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d1 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
d2 | A few more years shall roll | | | | | | | |
d3 | A glory gilds the sacred page | | | | | | | |
d4 | A pilgrim and a stranger, I journey here below | | | | | | | |
d5 | A poor wayfaring man of grief Hath often crossed | | | | | | | |
d6 | A safe stronghold our God is still, A trusty shield | | | | | | | |
d7 | A thousand years have come and gone | | | | | | | |
d8 | A voice upon the midnight air | | | | | | | |
d9 | Abide with me, fast falls the eventide | | | | | | | |
d10 | According to Thy gracious word, In meek humility | | | | | | | |
d11 | Across the sky the shades of night | | | | | | | |
d12 | Again, as evening's shadow falls | | | | | | | |
d13 | Again returns the day of holy rest | | | | | | | |
d14 | Again the Lord of life and light | | | | | | | |
d15 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d16 | All glory, laud, and honor to thee, Redeemer, King | | | | | | | |
d17 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d18 | All things are thine: no gift have we | | | | | | | |
d19 | All ye nations, praise the Lord | | | | | | | |
d20 | All ye that pass by | | | | | | | |
d21 | Alleluia, sing to Jesus | | | | | | | |
d22 | Alleluia, song of gladness, voice of joy that cannot die | | | | | | | |
d23 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d24 | And didst thou love the race that loved not thee | | | | | | | |
d25 | And now the wants are told, that brought | | | | | | | |
d26 | Angels holy, high and lowly | | | | | | | |
d27 | Arm these thy soldiers, mighty Lord | | | | | | | |
d28 | Art thou weary, art thou languid | | | | | | | |
d29 | As, down in the sunless retreats of the ocean | | | | | | | |
d30 | As oft, with worn and weary feet | | | | | | | |
d31 | As pants the hart for cooling flood [springs] [streams] | | | | | | | |
d32 | As swiftly, silently draws near | | | | | | | |
d33 | As the hart with eager looks | | | | | | | |
d34 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
d35 | At anchor laid, remote from home | | | | | | | |
d36 | At even ere the sun was set | | | | | | | |
d37 | At the name of Jesus every knee shall bow | | | | | | | |
d38 | Awake, and sing the song of Moses and the Lamb | | | | | | | |
d39 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | | | |
d40 | Awake my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
d41 | Awake, our souls, away our fears | | | | | | | |
d42 | Be not dismayed, thou little flock | | | | | | | |
d43 | Be still, my heart, these anxious cares | | | | | | | |
d44 | Because I knew not when my life was good | | | | | | | |
d45 | Before Jehovah's awful throne | | | | | | | |
d46 | Begin my tongue some heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
d47 | Behold, the bridegroom cometh in the middle of the night | | | | | | | |
d48 | Behold what wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
d49 | Beneath the shadow of the cross | | | | | | | |
d50 | Beyond the glittering, starry globe [globes] [sky] [skies] | | | | | | | |
d51 | Birds have their quiet nest, foxes their holes, and man his | | | | | | | |
d52 | Blest are the pure in heart, For they shall see our [their] God | | | | | | | |
d53 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d54 | Blest be thy love, dear Lord | | | | | | | |
d55 | Bread of [for] the world, in mercy broken | | | | | | | |
d56 | Break thou the bread of life | | | | | | | |
d57 | Brief life is here our portion | | | | | | | |
d58 | Brightest and best of the sons [stars] of the morning | | | | | | | |
d59 | By Christ redeemed, in Christ restored | | | | | | | |
d60 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
d61 | Call Jehovah thy salvation | | | | | | | |
d62 | Calm me, my God, and keep me calm | | | | | | | |
d63 | Calm on the listening ear of night | | | | | | | |
d64 | Cast thy burdens on the Lord | | | | | | | |
d65 | Child Jesus comes from heavenly height | | | | | | | |
d66 | Children of the heavenly king as we journey | | | | | | | |
d67 | Christ for the world we sing | | | | | | | |
d68 | Christ, of all my hopes the ground | | | | | | | |
d69 | Christ the [our] Lord is [has] risen today, [Alleluia] [Sons of men] | | | | | | | |
d70 | Christian, dost thou see them [him] | | | | | | | |
d71 | Christian, seek not yet repose | | | | | | | |
d72 | Christians, awake, salute [and hail] the happy morn | | | | | | | |
d73 | Come dearest Lord, descend and dwell | | | | | | | |
d74 | Come every pious heart | | | | | | | |
d75 | Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
d76 | Come Holy Ghost, in love, shed on us | | | | | | | |
d77 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers | | | | | | | |
d78 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
d79 | Come, let us lift our joyful eyes Up to the [To heavenly] courts above | | | | | | | |
d80 | Come, Lord, and tarry not, bring the long looked for day | | | | | | | |
d81 | Come, my soul, thou [you] must be waking | | | | | | | |
d82 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
d83 | Come, saith [said] [says] Jesus' sacred voice | | | | | | | |
d84 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
d85 | Come, Thou long expected Jesus [Savior], Born to set thy people free | | | | | | | |
d86 | Come, Thou long expected Jesus [Savior], Born to set thy people free | | | | | | | |
d87 | Come to our poor [dark] nature's night | | | | | | | |
d88 | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
d89 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d90 | Commit thou all thy griefs | | | | | | | |
d91 | Creator Spirit, by whose aid [light] | | | | | | | |
d92 | Crown him with many crowns [thorns] | | | | | | | |
d93 | Crown his head with endless blessing | | | | | | | |
d94 | Darkly rose the guilty morning | | | | | | | |
d95 | Daughter of Zion, from the dust | | | | | | | |
d96 | Day is dying in the west | | | | | | | |
d97 | Day of wrath, O day of appalling | | | | | | | |
d98 | Dear Jesus ever at my side, How loving must | | | | | | | |
d99 | Dear Lord and Father [Master] of mankind [us all], Forgive our foolish ways | | | | | | | |
d100 | Dear refuge of my [the] weary soul, On thee, when sorows rise | | | | | | | |