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101 | O! for a shout of sacred joy | | | | | | | |
102 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
103 | Return, O God of love, return | | | | | | | |
104 | With tears of anguish I lament | | | | | | | |
105 | And will the Lord thus condescend | | | | | | | |
106 | Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
107 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
108 | O Thou, whose tender mercy hears | | | | | | | |
109 | Amazing grace! how sweet the sound | | | | | | | |
110 | When any turn from Sion's way | | | | | | | |
111 | Alas! and did my Savior bleed | | | | | | | |
112 | What shall I render to my God | | | | | | | |
113 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
114 | Plunged in a gulf of dark despair | | | | | | | |
115 | Our God, our help in ages past | | | | | | | |
116 | Long have I sat beneath the sound | | | | | | | |
117 | Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray | | | | | | | |
118 | Permit me, Lord, to seek Thy face | | | | | | | |
119 | Submissive to thy will, my God | | | | | | | |
120 | Now shall my solemn vows be paid | | | | | | | |
121 | And are we wretches yet alive? | | | | | | | |
122 | Thou lovely Source of true delight | | | | | | | |
123 | Awake, my heart, arise, my tongue | | | | | | | |
124 | My God, the spring of all my joys | | | | | | | |
125 | In vain we lavish out our lives | | | | | | | |
126 | Whilst thee I seek, protecting Pow'r! | | | | | | | |
127 | Didst thou, dear Jesus, suffer shame | | | | | | | |
128 | Lord, I have made thy word my choice | | | | | | | |
129 | Now from the altar of our hearts | | | | | | | |
130 | Behold, what condescending love | | | | | | | |
131 | Dearest of all the names above | | | | | | | |
132 | Why should the children of a King | | | | | | | |
133 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
134 | Come, let our hearts and voices join | | | | | | | |
135 | My soul lies cleaving to the dust | | | | | | | |
136 | The Spirit breathes upon the word | | | | | | | |
137 | There is a house not made with hands | | | | | | | |
138 | Why do we mourn departing friends | | | | | | | |
139 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
140 | Dark was the night, and cold the ground | | | | | | | |
141 | Give me the wings of faith, to rise | | | | | | | |
142 | The Saviour! O what endless charms | | | | | | | |
143 | Come, let us lift our joyful eyes | | | | | | | |
144 | Hosanna to the Prince of light | | | | | | | |
145 | Joy to the world, the Lord is come | | | | | | | |
146 | Sing to the Lord in joyful strains | | | | | | | |
147 | All hail the pow'r of Jesus' name | CORONATION | | | | | | |
148 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs | | | | | | | |
149 | Sweet was the time, when first I felt | | | | | | | |
150 | Come, thou Desire of all thy saints | | | | | | | |
151 | Christ and his cross is all our theme | | | | | | | |
152 | God of my life, my morning song | | | | | | | |
153 | Lord, we confess our numerous faults | | | | | | | |
154 | Lord, when we bend before thy throne | | | | | | | |
155 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
156 | This is the day the Lord hath made | | | | | | | |
157 | Let them neglect thy glory, Lord | | | | | | | |
158 | Great God! how infinite art thou! | | | | | | | |
159 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
160 | I waited patient for the Lord | | | | | | | |
161 | How oft, alas! this wretched heart | | | | | | | |
162 | Alas! what hourly dangers rise | | | | | | | |
163 | O Lord, I would delight in thee | | | | | | | |
164 | There is a fountain fill'd with blood | FOUNTAIN | | | | | | |
165 | Father, I sing thy wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
166 | How large the promise, how divine | | | | | | | |
167 | Dear Refuge of my weary soul | | | | | | | |
168 | How condescending and how kind | | | | | | | |
169 | The Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want | | | | | | | |
170 | Father, how wide thy glory shines! | | | | | | | |
171 | Come, shout aloud the Father's grace | | | | | | | |
172 | Come, ye that love the Saviour's name | | | | | | | |
173 | O! how I love thy holy law! | | | | | | | |
174 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
175 | Come, let us join our friends above | | | | | | | |
176 | My Saviour, my almighty Friend | | | | | | | |
177 | How sad our state by nature is! | | | | | | | |
178 | O! that I knew the secret place | | | | | | | |
179 | Bless'd are the souls who hear and know | | | | | | | |
180 | Whence do our mournful thoughts arise? | | | | | | | |
181 | Behold the glories of the Lamb | | | | | | | |
182 | Early, my God, without delay | | | | | | | |
183 | Thou art my portion, O my God | | | | | | | |
184 | O God of Bethel, by whose hand | | | | | | | |
185 | Ye hearts, with youthful vigor warm | | | | | | | |
186 | How helpless guilty nature lies | | | | | | | |
187 | O Lord, our languid souls inspire | | | | | | | |
188 | O thou who driest the mourner's tear | | | | | | | |
189 | Almighty Father, gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
190 | Let children hear the mighty deeds | | | | | | | |
191 | Through all the changing scenes of life | | | | | | | |
192 | Sovereign of all the worlds on high | | | | | | | |
193 | How sweet and awful is the place | | | | | | | |
194 | Salvation! O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
195 | I love the Lord: He heard my cries | | | | | | | |
196 | Come, happy souls, approach your God | | | | | | | |
197 | I'm not ashamed to own my Lord | | | | | | | |
198 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
199 | Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands | | | | | | | |
200 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |