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d1 | Ah, guilty sinner, ruined by transgression | | | | | | | |
d2 | Arise, my tenderest thoughts, arise | | | | | | | |
d3 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d4 | Awaked by Sinai's awful sound | | | | | | | |
d5 | Away my doubts, begone my fears | | | | | | | |
d6 | Christ is coming, in the storm Working on the wretch | | | | | | | |
d7 | Come all who love my Lord and Master; and like old David | | | | | | | |
d8 | Death, 'tis a melancholy day To those that have no God | | | | | | | |
d9 | Delay not, delay not: O sinner [drunkard] draw near | | | | | | | |
d10 | Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand | | | | | | | |
d11 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d12 | Gently, Lord, O gently lead us | | | | | | | |
d13 | Glory to thee, my [our] God [O Lord], this night [day] | | | | | | | |
d14 | Hail the blest morn when [see] the great Mediator | | | | | | | |
d15 | Hail, thou happy morn, so glorious | | | | | | | |
d16 | Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning | | | | | | | |
d17 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
d18 | Hark, ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
d19 | Hasten, Lord, the glorious time | | | | | | | |
d20 | Hear the royal proclamation, the glad tidings | | | | | | | |
d21 | Hearts of stone, relent, relent | | | | | | | |
d22 | How can I sleep when angels sing | | | | | | | |
d23 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
d24 | How happy is the pilgrim's lot | | | | | | | |
d25 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
d26 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d27 | Let thy Kingdom, blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
d28 | Lift up your hearts, Immanuel's friends | | | | | | | |
d29 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Fill our | | | | | | | |
d30 | My Christian friends in bonds of love, whose hearts | | | | | | | |
d31 | My days, my [and] weeks, my [and] months, my [and] years | | | | | | | |
d32 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d33 | O Jesus, my Savior, I trust thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d34 | O turn ye [you], O turn ye [you], for why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d35 | O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above | | | | | | | |
d36 | Rouse ye at the Savior's call | | | | | | | |
d37 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
d38 | Saw ye [you] my Savior, saw ye [you] my Savior | | | | | | | |
d39 | Say now, ye lovely social band | | | | | | | |
d40 | See the Lord of glory dying | | | | | | | |
d41 | Shepherd divine our wants relieve | | | | | | | |
d42 | Sinner, art thou [are you] still secure [sincere] | | | | | | | |
d43 | Sovereign grace has [hath] power alone | | | | | | | |
d44 | Stay, thou insulted [long suffering] Spirit | | | | | | | |
d45 | Stop, poor sinner [sinners], stop and think | | | | | | | |
d46 | The chariot, the chariot, its wheels roll [in] fire | | | | | | | |
d47 | The Lord into his garden comes | | | | | | | |
d48 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
d49 | There is a land of pleasure, Where streams of joy forever roll | | | | | | | |
d50 | This is the field, the world below, In which the sower | | | | | | | |
d51 | Through every age, eternal God | | | | | | | |
d52 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
d53 | Today if ye [you] will hear his voice | | | | | | | |
d54 | We're traveling home to heaven above | | | | | | | |
d55 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d56 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |
d57 | When nature was sinking in stillness to rest | | | | | | | |
d58 | Why do we [ye] [you] mourn departing [departed] [for dying] friends | | | | | | | |
d59 | Ye newborn souls, your voices raise | | | | | | | |