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I.194 | Once more, my soul, the rising day salutes thy waking eyes | | | | | | | |
I.195 | Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray | | | | | | | |
I.196 | See how the morning [mounting] [rising] sun | | | | | | | |
I.197 | My God, how endless [lasting] is thy love | | | | | | | |
I.198 | Awake, my soul, to meet the day | | | | | | | |
I.199 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
I.200 | Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest | | | | | | | |
I.201 | The Savior meets his flock today | | | | | | | |
I.202 | Come Holy Ghost, our [my] [these] heart [hearts] inspire, Let us thy influence prove | | | | | | | |
I.203 | The counsels of redeeming grace | | | | | | | |
I.204 | Father of mercies, in thy [your] word | | | | | | | |
I.205 | I long to behold him arrayed with glory | | | | | | | |
I.206 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
I.207 | My span of life will soon be done [o'er] | | | | | | | |
I.208 | How happy is the pilgrim's lot | | | | | | | |
I.209 | And am I born to die | | | | | | | |
I.210 | And am I only born to die | | | | | | | |
I.211 | And let this feeble body fail | | | | | | | |
I.212 | Rejoice for a brother deceased | | | | | | | |
I.213 | Shrinking from the cold hand of death | | | | | | | |
I.214 | The morning flowers display their sweets | | | | | | | |
I.215 | Thy life I read, my dearest [blessed] [gracious)],Lord | | | | | | | |
I.216 | Thou Judge of quick and dead | | | | | | | |
I.217 | He comes, he comes, the judge severe | | | | | | | |
I.218 | And must I be to judgment brought | | | | | | | |
I.219 | The great archangel's trump shall sound | | | | | | | |
I.220 | Woe to the men on earth who dwell | | | | | | | |
I.221 | Behold with awful pomp | | | | | | | |
II.10 | The wonders Lord thy love has wrought | | | | | | | |
II.11 | The Lord, the Judge, before his throne | | | | | | | |
II.12 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
II.13 | O thou who hearest when sinners cry | | | | | | | |
II.14 | O God of mercy, hear my [our] call | | | | | | | |
II.15 | Let sinners take their course | | | | | | | |
II.16 | When overwhelmed with grief | | | | | | | |
II.17 | Early, my God, without delay | | | | | | | |
II.18 | Good is [the Lord] the heavenly King | | | | | | | |
II.19 | Father, I sing thy wondrous grace I bless my Savior's name | | | | | | | |
II.20 | My Savior, my almighty Friend | | | | | | | |
II.21 | God, my supporter and my hope | | | | | | | |
II.22 | Let children hear the mighty deeds | | | | | | | |
II.23 | Great God, attend, while Zion sings [children sing] [here we sing] | | | | | | | |
II.24 | Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King | | | | | | | |
II.25 | Come sound his praise [name] abroad, And hymns | | | | | | | |
II.26 | To our Almighty Maker, God, new honors be addressed | | | | | | | |
II.27 | Let Zion and her sons rejoice | | | | | | | |
II.28 | Bless, O my [each] soul, the living God | | | | | | | |
II.29 | O bless the Lord, my soul | | | | | | | |
II.30 | From age to age exalt his name | | | | | | | |
II.31 | Would you behold the works of God | | | | | | | |
II.32 | Thy works of glory, mighty Lord | | | | | | | |
II.33 | Thrice happy man [name] who fears the Lord | | | | | | | |
II.34 | I love the Lord, he heard my cries | | | | | | | |
II.35 | What shall I render to my God for all his kindness shown | | | | | | | |
II.36 | From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies | | | | | | | |
II.37 | Thy name, Almighty Lord [God], shall sound | | | | | | | |
II.38 | The Lord appears my helper now | | | | | | | |
II.39 | Behold the sure foundation stone | | | | | | | |
II.40 | This is the day the Lord hath [has] made, He calls | | | | | | | |
II.41 | See what a living stone | | | | | | | |
II.42 | Lo what a glorious corner stone [cornerstone] | | | | | | | |
II.43 | How did my heart rejoice to hear | | | | | | | |
II.44 | Out of the deeps of long distress | | | | | | | |
II.45 | Is there ambition in my heart | | | | | | | |
II.46 | Where shall we go to seek and find | | | | | | | |
II.47 | Lo what an entertaining sight | | | | | | | |
II.48 | My God, what inward grief I feel | | | | | | | |
II.49 | Long as I live I'll bless thy name | | | | | | | |
II.50 | Let every tongue thy goodness speak | | | | | | | |
II.51 | Behold the glories of the Lamb, Amidst [amid] his father's throne | | | | | | | |
II.52 | Behold, the grace appears [appear] | | | | | | | |
II.53 | Naked as from the earth we came | | | | | | | |
II.54 | Great God, I own thy sentence just | | | | | | | |
II.55 | Let me but hear my [the] Savior say | | | | | | | |
II.56 | Hosanna to the royal Son | | | | | | | |
II.57 | O for an overcoming faith | | | | | | | |
II.58 | Lord, at thy temple we appear, As happy Simon came | | | | | | | |
II.59 | Awake my heart, arise my tongue | | | | | | | |
II.60 | Lo, what a glorious sight appears | | | | | | | |
II.61 | Death may dissolve my body now, And bear my spirit home | | | | | | | |
II.62 | I lift my banner [banners], saith the Lord | | | | | | | |
II.63 | Whence do our mournful thoughts arise | | | | | | | |
II.64 | What happy men, or angels, these | | | | | | | |
II.65 | Awake, our souls, away our fears | | | | | | | |
II.66 | How strong thine arm is, mighty God | | | | | | | |
II.67 | To God the only wise, our Savior and our King | | | | | | | |
II.68 | 'Twas the commission of our [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
II.69 | When we are raised from deep distress | | | | | | | |
II.70 | Our souls shall magnify the Lord, In God the Savior | | | | | | | |
II.71 | Behold what wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
II.72 | Let him embrace my soul, and prove | | | | | | | |
II.73 | Thou whom my soul admires above | | | | | | | |
II.74 | The voice of my beloved sounds | | | | | | | |
II.75 | Hark, the Redeemer from on high | | | | | | | |
II.76 | Often I seek my Lord by night | | | | | | | |
II.77 | Kind is the speech of Christ our Lord | | | | | | | |
II.78 | We are a garden walled around | | | | | | | |
II.79 | The wondering world enquires [inquires] to know | | | | | | | |
II.80 | When strangers stand and hear me tell | | | | | | | |
II.81 | Now in the [thy] galleries of his grace | | | | | | | |