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101 | Mercy and judgment are my song | | | | | | | |
102 | Hear me O God, nor hide thy face | | | | | | | |
103 | My soul, inspir'd with sacred love | | | | | | | |
104 | Bless God, my soul: thou, Lord, alone | | | | | | | |
105 | O render thanks, and bless the Lord | | | | | | | |
106 | O render thanks to God above | | | | | | | |
107 | To God your grateful voices raise | | | | | | | |
108 | O God, my heart is fully bent | | | | | | | |
109 | O God, whose former mercies make | | | | | | | |
110 | The Lord th' eternal Father spake | | | | | | | |
111 | Praise ye the Lord: our God to praise | | | | | | | |
112 | That man is bless'd who stands in awe | | | | | | | |
113 | Ye servants of th' almighty King | | | | | | | |
114 | When Isr'el freed from Pharaoh's hand | | | | | | | |
115 | Not to ourselves, who are but dust | | | | | | | |
116 | I love the Lord: he heard my cries | | | | | | | |
117 | From all that dwell below the skies | | | | | | | |
118 | O praise the Lord, for he is good | | | | | | | |
119 | How bless'd are they who always keep | | | | | | | |
120 | Thou God of love, thou ever blest | | | | | | | |
121 | To Sion's hill I lift my eyes | | | | | | | |
122 | How did my heart rejoice to hear | | | | | | | |
123 | O thou whose grace and justice reign | | | | | | | |
124 | Had not the Lord, (may Isr'el say) | | | | | | | |
125 | Firm and unmov'd are they | | | | | | | |
126 | When God reveal'd his gracious name | | | | | | | |
127 | We build with fruitless toil and cost | | | | | | | |
128 | The man is bless'd who fears the Lord | | | | | | | |
129 | From my youth up, may Isr'el say | | | | | | | |
130 | From lowest depths of woe | | | | | | | |
131 | Is there ambition in my heart? | | | | | | | |
132 | Let David, Lord, a constant place | | | | | | | |
133 | How vast must their advantage be | | | | | | | |
134 | Bless God, ye servants that attend | | | | | | | |
135 | Praise the Lord with one consent | | | | | | | |
136 | Give thanks to God most high | | | | | | | |
137 | Along the banks where Babel's current flows | | | | | | | |
138 | With my whole heart. my God and King | | | | | | | |
139 | Thou, Lord, by strictest search hast known | | | | | | | |
140 | Preserve me, Lord, from crafty foes | | | | | | | |
141 | My God, accept my early vows | | | | | | | |
142 | To God, with mournful voice | | | | | | | |
143 | My righteous judge, my gracious God | | | | | | | |
144 | For ever bless'd be God the Lord | | | | | | | |
145 | My God, my king, thy various praise | | | | | | | |
146 | Praise ye the Lord, my heart shall join | | | | | | | |
147 | Praise ye the Lord; 'tis good to raise | | | | | | | |
148 | Loud hallelujahs to the Lord | | | | | | | |
149 | O praise ye the Lord | | | | | | | |
150 | Praise ye the Lord, all nature join | | | | | | | |
H1 | Substantial comfort will not grow | | | | | | | |
H2 | Vain are the hopes the sons of men | | | | | | | |
H3 | Our nat'ral and our fed'ral head | | | | | | | |
H3.II | Hear the terms that never vary | | | | | | | |
H4 | Eternal King, the greatest, best | | | | | | | |
H5 | Enslaved by sin and bound in chains | | | | | | | |
H6 | My song shall bless the Lord of all | | | | | | | |
H6.II | Messiah's come — with joy behold | | | | | | | |
H7 | Destruction's dangerous road | | | | | | | |
H7.II | Faith! — 'tis a precious grace | | | | | | | |
H7.III | In God the Father I believe | | | | | | | |
H8 | To comprehend the Three in One | | | | | | | |
H9 | Almighty God we praise, and own | | | | | | | |
H10 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
H10.II | Though trouble assail | | | | | | | |
H11 | I'm not ashamed to own my Lord | | | | | | | |
H11.II | Jesus, the spring of joys divine | | | | | | | |
H12 | We bless the prophet of the Lord | | | | | | | |
H12.II | Honor and happiness unite | | | | | | | |
H13 | O Christ, thou glorious King, we own | | | | | | | |
H13.II | Backsliders, who your mis'ry feel | | | | | | | |
H14 | The Virgin's promis'd Son is born | | | | | | | |
H14.II | God with us! O glorious name! | | | | | | | |
H14.III | Hark, the glad sound! the Saviour's come! | | | | | | | |
H15 | O Lord, when faith with fixed eyes | | | | | | | |
H15.II | Stretch'd on the cross the Saviour dies | | | | | | | |
H16 | Immortal God, on thee we call | | | | | | | |
H16.II | While on the verge of life I stand | | | | | | | |
H16.III | And did the holy and the just | | | | | | | |
H17 | 'Tis finish'd, the Redeemer cries | | | | | | | |
H18 | Our Lord is risen from the dead | | | | | | | |
H19 | Jesus, the Lord, our souls adore | | | | | | | |
H19.II | Now to the Lord, that made us know | | | | | | | |
H20 | Eternal Spirit! we confess | | | | | | | |
H21 | We are a garden wall'd around | | | | | | | |
H21.II | Blest be the tie that bind | | | | | | | |
H21.III | Supreme in mercy, who shall dare | | | | | | | |
H22 | Blest Jesus, source of ev'ry grace | | | | | | | |
H22.II | Amazing grace! (how sweet the sound!) | | | | | | | |
H23 | Lord, thy imputed righteousness | | | | | | | |
H24 | No more, my God, I boast no more | | | | | | | |
H25 | My Saviour God, my sov'reign Prince | | | | | | | |
H26 | 'Twas the commission of our Lord | | | | | | | |
H27 | Thus saith the mercy of the Lord | | | | | | | |
H28 | 'Twas on that dark, that doleful night | | | | | | | |
H29 | Jesus invites his saints | | | | | | | |
H30 | Jesus, in thee our eyes behold | | | | | | | |
H30.II | How sweet and awful is the place | | | | | | | |
H31 | With what delight I raise my eyes | | | | | | | |
H32 | How can I sink with such a prop | | | | | | | |