# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d201 | Hail, sovereign love, that formed the plan | | | | | | | |
d202 | Hail to the Lord's anointed | | | | | | | |
d203 | Happy the heart where graces reign | | | | | | | |
d204 | Hark, ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
d205 | Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
d206 | Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King | | | | | | | |
d207 | Hark, the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
d208 | Hark, the voice of Jesus crying Who will go and work today | | | | | | | |
d209 | Hark, what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
d210 | Haste [Hasten], [O] sinner [sinners] [now] to be wise | | | | | | | |
d211 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
d212 | He knelt, the Savior knelt and prayed | | | | | | | |
d213 | He lives, the [that] great Redeemer [Creator] lives | | | | | | | |
d214 | He who on earth as man was known | | | | | | | |
d215 | Hear me, O God, nor hide thy face | | | | | | | |
d216 | Hear, O sinner, mercy hails [calls] you | | | | | | | |
d217 | Hear what God the Lord hath [has] spoken | | | | | | | |
d218 | Here at thy cross, my dying God | | | | | | | |
d219 | High in the heavens, eternal God | | | | | | | |
d220 | High in yonder realms of light | | | | | | | |
d221 | Holy and reverend is the name | | | | | | | |
d222 | Holy Bible, book divine, Precious treasure, thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d223 | Holy Father, thou hast taught me [us] | | | | | | | |
d224 | Holy Ghost, the Infinite | | | | | | | |
d225 | Holy Ghost, thou Source of light | | | | | | | |
d226 | Holy Ghost, with light [love] [power] divine | | | | | | | |
d227 | Holy Lamb who thee receive | | | | | | | |
d228 | Holy Spirit, Lord of light, from thy [the] clear | | | | | | | |
d229 | Holy Spirit, Love divine, Let thy light within me | | | | | | | |
d230 | How are thy servants blest, O Lord [God] | | | | | | | |
d231 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
d232 | How beauteous were [are] the marks divine | | | | | | | |
d233 | How blest the righteous when he dies | | | | | | | |
d234 | How blest the sacred tie that binds | | | | | | | |
d235 | How calm and beautiful the morn | | | | | | | |
d236 | How can I sink with such a prop | | | | | | | |
d237 | How charming is the place | | | | | | | |
d238 | How condescending, and how kind | | | | | | | |
d239 | How did my heart rejoice to hear | | | | | | | |
d240 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d241 | How gentle God's commands | | | | | | | |
d242 | How heavy is the night | | | | | | | |
d243 | How helpless guilty [fallen] nature lies | | | | | | | |
d244 | How honored is the place | | | | | | | |
d245 | How large the promise, how divine | | | | | | | |
d246 | How oft, alas, this [our] wretched [sinful] [wicked] heart | | | | | | | |
d247 | How pleasant, how [and] divinely fair | | | | | | | |
d248 | How pleasant 'tis to see | | | | | | | |
d249 | How pleased and blest was I | | | | | | | |
d250 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
d251 | How sad our state [fate] by nature is | | | | | | | |
d252 | How shall the sons of men appear | | | | | | | |
d253 | How shall the young secure their hearts | | | | | | | |
d254 | How sweet and awful [holy] [sacred] is the place | | | | | | | |
d255 | How sweet, how [and] heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
d256 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d257 | How sweet to leave the world awhile | | | | | | | |
d258 | How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound | | | | | | | |
d259 | How swiftly the torrent rolls | | | | | | | |
d260 | How wondrous great, how glorious bright | | | | | | | |
d261 | How wondrous was the burning zeal | | | | | | | |
d262 | I am waiting by the river, and | | | | | | | |
d263 | I cannot always trace the way | | | | | | | |
d264 | I do not see, O Savior dear | | | | | | | |
d265 | I heard the voice of Jesus say, come unto me and rest | | | | | | | |
d266 | I know that my Redeemer lives, he lives who once was | | | | | | | |
d267 | I lay my sins on Jesus | | | | | | | |
d268 | I love the Lord, he heard my cries | | | | | | | |
d269 | I love the volume [volumes] of thy word | | | | | | | |
d270 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
d271 | I love to hear the story which angel [heavenly] voices tell | | | | | | | |
d272 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
d273 | I once was a stranger to grace and to God | | | | | | | |
d274 | I saw one hanging on a [the] tree | | | | | | | |
d275 | I send the joys of earth away | | | | | | | |
d276 | I sing the almighty power of God | | | | | | | |
d277 | I stand on Zion's mount | | | | | | | |
d278 | I thirst, but not as once I did | | | | | | | |
d279 | I want a heart to pray | | | | | | | |
d280 | I was a wandering sheep | | | | | | | |
d281 | I worship thee, sweet [O] will of God | | | | | | | |
d282 | I would love thee, God and Father | | | | | | | |
d283 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
d284 | If human kindness meets return | | | | | | | |
d285 | If Jesus be my friend, and I to him belong | | | | | | | |
d286 | If thou impart thyself to me, No other good I need | | | | | | | |
d287 | If, through unruffled seas, Toward heaven we calmly sail | | | | | | | |
d288 | I'll praise my Maker with my [while I've] [whilst I've] breath | | | | | | | |
d289 | I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger, I can tarry | | | | | | | |
d290 | I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my home | | | | | | | |
d291 | I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
d292 | In all my [our] vast concerns with thee | | | | | | | |
d293 | In heavenly love abiding | | | | | | | |
d294 | In holy contemplation we sweetly now pursue | | | | | | | |
d295 | In sleep's serene oblivion laid | | | | | | | |
d296 | In the Christian's home in [of] glory | | | | | | | |
d297 | In the closet's hushed seclusion | | | | | | | |
d298 | In the cross of Christ I [we] glory, towering | | | | | | | |
d299 | In vain I search creation o'er | | | | | | | |
d300 | In vain we seek for peace with God By methods of our own | | | | | | | |