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d1 | A soldier of the cross am I | | | | | | | |
d2 | Ah, give my Lord, my sins to mourn | | | | | | | |
d3 | Ah reign wherever man is found | | | | | | | |
d4 | Almighty love inspire My heart [soul] with sacred fire [pure desire] | | | | | | | |
d5 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d6 | Approach, my soul, the mercy seat | | | | | | | |
d7 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d8 | Be merciful, O God, to me | | | | | | | |
d9 | Begone, unbelief, [for] my [our] Savior is near | | | | | | | |
d10 | Behold that great and awful day | | | | | | | |
d11 | Behold the pilgrim when he dies | | | | | | | |
d12 | Behold the Savior lies | | | | | | | |
d13 | Behold, the warlike trumpets blow | | | | | | | |
d14 | Beside the gospel pool Appointed for the poor | | | | | | | |
d15 | Blest is the man whose tender heart | | | | | | | |
d16 | Bold soldiers all, on you I call | | | | | | | |
d17 | Bright scenes of glory strike my sense | | | | | | | |
d18 | Bright stars of eve, your lucid rays | | | | | | | |
d19 | Burst, ye emerald [pearly] gates, and bring | | | | | | | |
d20 | Cheer up my soul, there is a mercy seat | | | | | | | |
d21 | Children of God renounce your fear | | | | | | | |
d22 | Come all ye who labor with sin's heavy weight | | | | | | | |
d23 | Come, all ye [you] mourning pilgrims [sinners] round [now] | | | | | | | |
d24 | Come, all ye [you] wandering [mourning] [Christian], pilgrims dear | | | | | | | |
d25 | Come all ye [you] weary travellers | | | | | | | |
d26 | Come, all you weary pilgrims | | | | | | | |
d27 | Come and taste along with me, consolation running free | | | | | | | |
d28 | Come friends and relations let us [come] join heart and hand | | | | | | | |
d29 | Come, let us lift our joyful eyes Up to the [To heavenly] courts above | | | | | | | |
d30 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
d31 | Come, poor sinners, seek salvation | | | | | | | |
d32 | Come, saints and sinners, hear me tell | | | | | | | |
d33 | Come, Thou long expected Jesus | | | | | | | |
d34 | Come, we [ye] [you] that love the Lord indeed | | | | | | | |
d35 | Come, ye happy race Who are ransomed | | | | | | | |
d36 | Come, ye that love the Savior's name | | | | | | | |
d37 | Courage, my soul, behold the prize | | | | | | | |
d38 | Day of judgment, day of wonders | | | | | | | |
d39 | Dear brethren and sisters, who love my dear Savior | | | | | | | |
d40 | Dear refuge of my [the] weary soul, On thee, when sorows rise | | | | | | | |
d41 | Dearest Jesus, though unseen, My believing heart must love thee | | | | | | | |
d42 | Death! He [it] is the king of terror [terrors], And a terror to all kings | | | | | | | |
d43 | Don't you see my Jesus coming | | | | | | | |
d44 | Encompassed with clouds of distress | | | | | | | |
d45 | Enlisted into the cause of sin | | | | | | | |
d46 | Ere God had built the mountains | | | | | | | |
d47 | Fain, O my babe [child], I'd have thee know | | | | | | | |
d48 | Far from the world, O Lord, I [I'd] [we] flee | | | | | | | |
d49 | Farewell, my brethren, beloved of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d50 | Farewell, my [dear] brethren in the Lord | | | | | | | |
d51 | Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand | | | | | | | |
d52 | Farewell, vain world, I'm going home, My Savior smiles | | | | | | | |
d53 | Father of peace, and God of love | | | | | | | |
d54 | Father, to thee my soul I lift | | | | | | | |
d55 | From Egypt lately freed [fled] | | | | | | | |
d56 | From whence doth [does] this [the] union arise | | | | | | | |
d57 | From whence these dire portents around [direful omens round] | | | | | | | |
d58 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
d59 | Glory to thee, my [our] God [O Lord], this night [day] | | | | | | | |
d60 | God and his law are my delight | | | | | | | |
d61 | God of my [our] life, to [on] thee I [we] call | | | | | | | |
d62 | Gracious Lord, incline thine ear | | | | | | | |
d63 | Great God, to thee my evening song | | | | | | | |
d64 | Hail, God the Father, glorious light | | | | | | | |
d65 | Hail, happy believer in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d66 | Happy souls, how fast you go | | | | | | | |
d67 | Happy the heart where graces reign | | | | | | | |
d68 | Hark, listen to the trumpeters They sound for volunteers | | | | | | | |
d69 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
d70 | Hark, 'tis the Son of God that calls | | | | | | | |
d71 | He that has [hath] God his Guardian made | | | | | | | |
d72 | Hear what God the Lord hath [has] spoken | | | | | | | |
d73 | Heralds of the King of kings, preach the peace | | | | | | | |
d74 | Hosanna to Jesus, I am filled with his praise | | | | | | | |
d75 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d76 | How happy are the new born race | | | | | | | |
d77 | How happy [happy's] every child of grace, who [that] feels [knows] his sins forgiven | | | | | | | |
d78 | How sweet is the cordial of love | | | | | | | |
d79 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d80 | Hungry, and faint and poor | | | | | | | |
d81 | I am on my way to heaven, My sins | | | | | | | |
d82 | I long to see the season [seasons] come when sinners | | | | | | | |
d83 | I love the Lord, is still the strain | | | | | | | |
d84 | I love thee, I love thee, I love thee my Love [Lord] | | | | | | | |
d85 | I sing my Savior's wondrous death | | | | | | | |
d86 | If ever pity moved thee | | | | | | | |
d87 | I'm tired with [of] visits, modes and forms | | | | | | | |
d88 | In evil long I took delight | | | | | | | |
d89 | In the floods of tribulation | | | | | | | |
d90 | In the house of king David a fountain | | | | | | | |
d91 | In what confusion earth appears | | | | | | | |
d92 | I've listed [enlisted] in the holy war | | | | | | | |
d93 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
d94 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d95 | Jesus grant us all a blessing | | | | | | | |
d96 | Jesus, I fain would find | | | | | | | |
d97 | Jesus, while he dwelt below | | | | | | | |
d98 | King of Salem, bless my soul | | | | | | | |
d99 | Legion was my name, by nature | | | | | | | |
d100 | Let thy Kingdom, blessed Savior | | | | | | | |