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1 | Great God! how infinite are thou! | | | | | | | |
2 | Lord, raise my soul above the ground | | | | | | | |
3 | God is my everlasting King | | | | | | | |
4 | Keep silence, all created things | | | | | | | |
5 | The Lord, descending from above | | | | | | | |
6 | God's ways are just, his counsels wise | | | | | | | |
7 | God shall alone the refuge be | | | | | | | |
8 | Great God; my Maker and my King | | | | | | | |
9 | Awake, my soul, in joyful lays | | | | | | | |
10 | 'Twas with an everlasting love | | | | | | | |
11 | Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song | | | | | | | |
12 | All glory to mercy we bring | | | | | | | |
13 | God's mercy is for ever sure | | | | | | | |
14 | Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
15 | How shall I praise the eternal God | | | | | | | |
16 | The Father is a holy God | | | | | | | |
17 | O Love, beyond conception great | | | | | | | |
18 | Now to the Lord a noble song! | | | | | | | |
19 | Behold the glories of the Lamb | | | | | | | |
20 | Ere the blue heavens were stretch'd abroad | | | | | | | |
21 | The wondering world inquires to know | | | | | | | |
22 | When mourners stand and hear me tell | | | | | | | |
23 | A man there is, a real Man | | | | | | | |
24 | Why should the children of a King | | | | | | | |
25 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
26 | Eternal Spirit! we confess | | | | | | | |
27 | Come, Holy Spirit, come | | | | | | | |
28 | Bless'd Spirit of truth, eternal God | | | | | | | |
29 | Descend from heaven, celestial Dove | | | | | | | |
30 | The soul that with sincere desires | | | | | | | |
31 | A form of words, though e'er so sound | | | | | | | |
32 | Whatever prompts the soul to pride | | | | | | | |
33 | Bless'd be the Father, and his love | | | | | | | |
34 | To comprehend the great THREE-ONE | | | | | | | |
35 | Come, thou almighty King | | | | | | | |
36 | Hark! the herald angles sing | | | | | | | |
37 | Let earth and heaven combine | | | | | | | |
38 | Behold! the grace appears | | | | | | | |
39 | Come, ye redeemed of the Lord | | | | | | | |
40 | How blest is the season at which we appear | | | | | | | |
41 | My God, my Creator, the heavens did bow | | | | | | | |
42 | Let avarice, from shore to shore | | | | | | | |
43 | Precious Bible! what a treasure | | | | | | | |
44 | Here, Lord, my soul convicted stands | | | | | | | |
45 | How can ye hope, deluded souls | | | | | | | |
46 | Lord, how secure my conscience was | | | | | | | |
47 | Curs'd be the man, for ever curs'd | | | | | | | |
48 | What curses doth the law denounce | | | | | | | |
49 | The law demands a weighty debt | | | | | | | |
50 | The law by Moses came | | | | | | | |
51 | What wisdom, majesty, and grace | | | | | | | |
52 | The gospel brings tidings to each wounded soul | | | | | | | |
53 | This is the word of truth and love | | | | | | | |
54 | I'm not ashamed to own my Lord | | | | | | | |
55 | Come, guilty souls, and flee away | | | | | | | |
56 | Let every open ear attend | | | | | | | |
57 | What shall the dying sinner do | | | | | | | |
58 | Bless'd are the souls that hear and know | | | | | | | |
59 | Blow ye the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
60 | All the elected train | | | | | | | |
61 | 'Twas fix'd in God's eternal mind | | | | | | | |
62 | Space and duration God doth fill | | | | | | | |
63 | There's not a sparrow nor a worm | | | | | | | |
64 | Sovereign Ruler of the Skies | | | | | | | |
65 | Expand, my soul, arise and sing | | | | | | | |
66 | Deep in the everlasting mind | | | | | | | |
67 | Our Jesus loves his dear elect | | | | | | | |
68 | How happy are we, our election who see | | | | | | | |
69 | Sons we are, through God's election | | | | | | | |
70 | Thrice comfortable hope | | | | | | | |
71 | Jesus, the Man of constant grief | | | | | | | |
72 | Who shall the Lord's elect condemn? | | | | | | | |
73 | Jesus, we bless thy Father's name | | | | | | | |
74 | But few among the carnal wise | | | | | | | |
75 | Behold the potter and the clay | | | | | | | |
76 | There is a period known to God | | | | | | | |
77 | Brethren, would you know your stay | | | | | | | |
78 | Fix'd was the eternal state of man | | | | | | | |
79 | Behold what wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
80 | Blessed are the sons of God | | | | | | | |
81 | Well, canst thou read thy heart | | | | | | | |
82 | Rejoice, ye saints, in every state | | | | | | | |
83 | How oft have sin and Satan strove | | | | | | | |
84 | 'Tis mine, the covenant of his grace | | | | | | | |
85 | Our God, how firm his promise stands | | | | | | | |
86 | The covenant of free grace | | | | | | | |
87a | With David's Lord and ours | | | | | | | |
87b | O! the mysterious depths of grace | | | | | | | |
88 | How wondrous are the works of God | | | | | | | |
89 | When Adam by transgression fell | | | | | | | |
90 | Now begin the heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
91 | Poor, weak, and worthless though I am | | | | | | | |
92 | Who is this fair one in distress | | | | | | | |
93 | Hark! the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
94 | Arise, my soul, my joyful powers | | | | | | | |
95 | And did the Holy and the Just | | | | | | | |
96 | Now I have found the grund wherein | | | | | | | |
97 | 'Tis finish'd! the Messiah dies! | | | | | | | |
98 | Let the world their virtue boast | | | | | | | |
99 | Blessed Jesus! thee we sing | | | | | | | |