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201 | Hark! what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
202 | Brightest and best of the sons of the morning | | | | | | | |
203 | Hark! hark! the notes of joy | | | | | | | |
204 | Angels, from the realms of glory | | | | | | | |
205 | Calm on the listening ear of night | | | | | | | |
206 | Hark! what celestial sounds | | | | | | | |
207 | Hark! the herald angels sing | | | | | | | |
208 | Behold, the grace appears | | | | | | | |
209 | Hail, thou long-expected Jesus | | | | | | | |
210 | And did the holy and the just | | | | | | | |
211 | Hark! the glad sound! the Saviour comes | | | | | | | |
212 | Not to condemn the sons of men | | | | | | | |
213 | Joy to the world! the Lord is come! | | | | | | | |
214 | Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands | | | | | | | |
215 | Behold, the Prince of Peace | | | | | | | |
216 | The true Messiah now appears | | | | | | | |
217 | The race that long in darkness pined | | | | | | | |
218 | And didst thou, Jesus, condescend | | | | | | | |
219 | 'Tis midnight; and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
220 | Beyond where Cedron's waters flow | | | | | | | |
221 | Dark was the night, and cold the ground | | | | | | | |
222 | He knelt; the Saviour knelt and prayed | | | | | | | |
223 | Behold th'amazing sight | | | | | | | |
224 | Behold the Saviour of mankind | | | | | | | |
225 | Hark! the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
226 | Stretched on the cross, the Saviour dies | | | | | | | |
227 | "Stricken, smitten, and afflicted" | | | | | | | |
228 | Hark! from yonder mount arise | | | | | | | |
229 | From whence these direful omens round | | | | | | | |
230 | " 'Tis finished!"-- so the Saviour cried | | | | | | | |
231 | Like sheep we went astray | | | | | | | |
232 | He dies!--the Friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
233 | Morning breaks upon the tomb | | | | | | | |
234 | Angels, roll the rock away | | | | | | | |
235 | Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day | | | | | | | |
236 | Yes, the Redeemer rose | | | | | | | |
237 | "The Lord is risen indeed" | | | | | | | |
238 | Hosanna! let us join to sing | | | | | | | |
239 | The Sun of Righteousness appears | | | | | | | |
240 | Blest morning, whose young dawning rays | | | | | | | |
241 | Awake, our drowsy souls | | | | | | | |
242 | Hosanna to the Prince of light | | | | | | | |
243 | The happy morn is come | | | | | | | |
244 | Now for a tune of lofty praise | | | | | | | |
245 | Wide, ye heavenly gates, unfold | | | | | | | |
246 | Lift up your heads, eternal gates | | | | | | | |
247 | Lord, when thou didst ascend on high | | | | | | | |
248 | O for a shout of sacred joy | | | | | | | |
249 | O ye immortal throng | | | | | | | |
250 | Beyond the glittering, starry sky | | | | | | | |
251 | Nature with open volume stands | | | | | | | |
252 | Now to the power of God Supreme | | | | | | | |
253 | No more, my God, I boast no more | | | | | | | |
254 | Not all the blood of beasts | | | | | | | |
255 | Deep in our hearts let us record | | | | | | | |
256 | Behold, the sin-atoning Lamb | | | | | | | |
257 | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned | | | | | | | |
258 | How shall the sons of men appear | | | | | | | |
259 | Jesus, th'eternal Son of God | | | | | | | |
260 | Behold what pity touched the heart | | | | | | | |
261 | Arise, my soul, arise | | | | | | | |
262 | God's holy law, transgressed | | | | | | | |
263 | Come, guilty sinners, come and see | | | | | | | |
264 | Jesus, to thy wounds I fly | | | | | | | |
265 | Sovereign Ruler, Lord of all | | | | | | | |
266 | Lord, we confess our numerous faults | | | | | | | |
267 | Salvation is forever nigh | | | | | | | |
268 | Come, happy souls, approach your God | | | | | | | |
269 | Raise your triumphant songs | | | | | | | |
270 | Inscribed upon the cross we see | | | | | | | |
271 | In the cross of Christ I glory | | | | | | | |
272 | In vain we seek for peace with God | | | | | | | |
273 | Behold, behold the Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
274 | There is a fountain filled with blood | | | | | | | |
275 | Now begin the heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
276 | O Christ, what gracious words | | | | | | | |
277 | Salvation! O, the joyful sound! | | | | | | | |
278 | Christ, whose glory fills the skies | | | | | | | |
279 | Deep are the wounds which sin has made | | | | | | | |
280 | Thou art the way; to thee alone | | | | | | | |
281 | Jesus, my truth, my way | | | | | | | |
282 | Rock of ages, cleft for me | | | | | | | |
283 | Behold the gift of God | | | | | | | |
284 | Still nigh me, O my Saviour, stand | | | | | | | |
285 | Jesus, refuge of my soul | | | | | | | |
286 | See, from Zion's sacred mountain | | | | | | | |
287 | When sins and fears, prevailing, rise | | | | | | | |
288 | Jesus, where'er thy people meet | | | | | | | |
289 | A Friend there is--your voices join | | | | | | | |
290 | My soul, with joy attend | | | | | | | |
291 | While my Redeemer's near | | | | | | | |
292 | To thee, my Shepherd and my Lord | | | | | | | |
293 | We sing the Saviour's love | | | | | | | |
294 | He lives! he lives! and sits above | | | | | | | |
295 | The Saviour lives, no more to die | | | | | | | |
296 | He lives! the great Redeemer lives! | | | | | | | |
297 | Now let our cheerful eyes survey | | | | | | | |
298 | With joy we meditate the grace | | | | | | | |
299 | Jesus, thou source of calm repose | | | | | | | |
300 | Jesus, the Conqueror, reigns | | | | | | | |