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d1 | A fountain in Jesus, which runs always [always runs] free | | | | | | | |
d2 | Adieu, my dear brethren, adieu | | | | | | | |
d3 | Afflictions, though they seem severe | | | | | | | |
d4 | Almighty love inspire My heart [soul] with sacred fire [pure desire] | | | | | | | |
d5 | Am I indeed born from above | | | | | | | |
d6 | Among the Judah [Jewish] captives [nation], One Daniel | | | | | | | |
d7 | An early summons Jesus sends | | | | | | | |
d8 | Approach, my soul, the mercy seat | | | | | | | |
d9 | Arise and shine, O Zion fair | | | | | | | |
d10 | Arise, my soul, to Pisgah's height | | | | | | | |
d11 | As fades the landscape from the sight | | | | | | | |
d12 | As near to Calvary I pass | | | | | | | |
d13 | At Jacob's well a stranger sought | | | | | | | |
d14 | Awake, my soul, and hear the sigh | | | | | | | |
d15 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d16 | Awake, O guilty world, awake | | | | | | | |
d17 | Awaked by Sinai's awful sound | | | | | | | |
d18 | Behold the awful day is coming | | | | | | | |
d19 | Bemoaning the state of the dead | | | | | | | |
d20 | Brethren, see my Jesus coming | | | | | | | |
d21 | Camp meetings with success are crowned | | | | | | | |
d22 | Camp meetings with thy presence crown | | | | | | | |
d23 | Christians, view this solemn scene | | | | | | | |
d24 | Come and taste along with me, consolation running free | | | | | | | |
d25 | Come and taste along with me, the weary pilgrims consolation | | | | | | | |
d26 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
d27 | Come, humble souls, ye mourners, come | | | | | | | |
d28 | Come, my brethren, let us try | | | | | | | |
d29 | Come, my Christian brethren, come | | | | | | | |
d30 | Come, my Christian friends and brethren | | | | | | | |
d31 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
d32 | Come sinners leave your carnal songs | | | | | | | |
d33 | Come, we [ye] [you] that love the Lord indeed | | | | | | | |
d34 | Daniel's wisdom may I know, Stephen's faith | | | | | | | |
d35 | Dark and thorny [stormy] is the desert | | | | | | | |
d36 | Dear friends for a week we must part | | | | | | | |
d37 | Death cannot make our souls afraid, If God be with us there | | | | | | | |
d38 | Death may dissolve my body now, And bear my spirit home | | | | | | | |
d39 | Don't you see my Jesus coming | | | | | | | |
d40 | Drooping souls no longer grieve, Heaven | | | | | | | |
d41 | Earth has engrossed my love too long | | | | | | | |
d42 | Farewell, dear friend [friends], I must be gone | | | | | | | |
d43 | From all that's mortal, all that's vain | | | | | | | |
d44 | From the regions of love, lo, an angel descended | | | | | | | |
d45 | Give glory to Jesus our Head | | | | | | | |
d46 | Glory to Jesus for his love | | | | | | | |
d47 | Hail, sovereign love, that first began | | | | | | | |
d48 | Hail the blest morn when [see] the great Mediator | | | | | | | |
d49 | Hail to the Lord's anointed | | | | | | | |
d50 | Hear what the voice from heaven declares | | | | | | | |
d51 | Heaven has confirmed the great [dread] decree | | | | | | | |
d52 | His vestments of righteousness | | | | | | | |
d53 | Hosanna to Jesus, I am filled with his praise | | | | | | | |
d54 | How blest are they whose hearts are clean | | | | | | | |
d55 | How can I vent my grief | | | | | | | |
d56 | How dreadful is the thought of death | | | | | | | |
d57 | How painfully pleasing the fond recollection Of youthful connections [emotions] | | | | | | | |
d58 | How sweet, how [and] heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
d59 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d60 | In evil long I took delight | | | | | | | |
d61 | In life's gay dawn [morn] when [blooming] sprightly youth | | | | | | | |
d62 | Is there anybody here like weeping Mary | | | | | | | |
d63 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
d64 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
d65 | Jesus grant us all a blessing | | | | | | | |
d66 | Kindred in Christ, for his dear [name's] sake | | | | | | | |
d67 | Let thy Kingdom, blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
d68 | Listed into the cause of sin | | | | | | | |
d69 | Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing | | | | | | | |
d70 | Lord, what a wretched land is this | | | | | | | |
d71 | Lord, when together here we meet | | | | | | | |
d72 | Mercy, O thou Son of David | | | | | | | |
d73 | Mid [midst] scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
d74 | My days, my [and] weeks, my [and] months, my [and] years | | | | | | | |
d75 | My soul doth in Jesus rejoice | | | | | | | |
d76 | My soul, this curious house of clay | | | | | | | |
d77 | Now begin the heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
d78 | Now, pilgrims, let us go in peace | | | | | | | |
d79 | O for a breeze of heavenly love | | | | | | | |
d80 | O give me, Lord, my sins to mourn | | | | | | | |
d81 | O hearken sinners, we have come [cause] to warn you of your danger | | | | | | | |
d82 | O shall we pine away, And languish | | | | | | | |
d83 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
d84 | O what amazing love it this, On earth I taste immortal bliss | | | | | | | |
d85 | O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above | | | | | | | |
d86 | Our Father, who in heaven art, All hallowed be | | | | | | | |
d87 | Our souls by [in] love together knit [drawn] [joined] | | | | | | | |
d88 | Poor mourning souls, in deep distress | | | | | | | |
d89 | Pray cast a look upon that bier | | | | | | | |
d90 | Savior, visit Thy [our] plantation, grant us Lord, a gracious rain | | | | | | | |
d91 | Saw ye [you] my Savior, saw ye [you] my Savior | | | | | | | |
d92 | See, the eternal Judge descending | | | | | | | |
d93 | Servant of God, well done, thy glorious warfare's past | | | | | | | |
d94 | Stop, poor sinner [sinners], stop and think | | | | | | | |
d95 | Sweet rivers of redeeming love | | | | | | | |
d96 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
d97 | The Christian's transport | | | | | | | |
d98 | The glorious day is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
d99 | The Lord into his garden comes | | | | | | | |
d100 | The morning sun rose bright and clear | | | | | | | |