# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d2 | All spotless, innocent and pure | | | | | | | |
d3 | All the week we spend | | | | | | | |
d4 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d5 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d6 | And must this body die | | | | | | | |
d7 | And shall we dwell together | | | | | | | |
d8 | Around the throne of God in heaven, thousands | | | | | | | |
d9 | At length the opening spring has come | | | | | | | |
d10 | Awake, awake, your bed forsake | | | | | | | |
d11 | Be kind to each other | | | | | | | |
d12 | Be kind to thy father, for now he is old | | | | | | | |
d13 | Blessed Savior, who [thou] hast taught me | | | | | | | |
d14 | Call Jehovah thy salvation | | | | | | | |
d15 | Chide mildly the erring | | | | | | | |
d16 | Child of sin and sorrow, Filled with dismay | | | | | | | |
d17 | Children have you read the story | | | | | | | |
d18 | Children hear the melting story | | | | | | | |
d19 | Christ, of all my hopes the ground | | | | | | | |
d20 | Come away to the skies, my beloved, arise | | | | | | | |
d21 | Come, children, can't you rise and tell | | | | | | | |
d22 | Come children raise your voices high | | | | | | | |
d23 | Come every pious heart | | | | | | | |
d24 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
d25 | Come rejoice in the Lord | | | | | | | |
d26 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
d27 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d28 | Come to Calvary's holy mountain, Sinners ruined by the fall | | | | | | | |
d29 | Come, ye children, and adore him, Lord of all, he reigns above | | | | | | | |
d30 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
d31 | Dark night away hath rolled | | | | | | | |
d32 | Dear children, tis a fearful thing | | | | | | | |
d33 | Dear Father, e're we part, Now [O] let thy grace | | | | | | | |
d34 | Dear mother, earth's so beautiful | | | | | | | |
d35 | Delay not, delay not: O sinner [drunkard] draw near | | | | | | | |
d36 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d37 | From the cross uplifted high | | | | | | | |
d38 | Gently, Lord, O gently lead us | | | | | | | |
d39 | God doth make the wind blow | | | | | | | |
d40 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
d41 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d42 | Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning | | | | | | | |
d43 | Hail to the Lord's anointed | | | | | | | |
d44 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
d45 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
d46 | Hark, 'tis the angel's song | | | | | | | |
d47 | Hark, what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
d48 | Haste [Hasten], [O] sinner [sinners] [now] to be wise | | | | | | | |
d49 | Hasten, Lord, the glorious time | | | | | | | |
d50 | Here we suffer grief and pain; Here we meet to part again | | | | | | | |
d51 | Here we throng to praise the Lord | | | | | | | |
d52 | Holy and bright is the softened light | | | | | | | |
d53 | Holy Bible, book divine, Precious treasure, thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d54 | Hosannas were by children sung | | | | | | | |
d55 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
d56 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d57 | How pleasant thus to dwell below | | | | | | | |
d58 | How sweet is the Sabbath, the morning [season] of rest | | | | | | | |
d59 | How sweet is the Sabbath to me | | | | | | | |
d60 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
d61 | I saw one hanging on a [the] tree | | | | | | | |
d62 | I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
d63 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
d64 | In the hour of keenest sorrow | | | | | | | |
d65 | It thunders, but I tremble not | | | | | | | |
d66 | Jesus died my soul to save | | | | | | | |
d67 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d68 | Jesus, when a little child | | | | | | | |
d69 | Laden with guilt, and full of fears | | | | | | | |
d70 | Lamb of God, whose bleeding [dying] love | | | | | | | |
d71 | Like snow that falls where waters glide | | | | | | | |
d72 | Lo he comes from heaven descending sent to judge | | | | | | | |
d73 | Lo the mighty God appearing | | | | | | | |
d74 | Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing | | | | | | | |
d75 | Lord, I look for all to thee | | | | | | | |
d76 | Lord of mercy and of might, of mankind | | | | | | | |
d77 | Maker of the Sabbath day | | | | | | | |
d78 | Mary to her [the] Savior's tomb | | | | | | | |
d79 | Men of God, go take your stations | | | | | | | |
d80 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
d81 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d82 | My father raised his trembling hand | | | | | | | |
d83 | My country, 'tis of thee | | | | | | | |
d84 | My soul, repeat His praise Whose mercies are so | | | | | | | |
d85 | Not all the blood of beast [beasts], On Jewish altars | | | | | | | |
d86 | Now be the gospel banner | | | | | | | |
d87 | Now is past the time of teaching | | | | | | | |
d88 | O gracious Lord of all | | | | | | | |
d89 | O praise ye the Lord, Prepare your glad voice | | | | | | | |
d90 | O thou who didst uphold my way | | | | | | | |
d91 | O turn that [thy] little foot aside | | | | | | | |
d92 | O welcome, welcome, holy day | | | | | | | |
d93 | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
d94 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d95 | On the mountain [mountain's] top appearing | | | | | | | |
d96 | Once was heard the songs of children | | | | | | | |
d97 | One there is above all others, well [who] deserves | | | | | | | |
d98 | Rejoice, rejoice, the promised time is coming | | | | | | | |
d99 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d100 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |