# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | Again the Lord of life and light | | | | | | | |
d2 | Ah tell me no more | | | | | | | |
d3 | Awake, our souls, away our fears | | | | | | | |
d4 | Before Jehovah's awful throne | | | | | | | |
d5 | Blest are the sons of peace | | | | | | | |
d6 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
d7 | Come, let us bless the Lord | | | | | | | |
d8 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
d9 | Come, ye that love the Savior's name | | | | | | | |
d10 | Dark brood the heavens o'er thee | | | | | | | |
d11 | Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness | | | | | | | |
d12 | Firm as the earth thy [the] gospel stands | | | | | | | |
d13 | Friend after friend departs | | | | | | | |
d14 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d15 | Give glory to God in the highest | | | | | | | |
d16 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
d17 | Go, tune thy voice to sacred song | | | | | | | |
d18 | Go watch and pray, thou canst not tell | | | | | | | |
d19 | God of tbe nations, bow thine ear | | | | | | | |
d20 | God of the seas, thy [thine awful] thundering | | | | | | | |
d21 | Grace, 'tis a charming [cheering] [joyful] [pleasing] sound | | | | | | | |
d22 | Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning | | | | | | | |
d23 | Happy soul, thy days are ended [ending] | | | | | | | |
d24 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
d25 | Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims | | | | | | | |
d26 | Hearken, Lord, to my complaints | | | | | | | |
d27 | Heralds of Christ the Lord | | | | | | | |
d28 | Hosannas were by children sung | | | | | | | |
d29 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d30 | How pleasant 'tis to see | | | | | | | |
d31 | How pleased and blest was I | | | | | | | |
d32 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
d33 | I love the Lord, whose gracious ear | | | | | | | |
d34 | I love to look abroad | | | | | | | |
d35 | I sing the almighty power of God | | | | | | | |
d36 | I'll praise my Maker with my [while I've] [whilst I've] breath | | | | | | | |
d37 | I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
d38 | In God's own house pronounce his praise | | | | | | | |
d39 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d40 | Let Zion and her sons rejoice | | | | | | | |
d41 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Fill our | | | | | | | |
d42 | Lord of the worlds above, How pleasant and how fair | | | | | | | |
d43 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
d44 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
d45 | My God, my Father, blissful [blessed] [cheering] name | | | | | | | |
d46 | My soul before thee prostrate lies | | | | | | | |
d47 | Not to our names thou only just and true | | | | | | | |
d48 | Now let us strike the cheerful strain | | | | | | | |
d49 | O Jesus, our King, these offerings we bring | | | | | | | |
d50 | O Lord, I will praise thee and hallow thy name | | | | | | | |
d51 | O Lord, in sorrow I resign | | | | | | | |
d52 | O sacred day of rest, Bright antepast of heaven | | | | | | | |
d53 | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
d54 | Parting soul, the flood awaits [floods await] thee | | | | | | | |
d55 | Plunged in a [the] gulf of dark [deep] despair | | | | | | | |
d56 | Praise ye the Lord, 'tis good to raise your [our] hearts and voices | | | | | | | |
d57 | Rejoice in the Lord, believe in his word | | | | | | | |
d58 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
d59 | Roll on, thou mighty ocean, And as thy billows | | | | | | | |
d60 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
d61 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
d62 | The rosy light is dawning | | | | | | | |
d63 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
d64 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
d65 | Thine earthly Sabbath [Sabbaths], Lord we love | | | | | | | |
d66 | Thou art gone to the grave but we will not deplore thee | | | | | | | |
d67 | Though the watch their guard are keeping | | | | | | | |
d68 | Time is winging us away | | | | | | | |
d69 | To Jesus, the crown of my [our] hope | | | | | | | |
d70 | Up to the hills I lift mine eyes, the eternal hills beyond the skies | | | | | | | |
d71 | Upward I lift mine [my] eyes | | | | | | | |
d72 | Wait, my soul [heart] upon the Lord | | | | | | | |
d73 | When my cries ascend to thee | | | | | | | |
d74 | When the calmness of evening lulls nature to rest | | | | | | | |
d75 | When the harvest is past and the summer is o'er | | | | | | | |
d76 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
d77 | Why that soul's commotion | | | | | | | |
d78 | Wretched, helpless, and distressed | | | | | | | |
d79 | Ye hearts with youthful vigor warm | | | | | | | |
d80 | Ye sons of men, with joy record | | | | | | | |
d81 | Ye that delight to serve the Lord | | | | | | | |
d82 | Ye [You] servants of God [Christ] your Master proclaim | | | | | | | |
d83 | Yes, I will extol thee, Lord of life and light | | | | | | | |
d84 | Zion, dreary and in anguish | | | | | | | |