Social Hymns, Original and Selected

#	Text	Tune
d1	A few more years shall roll
d2	According to Thy gracious word, In meek humility
d3	After the Christian's tears
d4	After the joys of the earth
d5	Ah this heart is void and chill
d6	All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall
d7	Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved
d8	And is it so, a little while
d9	And must I be to judgment brought
d10	And will the Judge descend [ascend]
d11	Around thy grave, Lord Jesus
d12	Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep
d13	Be thou, O God, exalted high
d14	Before Jehovah's awful throne
d15	Behold what wondrous grace
d16	Blest are the sons of peace
d17	Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow
d18	Bread of [for] the world, in mercy broken
d19	Brethren, while we sojourn here
d20	Broad is the road [stream] that leads to death [wrath]
d21	Buried beneath the yielding wave
d22	By faith I view my Savior dying
d23	By thy stripes, O bleeding Lord
d24	Christian, the morn breaks sweetly [gently] o'er thee
d25	Come, all ye friends of Zion
d26	Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove
d27	Come, my brethren, let us try
d28	Come, saith [said] [says] Jesus' sacred voice
d29	Come thou fount of every blessing
d30	Come to the ark, come to the ark, To Jesus come away
d31	Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded
d32	Dark brood the heavens o'er thee
d33	Day of redemption, when shall we behold
d34	Day of wrath, of clouds and gloom
d35	Depth of mercy, can there be, Mercy still reserved for me?
d36	Eternal power and majesty
d37	Far beyond these sea-girt islands
d38	Father of mercies, bow thine ear
d39	Father, whate'er of earthly bliss
d40	For us, the Lamb of God did bleed
d41	Forever here my rest shall [will] be, close
d42	Forsaken, anguish torn
d43	From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies
d44	From Calvary a [the] cry was heard
d45	From the cross uplifted high
d46	Give me again to drink the cup
d47	Glory to thee, my [our] God [O Lord], this night [day]
d48	Go, labor on, spend and be spent
d49	Go, my soul, go every day
d50	God of the morning, at whose [thy] voice
d51	Great God, what do I [we] see and hear
d52	Great King of glory, hear the prayer
d53	Great leader of the war-worn throng
d54	Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning
d55	Hail to the Lord's anointed
d56	Hail, wondrous love, that first began
d57	Hark, I hear the angels sing Joyful news
d58	Hark, ten thousand harps and voices
d59	He dies, the friend of sinners dies
d60	Heart oppressed with griefs, and broken
d61	Here at thy cross, my dying God
d62	Hills of the north, rejoice
d63	Ho reapers of life's harvest why stand with rested blade
d64	How beauteous are their [his] feet
d65	How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey
d66	How sweet, how [and] heavenly is the sight
d67	How sweet the melting lay
d68	I am baptized into thy name
d69	I love to steal awhile away
d70	I see the crowd in Pilate's hall
d71	I shall rest, I shall rest, When the Christian's
d72	I want a principle within
d73	If I in thy likeness, O Lord, may awake
d74	In all my Lord's appointed ways
d75	In expectation sweet
d76	In the cross of Christ I [we] glory, towering
d77	Jerusalem, divine abode, the city
d78	Jerusalem, the golden, Jerusalem, the blest
d79	Jesu, whose glory's streaming rays
d80	Jesus, at thy command
d81	Jesus, in whom the Godhead's rays
d82	Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone
d83	Jesus, refuge of my soul
d84	Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come
d85	Just as thou art, without one trace Of love or joy
d86	Lamb of God, whose bleeding [dying] love
d87	Let all that wait the coming King
d88	Let party names no more
d89	Let thy Spirit, blessed Savior, come
d90	Let Zion's watchman all awake
d91	Life is the time to serve the Lord
d92	Lift the voice and sound the trumpet
d93	List ye mortals, hear the sound
d94	List, ye who languish mid sorrows and tears
d95	Lo he comes with clouds descending
d96	Lo on a narrow neck of land
d97	Lonely and weary by sorrows oppressed
d98	Lord, I hear of [that] [the] showers of blessing
d99	Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high
d100	Lord of the harvest, hear thy needy servants' cry