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d1 | A few more days on earth to spend | | | | | | | |
d2 | Adam our father and our head | | | | | | | |
d3 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d4 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d5 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d6 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d7 | An alien from God, and a stranger to grace | | | | | | | |
d8 | And are we yet alive | | | | | | | |
d9 | And have I Christ no love for thee | | | | | | | |
d10 | And let this feeble body fail | | | | | | | |
d11 | And may I hope that when no more | | | | | | | |
d12 | And must this body die | | | | | | | |
d13 | Approach, my soul, the mercy seat | | | | | | | |
d14 | As on the cross the Savior hung | | | | | | | |
d15 | Awake, and sing the song of Moses and the Lamb | | | | | | | |
d16 | Awake my heart, arise my tongue | | | | | | | |
d17 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d18 | Awaked by Sinai's awful sound | | | | | | | |
d19 | Before the day star knew its place | | | | | | | |
d20 | Before Thy throne, eternal King | | | | | | | |
d21 | Behold what wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
d22 | Beneath the sacred throne of God | | | | | | | |
d23 | Beset with snares on every hand | | | | | | | |
d24 | Beside the gospel pool Appointed for the poor | | | | | | | |
d25 | Blest are the souls that [who] hear and know | | | | | | | |
d26 | Blest be the [that] dear uniting love | | | | | | | |
d27 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d28 | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
d29 | Brethren I bid you all farewell | | | | | | | |
d30 | Broad is the road [stream] that leads to death [wrath] | | | | | | | |
d31 | By nature born to pain and death | | | | | | | |
d32 | Children of the heavenly king as we journey | | | | | | | |
d33 | Christians, if your [our] hearts be [are] warm | | | | | | | |
d34 | Come, brethren, ye [we] that [who] love the Lord | | | | | | | |
d35 | Come, Holy Spirit, come, With energy divine | | | | | | | |
d36 | Come, Holy Spirit, Dove [Guest] divine, On these baptismal waters shine | | | | | | | |
d37 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
d38 | Come, humble souls, ye mourners, come | | | | | | | |
d39 | Come, my heart, and let us try | | | | | | | |
d40 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d41 | Come, ye that love the Savior's name | | | | | | | |
d42 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
d43 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d44 | Compared with Christ, in all beside No comeliness I see | | | | | | | |
d45 | Dark and thorny [stormy] is the desert | | | | | | | |
d46 | Dear Shepherd of thy people here, Thy presence | | | | | | | |
d47 | Dismiss us with Thy blessing, Lord, Help | | | | | | | |
d48 | Down to the sacred wave | | | | | | | |
d49 | Ere the blue heavens were stretched abroad | | | | | | | |
d50 | Eternal Power, whose high abode | | | | | | | |
d51 | Eternal source of every joy | | | | | | | |
d52 | Faith is the Spirit's evidence | | | | | | | |
d53 | Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand | | | | | | | |
d54 | Father, I long, I faint to see The place of thine abode | | | | | | | |
d55 | Father of mercies, in thy [your] word | | | | | | | |
d56 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
d57 | From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies | | | | | | | |
d58 | From all that's mortal, all that's vain | | | | | | | |
d59 | From deep distress and troubled thoughts | | | | | | | |
d60 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
d61 | From whence doth [does] this [the] union arise | | | | | | | |
d62 | Give me the wings of faith to rise | | | | | | | |
d63 | Give me thy Spirit, O my God | | | | | | | |
d64 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
d65 | Go on ye [you] Pilgrims, while [here] below | | | | | | | |
d66 | God, in the riches of his grace | | | | | | | |
d67 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
d68 | Grace, 'tis a charming [cheering] [joyful] [pleasing] sound | | | | | | | |
d69 | Great God, dismiss us in thy love | | | | | | | |
d70 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d71 | Hail, sovereign love, that first began | | | | | | | |
d72 | Hail the blest morn when [see] the great Mediator | | | | | | | |
d73 | Hail ye sighing sons of sorrow | | | | | | | |
d74 | Hark, from the tomb [tombs] a doleful [warning] [mournful] sound | | | | | | | |
d75 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
d76 | Hark, ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
d77 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
d78 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
d79 | Hear the royal proclamation, the glad tidings | | | | | | | |
d80 | Hosanna [Hosannas] to the Prince of light | | | | | | | |
d81 | Hosanna, Jesus reigns | | | | | | | |
d82 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
d83 | How charming is the place | | | | | | | |
d84 | How condescending, and how kind | | | | | | | |
d85 | How did my heart rejoice to hear | | | | | | | |
d86 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
d87 | How happy [happy's] every child of grace, who [that] feels [knows] his sins forgiven | | | | | | | |
d88 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
d89 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
d90 | How shall I my [we our] Savior set forth | | | | | | | |
d91 | How sweet and awful [holy] [sacred] is the place | | | | | | | |
d92 | How sweet, how [and] heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
d93 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d94 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
d95 | Humble souls, who [that] seek salvation | | | | | | | |
d96 | Hungry, and faint and poor | | | | | | | |
d97 | I am a stranger here below | | | | | | | |
d98 | I am, saith Christ, the Way | | | | | | | |
d99 | I know that my Redeemer lives, what comfort this | | | | | | | |
d100 | I try and try again | | | | | | | |