# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
H78 | All hail, thou great Immanuel | | | | | | | |
H79 | Christ [God], whose glory fills the skies [sky] | | | | | | | |
H80 | We bless the prophet of the Lord | | | | | | | |
H81 | Join all the glorious names | | | | | | | |
H82 | Behold, the sin atoning Lamb | | | | | | | |
H83 | Contemplate, saints, the source divine | | | | | | | |
H84 | Not all the blood of beast [beasts], On Jewish altars | | | | | | | |
H85 | A good High-Priest is [has] come | | | | | | | |
H86 | Come, let us join in songs of praise | | | | | | | |
H87 | Where high the heavenly temple stands The house | | | | | | | |
H88 | With joy we meditate the [thy] grace | | | | | | | |
H89 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
H90 | The righteousness the atoning blood | | | | | | | |
H91 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
H92 | Deep are the wounds which [that] sin has [hath] made | | | | | | | |
H93 | Jesus, the Spring of joys divine | | | | | | | |
H94 | The Savior, O what endless [boundless] charms | | | | | | | |
H95 | Gentle Jesus, how I love thee, Words cannot my love express | | | | | | | |
H96 | Jesus my Love, my chief delight | | | | | | | |
H97 | Savior divine, we know Thy name | | | | | | | |
H98 | Hail, sovereign love, that first began | | | | | | | |
H99 | And is the gospel peace and love | | | | | | | |
H100 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
H101 | The Lord is my Shepherd, his kindness I know | | | | | | | |
H102 | Come, let our hearts and voices join | | | | | | | |
H103 | One there is above all others, well [who] deserves | | | | | | | |
H104 | Blest be the Savior's sacred name | | | | | | | |
H105 | What wisdom, majesty and grace | | | | | | | |
H106 | Enslaved by sin and bound in chains | | | | | | | |
H107 | Ye saints, proclaim abroad | | | | | | | |
H108 | Raise your triumphant songs | | | | | | | |
H109 | Mortals, awake, with angels join | | | | | | | |
H110 | Brightest and best of the sons [stars] of the morning | | | | | | | |
H111 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |
H112 | Behold the woman's promised seed | | | | | | | |
H113 | To us a child is born from heaven | | | | | | | |
H114 | Behold, the grace appears [appear] | | | | | | | |
H115 | Hark, the glad sound, the Savior's come | | | | | | | |
H116 | Now be the God of Isr'l blest | | | | | | | |
H117 | Awake, awake the sacred song | | | | | | | |
H118 | Dark was the night, and cold the ground | | | | | | | |
H119 | Many woes had Christ endured | | | | | | | |
H120 | Immortal God, on thee we call | | | | | | | |
H121 | Without blood is no remission | | | | | | | |
H122 | O Lord, when faith with fixed eyes | | | | | | | |
H123 | Stretched on the cross the Savior dies [died] | | | | | | | |
H124 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
H125 | Sinners rejoice, it's ['tis] Christ that died | | | | | | | |
H126 | Behold the amazing sight, The Savior lifted high | | | | | | | |
H127 | And did the Holy and the Just | | | | | | | |
H128 | Jesus, in thee our eyes behold | | | | | | | |
H129 | Tis finished, so the Savior cried, and meekly | | | | | | | |
H130 | In the cross of Christ I [we] glory, towering | | | | | | | |
H131 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
H132 | Go to Golgotha, and weep | | | | | | | |
H133 | 'Tis finished, the Redeemer cries | | | | | | | |
H134 | Christ the [our] Lord is [has] risen today, [Alleluia] [Sons of men] | | | | | | | |
H135 | How calm and beautiful the morn | | | | | | | |
H136 | He lives, the [that] great Redeemer [Creator] lives | | | | | | | |
H137 | I know that my Redeemer lives, what comfort this | | | | | | | |
H138 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
H139 | Our Lord is risen from the dead, Our Jesus [Savior] is gone | | | | | | | |
H140 | Far, far beyond these lower skies | | | | | | | |
H141 | With transport, Lord, our souls proclaim | | | | | | | |
H142 | Rejoice, the Lord is King, Your God [Lord] and King adore | | | | | | | |
H143 | Jesus, the Lord, our souls adore | | | | | | | |
H144 | The head that once was crowned with thorns | | | | | | | |
H145 | With what delight I raise my eyes | | | | | | | |
H146 | Hail, thou once despised Jesus | | | | | | | |
H147 | Great God, to what a glorious height | | | | | | | |
H148 | Now to the Lord, that [who] makes [made] us know | | | | | | | |
H149 | Lo he comes with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
H150 | Lo he cometh countless trumpets | | | | | | | |
H151 | Let songs of praises fill the sky | | | | | | | |
H152 | The blessed Spirit, like the wind | | | | | | | |
H153 | Great Spirit, through whose mighty power | | | | | | | |
H154 | Eternal Spirit, we confess | | | | | | | |
H155 | Dear Lord, and shall thy Spirit rest in such [this] a wretched heart as mine | | | | | | | |
H156 | Spirit of faith, come down | | | | | | | |
H157 | Come Holy Ghost, all quickening fire | | | | | | | |
H158 | Holy Ghost, dispel [disperse] our sadness | | | | | | | |
H159 | The God of grace will never leave | | | | | | | |
H160 | Come, Holy Spirit, calm my mind | | | | | | | |
H161 | Gracious Spirit, Love divine | | | | | | | |
H162 | Holy Ghost, with light [love] [power] divine | | | | | | | |
H163 | Eternal Spirit, God of truth | | | | | | | |
H164 | Great Father of each perfect gift | | | | | | | |
H165 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
H166 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers | | | | | | | |
H167 | When the blest day of Pentecost | | | | | | | |
H168 | Keep silence, all created things | | | | | | | |
H169 | In songs of sublime adoration and praise | | | | | | | |
H170 | Behold the potter molds the clay | | | | | | | |
H171 | Who shall the Lord's elect condemn | | | | | | | |
H172 | How vast the benefits divine, which we | | | | | | | |
H173 | Lord, when my [our] raptured thought surveys | | | | | | | |
H174 | Adam in Paradise was placed, Our natural | | | | | | | |
H175 | Almighty Father, gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
H176 | Resistless Sovereign of the skies | | | | | | | |
H177 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |