# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d201 | Oft has my soul in secret blest | | | | | | | |
d202 | On Zion's glorious summit stood, A numerous host, redeemed by blood | | | | | | | |
d203 | On Zion's sacred mount I saw The lamb for sinners slain | | | | | | | |
d204 | Once a friend of sinners dear A man of sorrows sojourn'd here | | | | | | | |
d205 | Once by the law I vainly thought | | | | | | | |
d206 | Once more before we part, O [we'll] bless the Savior's [Redeemer's] name | | | | | | | |
d207 | Once more the constant sun, revolving round his sphere | | | | | | | |
d208 | Oppressed with sin, a heavy load | | | | | | | |
d209 | Our heavenly Father must correct | | | | | | | |
d210 | Our Savior magnified the law | | | | | | | |
d211 | Polluted in my blood | | | | | | | |
d212 | Poor angry bosom hush | | | | | | | |
d213 | Righteous are the works of God | | | | | | | |
d214 | Salvation by grace how charming the song | | | | | | | |
d215 | See Aaron, God's appointed [anointed] priest | | | | | | | |
d216 | Shall Isr'l's ransomed race | | | | | | | |
d217 | Sons of God by blest adoption | | | | | | | |
d218 | Sons of God, in tribulation | | | | | | | |
d219 | Stand up, my soul [our souls], shake off thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
d220 | Sweet was the hour I freedom felt | | | | | | | |
d221 | Tell me no more of earthly toys | | | | | | | |
d222 | That grace might reign in sovereign sway | | | | | | | |
d223 | That was a wonder working word | | | | | | | |
d224 | The book of nature open lies | | | | | | | |
d225 | The Canaanite still in the land | | | | | | | |
d226 | The castle of the human heart | | | | | | | |
d227 | The church of Christ is fair | | | | | | | |
d228 | The door of the sheepfold am I | | | | | | | |
d229 | The good old way that leads to God | | | | | | | |
d230 | The gospel of Jesus is built on free grace | | | | | | | |
d231 | The heralds of Jesus commissioned by God | | | | | | | |
d232 | The holy eunuch, when baptized | | | | | | | |
d233 | The hope set before us is Jesus the Lord | | | | | | | |
d234 | The king of heaven a feast has made | | | | | | | |
d235 | The king of heaven his table spreads | | | | | | | |
d236 | The King of saints a table spreads | | | | | | | |
d237 | The law of heavy, hard commands | | | | | | | |
d238 | The law supposing I have all does ever for perfection call | | | | | | | |
d239 | The lion that on Samson roared | | | | | | | |
d240 | The Lord that made both heaven and earth, And was himself made man | | | | | | | |
d241 | The man that trusts his heart | | | | | | | |
d242 | The man that's only born of man | | | | | | | |
d243 | The saints of old when wrapt in night | | | | | | | |
d244 | The Savior calls his people sheep | | | | | | | |
d245 | The Savior empties whom he fills | | | | | | | |
d246 | The sinner that by precious faith | | | | | | | |
d247 | The sinner that truly believes | | | | | | | |
d248 | The soul [souls] that would to Jesus press | | | | | | | |
d249 | The spirits of the just | | | | | | | |
d250 | The subject preached by zealous Paul | | | | | | | |
d251 | The voice of my beloved sounds | | | | | | | |
d252 | The voice of the Shepherd his flock shall convene | | | | | | | |
d253 | There is a day, 'tis hastening on | | | | | | | |
d254 | There is a Friend, that [who] sticketh fast | | | | | | | |
d255 | There is a period known to God | | | | | | | |
d256 | This is the day the Lord hath [has] made, He calls | | | | | | | |
d257 | Though straight be the way | | | | | | | |
d258 | Though sunk in sin exceeding low | | | | | | | |
d259 | Though void of all that's good | | | | | | | |
d260 | Through Jesus' watchful care | | | | | | | |
d261 | Through nature's works the woes he felt | | | | | | | |
d262 | Thus it became the Prince of grace | | | | | | | |
d263 | Thus was the great Redeemer plunged | | | | | | | |
d264 | Thy glory, Jesus, fills the skies | | | | | | | |
d265 | Thy mercy, Lord, we praise | | | | | | | |
d266 | Till God the sinner's mind [heart] illume | | | | | | | |
d267 | Till God the Spirit's rising beam | | | | | | | |
d268 | 'Tis Jesus I sing, and salvation by grace | | | | | | | |
d269 | 'Tis the Bridegroom's voice I hear | | | | | | | |
d270 | 'Tis the voice of my beloved, his dear face methinks I see | | | | | | | |
d271 | 'Tis the voice of wisdom, crying | | | | | | | |
d272 | 'Tis to his spouse, that Jesus speaks | | | | | | | |
d273 | To comprehend and fully prove the depths of everlasting love | | | | | | | |
d274 | To free myself I strove | | | | | | | |
d275 | To him, to him, whose love hath wrought | | | | | | | |
d276 | To Jesus once, with all her woe | | | | | | | |
d277 | To us, to us a Child is born | | | | | | | |
d278 | 'Twas in the night, when troubles came | | | | | | | |
d279 | 'Twas to redeem his bride from hell | | | | | | | |
d280 | 'Twas with an everlasting love | | | | | | | |
d281 | 'Twixt Jesus and the chosen race | | | | | | | |
d282 | Two people come to pray | | | | | | | |
d283 | What a doleful voice I hear | | | | | | | |
d284 | What bride is this, in bright array | | | | | | | |
d285 | What if we read and understand | | | | | | | |
d286 | What makes mistaken men afraid | | | | | | | |
d287 | What means this wicked wandering heart | | | | | | | |
d288 | What slavish fears molest [disturb] my mind | | | | | | | |
d289 | What though the waters struck with dread | | | | | | | |
d290 | What tongue can fully tell | | | | | | | |
d291 | Whate'er to thee, our Lord, belongs | | | | | | | |
d292 | When Aaron in the holy place | | | | | | | |
d293 | When Adam by transgression fell | | | | | | | |
d294 | When deaf to every warning given | | | | | | | |
d295 | When first the Lord to me drew nigh | | | | | | | |
d296 | When from the truth professors turn | | | | | | | |
d297 | When Hannah pressed with grief | | | | | | | |
d298 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d299 | When in the cloud, with colors fair | | | | | | | |
d300 | When Jacob's tribes with travel faint | | | | | | | |