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1 | Be thou, O God, exalted high | | | | | | | |
2 | From all that dwell below the skies | | | | | | | |
3 | Lord, when thou didst ascend on high | | | | | | | |
4 | Jehovah reigns; He dwells in light | | | | | | | |
5 | Lord, let Thy goodness lead our land | | | | | | | |
6 | Lord of the Sabbath, hear our vows | | | | | | | |
7 | The starry firmament on high | | | | | | | |
8 | Awake, our souls; away our fears | | | | | | | |
9 | Ye sons of men, with joy record | | | | | | | |
10 | O Lord, behold before thy throne | | | | | | | |
11 | Lord, now we part in Thy blest name | | | | | | | |
12 | Give to the Lord, ye sons of fame | | | | | | | |
13 | Awake, arise, and hail the morn | | | | | | | |
14 | The Lord is King! lift up thy voice | | | | | | | |
15 | Exalted Prince of life, we own | | | | | | | |
16 | Triumphant Zion, lift thy head | | | | | | | |
17 | Jehovah reigns; let all the earth | | | | | | | |
18 | Great God, whose universal sway | | | | | | | |
19 | When, driven by oppression's rod | | | | | | | |
20 | Come, blessed Spirit, Source of light | | | | | | | |
21 | Great God, this sacred day of thine | | | | | | | |
22 | When, streaming from the eastern skies | | | | | | | |
23 | 'Tis finished! So the Saviour cried | | | | | | | |
24 | Behold the Man! How glorious He! | | | | | | | |
25 | "See how he loved!" exclaimed the Jews | | | | | | | |
26 | Life is the time to serve the Lord | | | | | | | |
27 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
28 | O that my load of sin were gone! | | | | | | | |
29 | O come, loud anthems let us sing | | | | | | | |
30 | Praise, everlasting praise, be paid | | | | | | | |
31 | High on a hill of dazzling light | | | | | | | |
32 | O, render thanks to God above | | | | | | | |
33 | Salvation is forever nigh | | | | | | | |
34 | High in the heavens, eternal God | | | | | | | |
35 | Sweet is the light of Sabbath eve | | | | | | | |
36 | Asleep in Jesus! Blessed sleep! | | | | | | | |
37 | Love is the theme of saints above | | | | | | | |
38 | Abide with us; the evening shades | | | | | | | |
39 | O, deem not they are blest alone | | | | | | | |
40 | Father, I bless thy gentle hand | | | | | | | |
41 | How shall the sons of men appear | | | | | | | |
42 | Earth's transitory things decay | | | | | | | |
43 | Sweet is the scene when Christians die | | | | | | | |
44 | Now to the Lord a noble song! | | | | | | | |
45 | Zion, awake: thy strength renew | | | | | | | |
46 | Grant the abundance of the sea | | | | | | | |
47 | Up to the Lord, that reigns on high | | | | | | | |
48 | My God, my King, Thy various praise | | | | | | | |
49 | Hail to the prince of life and peace | | | | | | | |
50 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
51 | I send the joys of earth away | | | | | | | |
52 | With all my powers of heart and tongue | | | | | | | |
53 | Come, O my soul, in sacred lays | | | | | | | |
54 | Let lofty songs, let boundless joy | | | | | | | |
55 | The King of saints, how fair His face | | | | | | | |
56 | He lives; the everlasting God | | | | | | | |
57 | Now for a tune of lofty praise | | | | | | | |
58 | When sins and fears prevailing rise | | | | | | | |
59 | Say, sinner, hath a voice within | | | | | | | |
60 | Lord, when my thoughts delighted rove | | | | | | | |
61 | Dear Lord, and shall Thy Spirit rest | | | | | | | |
62 | O for a glance of heavenly day | | | | | | | |
63 | Lord, I am Thine, entirely Thine | | | | | | | |
64 | Return, my roving heart, return | | | | | | | |
65 | Thou God of hope, to Thee we bow | | | | | | | |
66 | Gently, my Saviour, let me down | | | | | | | |
67 | Great Source of being and of love | | | | | | | |
68 | Among the assemblies of the great | | | | | | | |
69 | Lo, God is here! let us adore | | | | | | | |
70 | Give thanks to God; He reigns above | | | | | | | |
71 | Sovereign of worlds, display Thy power | | | | | | | |
72 | O happy day, that fixed my choice | | | | | | | |
73 | How vain is all beneath the skies! | | | | | | | |
74 | So fades the lovely, blooming flower | | | | | | | |
75 | O thou who hear'st when sinners cry | | | | | | | |
76 | Wherefore should man, frail child of clay | | | | | | | |
77 | When silent steal across my soul | | | | | | | |
78 | My spirit sinks within me, Lord | | | | | | | |
79 | God of our fathers, 'tis Thy hand | | | | | | | |
80 | While o'er our guilty land, O Lord | | | | | | | |
81 | As the sweet flower which scents the morn | | | | | | | |
82 | How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound | | | | | | | |
83 | Come hither, all ye weary souls | | | | | | | |
84 | Assembled in our school once more | | | | | | | |
85 | Hail, sovereign love, that first began | | | | | | | |
86 | Thus far the Lord has led me on | | | | | | | |
87 | Kindred in Christ, for His dear sake | | | | | | | |
88 | O, that angelic bliss were mine | | | | | | | |
89 | The Lord of life this table spread | | | | | | | |
90 | Lo, what a glorious Corner Stone | | | | | | | |
91 | How oft hath sin and Satan strove | | | | | | | |
92 | Jesus, Thy blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
93 | The Almighty reigns, exalted high | | | | | | | |
94 | I spread my sins before the Lord | | | | | | | |
95 | God of the morning, at whose voice | | | | | | | |
96 | God in His earthly temple lays | | | | | | | |
97 | From year to year in love we meet | | | | | | | |
98 | A broken heart, my God, my King | | | | | | | |
99 | Who can describe the joys that rise | | | | | | | |
100 | Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |