I now? | | | | | | | |
CCXLIII | How shall a lost sinner in pain | | | | | | | |
CCXLIV | O that I was [were] as heretofore | | | | | | | |
CCXLV | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
CCXLVI | Thee we adore, eternal name, And humbly | | | | | | | |
CCXLVII | When rising from the bed of death | | | | | | | |
CCXLVIII | And am I born to die | | | | | | | |
CCXLIX | And am I only born to die | | | | | | | |
CCL | Thou Judge of quick and dead | | | | | | | |
CCLI | He comes, he comes, the judge severe | | | | | | | |
CCLII | Lo he comes with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
CCLIII | Terrible thought, shall I alone | | | | | | | |
CCLIV | Thou God of glorious majesty | | | | | | | |
CCLV | O [Our] God, our help in ages [seasons] past | | | | | | | |
CCLVI | And must this body die | | | | | | | |
CCLVII | And let this feeble body fail | | | | | | | |
CCLVIII | Happy soul, thy days are ended | | | | | | | |
CCLIX | Ah lovely appearance of death | | | | | | | |
CCLX | Rejoice for a brother deceased | | | | | | | |
CCLXI | 'Tis finished, 'tis done | | | | | | | |
CCLXII | Hosanna to Jesus on high, Another has entered his rest | | | | | | | |
CCLXIII | Happy who in Jesus live | | | | | | | |
CCLXIV | Stand, th' ommipotent decree! | | | | | | | |
CCLXV | I long to behold him arrayed with glory | | | | | | | |
CCLXVI | Thanks be to God whose faithful love | | | | | | | |
CCLXVII | And must I be to judgment brought | | | | | | | |
CCLXVIII | Why should we start and fear to die | | | | | | | |
CCLXIX | Come, let us anew our journey pursue, Roll round | | | | | | | |
CCLXX | The Lord of earth and sky, The God of ages praise | | | | | | | |
CCLXXI | Sing to the great Jehovah's praise | | | | | | | |
CCLXXII | And now, my soul another year | | | | | | | |
CCLXXIII | All glory to God in the sky, and peace upon earth be restored | | | | | | | |
CCLXXIV | Father, our hearts we lift | | | | | | | |
CCLXXV | All hail, happy day, when enrobed in our clay | | | | | | | |
CCLXXVI | Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King | | | | | | | |
CCLXXVII | Shepherds, rejoice, lift up your eyes | | | | | | | |
CCLXXVIII | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
CCLXXIX | Jesus, thy wandering sheep behold | | | | | | | |
CCLXXX | Lord of the harvest, hear thy needy servants' cry | | | | | | | |
CCLXXXI | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
CCLXXXII | Father, if justly still we claim | | | | | | | |
CCLXXXIII | On all the earth thy Spirit shower | | | | | | | |
CCLXXXIV | Comfort, ye ministers of grace | | | | | | | |
CCLXXXV | High on his everlasting throne | | | | | | | |
CCLXXXVI | Draw near, O Son of God, draw near | | | | | | | |
CCLXXXVII | Celestial Dove, descend from high | | | | | | | |
CCLXXXVIII | My Savior's pierced side | | | | | | | |
CCLXXXIX | Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost | | | | | | | |
CCXC | In that sad memorable night | | | | | | | |
CCXCI | Let all who truly bear the bleeding Savior's name | | | | | | | |
CCXCII | Rock of Isr'l, cleft for me | | | | | | | |
CCXCIII | Author of our salvation, thee | | | | | | | |
CCXCIV | O thou who this mysterious bread | | | | | | | |
CCXCV | Jesus, at whose supreme command | | | | | | | |
CCXCVI | Who is this that comes from far | | | | | | | |
CCXCVII | Jesu, dear redeeming Lord | | | | | | | |
CCXCVIII | Jesus, we thus obey | | | | | | | |
CCXCIX | Where is my God, my joy, my hope | | | | | | | |
CCC | We lift our hearts to thee, O [Our] [Thou] Day-Star | | | | | | | |