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d101 | Come saints and sinners, now behold | | | | | | | |
d102 | Come, saints, and tell us of your hope | | | | | | | |
d103 | Come sound his praise [name] abroad, And hymns | | | | | | | |
d104 | Come, tell us your troubles | | | | | | | |
d105 | Come, thou eternal Spirit, come | | | | | | | |
d106 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d107 | Come, we [ye] [you] that love the Lord indeed | | | | | | | |
d108 | Come ye redeemed of the Lord, come and obey | | | | | | | |
d109 | Come, ye that fear [love] the Lord, and listen while I tell | | | | | | | |
d110 | Come, ye that love the Savior's name | | | | | | | |
d111 | Come, ye that [who] know and fear the Lord | | | | | | | |
d112 | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
d113 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
d114 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d115 | Compared with Christ, in all beside No comeliness I see | | | | | | | |
d116 | Convened from different parts, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d117 | Dark and thorny [stormy] is the desert | | | | | | | |
d118 | Deacons, awake the work fulfill! The work to you assigned | | | | | | | |
d119 | Dear brethren, I have found a land which | | | | | | | |
d120 | Dear children, when you read these lines | | | | | | | |
d121 | Dear Father, to Thy mercy seat, My soul for shelter flies | | | | | | | |
d122 | Dear friends [brothers] [brethren], farewell, I do you tell | | | | | | | |
d123 | Dear is the spot where Christians sleep | | | | | | | |
d124 | Dear Lord, attend my [our] prayer | | | | | | | |
d125 | Dear Lord, to us assembled here | | | | | | | |
d126 | Dear Lord why should I doubt Thy love Or disbelieve thy grace? | | | | | | | |
d127 | Dear refuge of my [the] weary soul, On thee, when sorows rise | | | | | | | |
d128 | Dear Savior, let thy gracious eye in pity now look down | | | | | | | |
d129 | Death cannot make our souls afraid, If God be with us there | | | | | | | |
d130 | Death, like an overflowing stream | | | | | | | |
d131 | Dismiss us with Thy blessing, Lord, Help | | | | | | | |
d132 | Do not I love thee, O my Lord [God]? Behold my heart and see | | | | | | | |
d133 | Early, my God, without delay | | | | | | | |
d134 | Earth has engrossed my love too long | | | | | | | |
d135 | Eternal Power, whose high abode | | | | | | | |
d136 | Every moment brings me nearer | | | | | | | |
d137 | Exalted high at God's right hand | | | | | | | |
d138 | Fades the lovely blooming flower | | | | | | | |
d139 | Faith is the Spirit's evidence | | | | | | | |
d140 | Faith, 'tis [is] a precious grace | | | | | | | |
d141 | Far as thy name is known | | | | | | | |
d142 | Farewell, farewell, to all below | | | | | | | |
d143 | Farewell, my dear brethren, beloved of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d144 | Farewell, my [dear] brethren in the Lord | | | | | | | |
d145 | Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand | | | | | | | |
d146 | Farewell, vain world, I'm going home, My Savior smiles | | | | | | | |
d147 | Father, I know thy ways are just | | | | | | | |
d148 | Father, we wait to feel thy grace | | | | | | | |
d149 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
d150 | Firm as the earth thy [the] gospel stands | | | | | | | |
d151 | First have these lovers of the Word | | | | | | | |
d152 | For a season called to part | | | | | | | |
d153 | Forever blessed be the Lord, my Savior | | | | | | | |
d154 | Frequent the [this] day of [O] God returns | | | | | | | |
d155 | From all that's mortal, all that's vain | | | | | | | |
d156 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
d157 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d158 | From whence doth [does] this [the] union arise | | | | | | | |
d159 | Give me the wings of faith to rise | | | | | | | |
d160 | Give me thy Spirit, O my God | | | | | | | |
d161 | Give us room that we may dwell | | | | | | | |
d162 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
d163 | Glory to thee, my [our] God [O Lord], this night [day] | | | | | | | |
d164 | Go and the Savior's grace proclaim | | | | | | | |
d165 | Go on ye [you] Pilgrims, while [here] below | | | | | | | |
d166 | Go, spirit of the sainted dead | | | | | | | |
d167 | Go teach the [all] nations and baptize | | | | | | | |
d168 | God in his earthly temple lays | | | | | | | |
d169 | God is love, his mercy brightens | | | | | | | |
d170 | God is the refuge of his saints | | | | | | | |
d171 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
d172 | Grace, how exceeding sweet to those | | | | | | | |
d173 | Grace, 'tis a charming [cheering] [joyful] [pleasing] sound | | | | | | | |
d174 | Great God, how infinite art thou | | | | | | | |
d175 | Great God, to what a glorious height | | | | | | | |
d176 | Great is the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
d177 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d178 | Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews | | | | | | | |
d179 | Hail, sovereign love, that first began | | | | | | | |
d180 | Hail the blest morn when [see] the great Mediator | | | | | | | |
d181 | Hail, ye followers of the Lamb | | | | | | | |
d182 | Happy the Church, thou [the] sacred place | | | | | | | |
d183 | Hark, from the tomb [tombs] a doleful [warning] [mournful] sound | | | | | | | |
d184 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
d185 | Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
d186 | Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King | | | | | | | |
d187 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
d188 | Head of the church, thy care we bless | | | | | | | |
d189 | Hear the royal proclamation, the glad tidings | | | | | | | |
d190 | Hear what the voice from heaven declares | | | | | | | |
d191 | Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims | | | | | | | |
d192 | Here at thy table, Lord, we meet to feed | | | | | | | |
d193 | High in yonder realms of light | | | | | | | |
d194 | High on a hill [throne] of dazzling light | | | | | | | |
d195 | Holy Jesus, lovely lamb, thine and only | | | | | | | |
d196 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
d197 | How can I sink with such a prop | | | | | | | |
d198 | How charming is the place | | | | | | | |
d199 | How did my heart rejoice to hear | | | | | | | |
d200 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |