# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d102 | Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King | | | | | | | |
d103 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
d104 | Hark, 'tis our heavenly Leader's voice | | | | | | | |
d105 | Hark, whence that sound | | | | | | | |
d106 | Has death another trophy won | | | | | | | |
d107 | He comes, he comes, the judge severe | | | | | | | |
d108 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
d109 | Head of thy [the] church triumphant | | | | | | | |
d110 | Hear, gracious God [Lord], my humble moan [prayer] | | | | | | | |
d111 | Hear what the Lord the great Amen | | | | | | | |
d112 | Hearts of stone, relent, relent | | | | | | | |
d113 | Here at thy table, Lord, we meet to feed | | | | | | | |
d114 | His master taken from his head, Elisha saw | | | | | | | |
d115 | Ho, everyone that thirsts, draw nigh | | | | | | | |
d116 | Hosanna to Jesus, I am filled with his praise | | | | | | | |
d117 | How are thy servants blest, O Lord [God] | | | | | | | |
d118 | How blest is our brother | | | | | | | |
d119 | How hast thou, Lord, from year to year | | | | | | | |
d120 | How long, thou faithful God, shall I | | | | | | | |
d121 | How oft, alas, this [our] wretched [sinful] [wicked] heart | | | | | | | |
d122 | How sad our state [fate] by nature is | | | | | | | |
d123 | How soft the word [words] my [our] Savior speaks | | | | | | | |
d124 | How sweetly along the gay mead | | | | | | | |
d125 | How swiftly the torrent rolls | | | | | | | |
d126 | I asked the Lord that I might grow | | | | | | | |
d127 | I want a principle within | | | | | | | |
d128 | In vain my [the] fancy strives to paint The moment after death | | | | | | | |
d129 | Indulgent God, to thee we pray | | | | | | | |
d130 | Indulgent Sovereign of the skies And wilt thou bow thy gracious ear | | | | | | | |
d131 | Is this a theme of mirth | | | | | | | |
d132 | Jesus accept the praise | | | | | | | |
d133 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d134 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
d135 | Jesus, full of all compassion | | | | | | | |
d136 | Jesus grant us all a blessing | | | | | | | |
d137 | Jesus, let thy pitying eye | | | | | | | |
d138 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d139 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d140 | Jesus, since thou art still today as yesterday | | | | | | | |
d141 | Jesus, thy blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
d142 | Kindred in Christ, for his dear [name's] sake | | | | | | | |
d143 | Let coward guilt, with pallid fear | | | | | | | |
d144 | Let Zion's watchman all awake | | | | | | | |
d145 | Life is a span, a fleeting hour | | | | | | | |
d146 | Lo another year has gone | | | | | | | |
d147 | Lo he comes with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
d148 | Lo he cometh countless trumpets | | | | | | | |
d149 | Lord, assist us with thy blessing | | | | | | | |
d150 | Lord, at thy feet in dust I lie | | | | | | | |
d151 | Lord, at thy table I [we] behold The wonders of thy grace | | | | | | | |
d152 | Lord, I cannot let thee go Till a blessing thou bestow | | | | | | | |
d153 | Lord, in the days of youth | | | | | | | |
d154 | Lord of all worlds, incline thy bounteous ear | | | | | | | |
d155 | Lord of hosts, how lovely fair | | | | | | | |
d156 | Lord of the earth, and sea, and skies | | | | | | | |
d157 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
d158 | Lord, what our ears have heard | | | | | | | |
d159 | Loud let the tuneful trumpet sound | | | | | | | |
d160 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
d161 | Lovely is the face of nature | | | | | | | |
d162 | Master supreme, I look to thee | | | | | | | |
d163 | Mercy, O thou Son of David | | | | | | | |
d164 | Mortals, awake, with angels join | | | | | | | |
d165 | My flying years, time urges on | | | | | | | |
d166 | My God, thy service well demands | | | | | | | |
d167 | None that embark at God's command | | | | | | | |
d168 | Now begin the heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
d169 | Now faintly smile day's hasty hours | | | | | | | |
d170 | Now, Lord, to whom for help I call | | | | | | | |
d171 | Now the Savior stands [standeth] [standing] a-pleading [and pleading] | | | | | | | |
d172 | O careless sinner [sinners], come, pray [and] now attend | | | | | | | |
d173 | O charity, thou [the] heavenly grace | | | | | | | |
d174 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
d175 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d176 | O glorious hope of perfect [heavenly] love | | | | | | | |
d177 | O God, my God, my all thou art | | | | | | | |
d178 | O God, we praise thee and confess | | | | | | | |
d179 | O happy Church, celestial bride | | | | | | | |
d180 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d181 | O Jesus, my Savior, to Thee I submit | | | | | | | |
d182 | O Lord, our languid souls inspire | | | | | | | |
d183 | O make me, Lord, what I should be | | | | | | | |
d184 | O my soul, what means this sadness | | | | | | | |
d185 | O tell me no more of this [the] world's vain [vain world's] store | | | | | | | |
d186 | O thou, before whose gracious throne | | | | | | | |
d187 | O thou, in whom the gentiles trust | | | | | | | |
d188 | O thou to whose all searching sight | | | | | | | |
d189 | O Thou, whose tender mercy hears | | | | | | | |
d190 | O what a pleasure 'tis to see Christians in harmony agree | | | | | | | |
d191 | O wonder of wonders, astonished I gaze | | | | | | | |
d192 | On wings of faith, mount up, my soul, and rise | | | | | | | |
d193 | Once more we keep the sacred day That saw the Savior rise | | | | | | | |
d194 | ôTis finished, so the Savior cried, and meekly | | | | | | | |
d195 | Our Father, throned above the sky [skies] | | | | | | | |
d196 | Our Father, whose eternal sway | | | | | | | |
d197 | Our little bark, on boisterous seas | | | | | | | |
d198 | Our Lord is risen from the dead, Our Jesus [Savior] is gone | | | | | | | |
d199 | Our souls by [in] love together knit [drawn] [joined] | | | | | | | |
d200 | Praise ye the Lord ye immortal choir | | | | | | | |
d201 | Proclaim my gospel saith the Lord | | | | | | | |