# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A Babe [Boy] is born in Bethlehem | | | | | | | |
d2 | A few more years shall roll | | | | | | | |
d3 | A mighty fortress is our God | | | | | | | |
d4 | Abide with me, fast falls the eventide | | | | | | | |
d5 | Abide with us, our Savior, Nor let Thy [your] mercy | | | | | | | |
d6 | Above the clear blue sky, In heaven's serene | | | | | | | |
d7 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d8 | All praise to thee, my God, this night | | | | | | | |
d9 | Almighty God, in humble prayer | | | | | | | |
d10 | Angel voices, ever singing | | | | | | | |
d11 | Angels from the realms of glory | | | | | | | |
d12 | Around the throne of God in heaven, thousands | | | | | | | |
d13 | As with gladness men of old | | | | | | | |
d14 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
d15 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | | | |
d16 | Blest day of God, most calm, most [and] bright | | | | | | | |
d17 | Brightest and best of the sons [stars] of the morning | | | | | | | |
d18 | Christ the [our] Lord is [has] risen today, [Alleluia] [Sons of men] | | | | | | | |
d19 | Christian children must be holy | | | | | | | |
d20 | Christian, seek not yet repose | | | | | | | |
d21 | Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
d22 | Come hither, ye faithful, triumphantly sing | | | | | | | |
d23 | Come, Holy Spirit, come; O hear my [our] humble [an infant's] prayer | | | | | | | |
d24 | Come, let us sing of Jesus, While hearts and accents blend | | | | | | | |
d25 | Come, magnify the Savior's love | | | | | | | |
d26 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
d27 | Come, Thou long expected Jesus [Savior], Born to set thy people free | | | | | | | |
d28 | Come, ye [you] faithful, raise the strain | | | | | | | |
d29 | Dear children, evermore, In God your | | | | | | | |
d30 | Fading, still fading, the last [vesper] beam is shining | | | | | | | |
d31 | Fairest Lord Jesus, Ruler of all nature | | | | | | | |
d32 | Father, who the light this day | | | | | | | |
d33 | For a season called to part | | | | | | | |
d34 | From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies | | | | | | | |
d35 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d36 | Gentle Jesus [Jesu], meek and mild, Look upon | | | | | | | |
d37 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
d38 | Glory and praise and honor | | | | | | | |
d39 | Glory to God upon his throne | | | | | | | |
d40 | Glory to the Father give, God, in whom | | | | | | | |
d41 | Golden harps are sounding | | | | | | | |
d42 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d43 | Hail the day that sees him rise | | | | | | | |
d44 | Hail to the Lord's anointed | | | | | | | |
d45 | Hallelujah, fairest morning | | | | | | | |
d46 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
d47 | Hark, ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
d48 | Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
d49 | Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King | | | | | | | |
d50 | Hark, what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
d51 | Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, Early | | | | | | | |
d52 | Holy Spirit, Lord of light, from thy [the] clear | | | | | | | |
d53 | Hosanna to the living Lord | | | | | | | |
d54 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d55 | Humble praises, holy Jesus, Infant voices raise | | | | | | | |
d56 | I know that my Redeemer lives, what comfort this | | | | | | | |
d57 | I love to hear the story | | | | | | | |
d58 | I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
d59 | I will take the path | | | | | | | |
d60 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
d61 | In holy contemplation we sweetly now pursue | | | | | | | |
d62 | Jerusalem, the golden, with milk and honey blest | | | | | | | |
d63 | Jesus Christ hath lived and died | | | | | | | |
d64 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d65 | Jesus loves me, this I know, For the Bible | | | | | | | |
d66 | Jesus, meek and gentle | | | | | | | |
d67 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
d68 | Jesus, tender shepherd, hear us | | | | | | | |
d69 | Jesus, the very [only] thought of Thee [You] | | | | | | | |
d70 | Jesus, thou joy of loving hearts | | | | | | | |
d71 | Jesus, when he left the sky | | | | | | | |
d72 | Joy fills our inmost hearts today | | | | | | | |
d73 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
d74 | Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
d75 | Let me go, let me go, Lord, to me | | | | | | | |
d76 | Light of light enlighten me | | | | | | | |
d77 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Fill our | | | | | | | |
d78 | Lord God, the Holy Ghost! In this accepted | | | | | | | |
d79 | Lord Jesus Christ, with us abide | | | | | | | |
d80 | Lord, to whom except to thee | | | | | | | |
d81 | Lord, to whom except to thee | | | | | | | |
d82 | Lord, with glowing heart I'd [I] [I'll] praise thee | | | | | | | |
d83 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
d84 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d85 | My God, my Father [My God and Father], while [whilst] [though] I stray [pray] | | | | | | | |
d86 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d87 | Now thank we all our God | | | | | | | |
d88 | Now the day is over, Night is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
d89 | Now we bring our Christmas treasures | | | | | | | |
d90 | O day of rest [peace] and gladness | | | | | | | |
d91 | [O] God, who [that] madest [made the] earth and heaven [sky] | | | | | | | |
d92 | [O] God, who [that] madest [made the] earth and heaven [sky] | | | | | | | |
d93 | O Jesus, King most wonderful | | | | | | | |
d94 | O Lamb of God, most holy, All free from spot and stain | | | | | | | |
d95 | O thou who by a star didst guide | | | | | | | |
d96 | O thou who through this holy week | | | | | | | |
d97 | O what praises shall we render | | | | | | | |
d98 | Once in royal David's city stood a lowly cattle shed | | | | | | | |
d99 | Open now [wide] thy [the] [your] gates of beauty | | | | | | | |
d100 | Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed | | | | | | | |