# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
I | To God the universal king | | | | | | | |
II | Eternal God! Almighty cause | | | | | | | |
III | Thou art, O God! a spirit pure | | | | | | | |
IV | Lord, thou hast been thy childrens God | | | | | | | |
V | Great former of this various frame | | | | | | | |
VI | Thy name, how infinite they be | | | | | | | |
VII | Ye servants of your God, his fame | | | | | | | |
VIII | Lord, thou with an unerring beam | | | | | | | |
IX | Keep silence all created things | | | | | | | |
X | Glory to the eternal king | | | | | | | |
XI | Wait, O my soul, thy maker's will | | | | | | | |
XII | Ye humble souls, approach your God | | | | | | | |
XIII | Awake, my soul, in joyful lays | | | | | | | |
XIV | When the eternal bows the skies | | | | | | | |
XV | Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song | | | | | | | |
XVI | Lord, and am I yet alive | | | | | | | |
XVII | Holy and reverend is the name | | | | | | | |
XVIII | Great God, my maker, and my King | | | | | | | |
XIX | Ye humble saints, proclaim abroad | | | | | | | |
XX | What is our God, or what his name | | | | | | | |
XXI | When first the God of boundless grace | | | | | | | |
XXII | Father of glory, to thy name | | | | | | | |
XXIII | God is a name my soul adores | | | | | | | |
XXIV | Great Author of th' immortal mind! | | | | | | | |
XXV | My grateful tongue, immortal King | | | | | | | |
XXVI | Eternal Power! whose high abode | | | | | | | |
XXVII | Look up, ye saints, direct your eyes | | | | | | | |
XXVIII | Lord, thy pervading knowledge strikes | | | | | | | |
XXIX | Eternal wisdom thee we praise | | | | | | | |
XXX | Ye sons of men, with joy record | | | | | | | |
XXXI | Thy ways, O Lord, with wise design | | | | | | | |
XXXII | Lord, when our raptur'd thought surveys | | | | | | | |
XXXIII | Thro' all the various shifting scene | | | | | | | |
XXXIV | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
XXXV | Great God of Providence! thy ways | | | | | | | |
XXXVI | How are thy servant's bless'd, O Lord | | | | | | | |
XXXVII | Almighty father, gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
XXXVIII | Adam our father and our head | | | | | | | |
XXXIX | With tears of anguish I lament | | | | | | | |
XL | Astonish'd and distress'd | | | | | | | |
XLI | What jarring natures dwell within | | | | | | | |
XLII | Arise, my tenderest thoughts, arise | | | | | | | |
XLIII | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
XLIV | When Israel thro' the desert pass'd | | | | | | | |
XLV | Let avarice from shore to shore | | | | | | | |
XLVI | Father of mercies, in thy word | | | | | | | |
XLVII | That God, who made the worlds on high | | | | | | | |
XLVIII | Thy Sire, and her who brought thee forth | | | | | | | |
XLIX | Raise, thoughtless sinner, raise thine eye | | | | | | | |
L | Here, Lord, my soul convicted stands | | | | | | | |
LI | No strength of nature can suffice | | | | | | | |
LII | Curst be the man, for ever curst | | | | | | | |
LIII | Israel in ancient days | | | | | | | |
LIV | God, in the gospel of his Son | | | | | | | |
LV | Jesus, th' eternal Son of God | | | | | | | |
LVI | On Sion, his most holy mount | | | | | | | |
LVII | Blow ye the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
LVIII | Loud let the tuneful trumpet sound | | | | | | | |
LIX | What wisdom, majesty and grace | | | | | | | |
LX | What shall the dying sinner do | | | | | | | |
LXI | Shall Atheists dare insult the cross | | | | | | | |
LXII | How happy are we | | | | | | | |
LXIII | Who shall condemn to endless flames | | | | | | | |
LXIV | O my distrustful heart | | | | | | | |
LXV | Sons we are, thro' God's election | | | | | | | |
LXVI | The God of Abraham praise | | | | | | | |
LXVII | My God, the covenant of thy love, | | | | | | | |
LXVIII | O Lord my God, whose sov'reign love | | | | | | | |
LXIX | Now begin the heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
LXX | Enslav'd by sin and bound in chains | | | | | | | |
LXXI | Hark! the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
LXXII | 'Tis finish'd so the Savior cried | | | | | | | |
LXXIII | Shall Jesus descend from the skies | | | | | | | |
LXXIV | O thou, who didst thy glory leave | | | | | | | |
LXXV | Hail! thou once despised Jesus | | | | | | | |
LXXVI | Father, God, who seest in me | | | | | | | |
LXXVII | Hail! mighty Jesus; how divine | | | | | | | |
LXXVIII | Once as the Savior pass'd along | | | | | | | |
LXXIX | When some kind shepherd from his fold | | | | | | | |
LXXX | As on the cross the Savior hung | | | | | | | |
LXXXI | Dear Savior, we are thine | | | | | | | |
LXXXII | To God, my Savior and my king | | | | | | | |
LXXXIII | Wherewith O Lord, shall I draw near | | | | | | | |
LXXXIV | Jesus, thy blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
LXXXV | Great God of wonders! all thy ways | | | | | | | |
LXXXVI | How oft, alas, this wretched heart | | | | | | | |
LXXXVII | Forgiveness! 'tis a joyful sound | | | | | | | |
LXXXVIII | My sorrows like a flood | | | | | | | |
LXXXIX | My Savior, let me hear thy voice | | | | | | | |
XC | What mean these jealousies and fears | | | | | | | |
XCI | Let others boast their ancient line | | | | | | | |
XCII | Sovereign of all the worlds on high | | | | | | | |
XCIII | Hark! for 'tis God's own son that calls | | | | | | | |
XCIV | Blessed are the sons of God | | | | | | | |
XCV | Not all the nobles of the earth | | | | | | | |
XCVI | Our heavenly father calls | | | | | | | |
XCVII | My rising soul, with strong desires | | | | | | | |
XCVIII | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
XCIX | O that I knew the secret place | | | | | | | |
C | Where shall we sinners hide our heads | | | | | | | |