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d1 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d2 | Almighty love inspire My heart [soul] with sacred fire [pure desire] | | | | | | | |
d3 | Assist my soul, my heavenly King | | | | | | | |
d4 | Attend, ye saints, and hear me tell | | | | | | | |
d5 | Begone, unbelief, [for] my [our] Savior is near | | | | | | | |
d6 | Blest be my God that I was born | | | | | | | |
d7 | Come all who are New-lights indeed | | | | | | | |
d8 | Come, all ye dear souls that [who] are of Adam's loins [line] | | | | | | | |
d9 | Come, all ye poor sinners that [who] from Adam came | | | | | | | |
d10 | Come and taste along with me, consolation and running free | | | | | | | |
d11 | Come on, my fellow pilgrims, come | | | | | | | |
d12 | Dear Savior, we rejoice to hear poor [when] sinners sweetly [humbly] tell | | | | | | | |
d13 | Farewell, my [dear] brethren in the Lord | | | | | | | |
d14 | From all that's mortal, all that's vain | | | | | | | |
d15 | Gracious Lord [God], our children see | | | | | | | |
d16 | Hail, heavenly love, that first began | | | | | | | |
d17 | Hail, thou once despised Jesus | | | | | | | |
d18 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
d19 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
d20 | Hasten, O Lord, the latter day | | | | | | | |
d21 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d22 | Humble souls, who [that] seek salvation | | | | | | | |
d23 | I am, saith Christ, the Way | | | | | | | |
d24 | I'm glad I ever saw the day | | | | | | | |
d25 | Innumerable foes attack the child of God | | | | | | | |
d26 | Is there anybody here like leprous Naaman | | | | | | | |
d27 | Isr'l in ancient days | | | | | | | |
d28 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
d29 | Let us ask the important question | | | | | | | |
d30 | Lord, at thy table I [we] behold The wonders of thy grace | | | | | | | |
d31 | My Christ is my [a] friend, To Him I attend | | | | | | | |
d32 | Now we are met in holy fear to hear the happy | | | | | | | |
d33 | O God, my heart with love inflame | | | | | | | |
d34 | O Lord, I pray that thou wilt show | | | | | | | |
d35 | O what a glorious mystery, wonder, wonder, wonder | | | | | | | |
d36 | O with what pleasure we behold | | | | | | | |
d37 | On a sweet summer's evening, as I walked the street | | | | | | | |
d38 | Once more, dear brethren, join to sing | | | | | | | |
d39 | Peace be unto this house, The Son of Peace | | | | | | | |
d40 | Professed followers of the Lamb | | | | | | | |
d41 | Saved by blood I live to tell | | | | | | | |
d42 | See the Lord of glory dying | | | | | | | |
d43 | Sing the dear Savior's glorious fame | | | | | | | |
d44 | Sinner, art thou [are you] still secure [sincere] | | | | | | | |
d45 | Sweet are the gifts which [that] gracious heaven, On true believers pour | | | | | | | |
d46 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
d47 | That glorious day is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
d48 | The fields are all white and the harvest is near | | | | | | | |
d49 | The fountain of Christ, Lord help us to sing | | | | | | | |
d50 | The great God of love, hath shown us the way | | | | | | | |
d51 | The great tremendous day's approaching | | | | | | | |
d52 | The Lord into his garden comes | | | | | | | |
d53 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
d54 | These honored saints, redeemed by blood | | | | | | | |
d55 | Though trouble assail us, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
d56 | Thus saith the Lord, your Master dear | | | | | | | |
d57 | 'Tis my happiness below | | | | | | | |
d58 | Waked by the gospel's powerful [joyful] sound | | | | | | | |
d59 | What think ye [you] of Christ, is the test | | | | | | | |
d60 | When Paul was parted from his friends | | | | | | | |
d61 | Ye dying sons of men | | | | | | | |
d62 | Ye saints attend the Savior's voice | | | | | | | |
d63 | Ye tried sons of God, Ye still have food | | | | | | | |