# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
101 | God, in the gospel of his [the] Son | | | | | | | |
102 | The heavens declare thy glory, Lord, in every star | | | | | | | |
103 | The starry firmament on high | | | | | | | |
104 | I love the sacred book of God | | | | | | | |
105 | Now let my soul, eternal King | | | | | | | |
106 | Upon the gospel's sacred page | | | | | | | |
107 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
108 | Thou lovely Source of true delight | | | | | | | |
109 | How shall the young secure their hearts | | | | | | | |
110 | Father of mercies, in thy [your] word | | | | | | | |
111 | A glory gilds the sacred page | | | | | | | |
112 | Almighty God, thy [your] word is cast [sown, spread] | | | | | | | |
113 | Blest are the souls that [who] hear and know | | | | | | | |
114 | Father of heaven! whose love profound | | | | | | | |
115 | With deepest reverence at thy throne | | | | | | | |
116 | O holy, holy, holy, Lord | | | | | | | |
117 | There is a God, all nature speaks | | | | | | | |
118 | What finite power, with ceaseless toil | | | | | | | |
119 | Lord, thou hast searched, and seen me [us] through | | | | | | | |
120 | God of my life, to thee belong [belongs] | | | | | | | |
121 | May not the sovereign Lord on high | | | | | | | |
122 | Come, O my [our] soul [souls], in sacred [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
123 | Thou, Lord, who rearest the mountains' height | | | | | | | |
124 | Wait, O my soul, thy [the] Maker's will | | | | | | | |
125 | Kingdoms and thrones to God belong | | | | | | | |
126 | Lord, how mysterious are Thy ways | | | | | | | |
127 | The Lord, how wondrous are his ways | | | | | | | |
128 | Lord of all being, throned afar | | | | | | | |
129 | While thee I [we] seek, protecting power | | | | | | | |
130 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
131 | When morning's first and hallowed ray | | | | | | | |
132 | Father of mercies, God of love, My [Our] Father and my [our] God | | | | | | | |
133 | God, in the high and holy place | | | | | | | |
134 | How are thy servants blest, O Lord [God] | | | | | | | |
135 | The Lord, our God, is full of might; The winds obey | | | | | | | |
136 | O God, we praise thee and confess | | | | | | | |
137 | Keep silence, all created things | | | | | | | |
138 | In all my [our] vast concerns with thee | | | | | | | |
139 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
140 | The Lord our God is Lord of all; His station who can find | | | | | | | |
141 | Great God, how infinite art thou | | | | | | | |
142 | I sing the almighty power of God | | | | | | | |
143 | Eternal Wisdom thee we praise | | | | | | | |
144 | The Lord, how fearful is his name | | | | | | | |
145 | Holy and reverend is the name | | | | | | | |
146 | Great Ruler of all nature's frame | | | | | | | |
147 | Thy way, O God [Lord] is in the sea | | | | | | | |
148 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
149 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
150 | Awake, awake the sacred song | | | | | | | |
151 | Angels rejoiced and sweetly sung | | | | | | | |
152 | Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
153 | Calm on the listening ear of night | | | | | | | |
154 | Behold, where in a mortal form | | | | | | | |
155 | The Savior, what a noble flame was kindled | | | | | | | |
156 | What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone | | | | | | | |
157 | Jesus! thy love shall we forget | | | | | | | |
158 | Lord, as to Thy dear cross we flee [fly] | | | | | | | |
159 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
160 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
161 | How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound | | | | | | | |
162 | How beauteous were [are] the marks divine | | | | | | | |
163 | Not to condemn the sons of men did Christ the son | | | | | | | |
164 | O'er the dark wave [waves] of Galilee | | | | | | | |
165 | The morning dawns upon the place | | | | | | | |
166 | When like a stranger on our sphere | | | | | | | |
167 | From Calvary a [the] cry was heard | | | | | | | |
168 | Jesus, whom angel hosts adore | | | | | | | |
169 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
170 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
171 | ôTis finished, so the Savior cried, and meekly | | | | | | | |
172 | Deep in our hearts let us record The deeper sorrows of our Lord | | | | | | | |
173 | Stretched on the cross the Savior dies [died] | | | | | | | |
174 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
175 | Behold the Savior of mankind | | | | | | | |
176 | O if my soul was [were] formed for woe | | | | | | | |
177 | Come every pious heart | | | | | | | |
178 | Yes, the Redeemer rose [lives]; The Savior left the dead | | | | | | | |
179 | Our Lord is risen from the dead, Our Jesus [Savior] is gone | | | | | | | |
180 | The King of saints, how fair his face | | | | | | | |
181 | Eternal God, celestial King | | | | | | | |
182 | Now to the Lord, that [who] makes [made] us know | | | | | | | |
183 | Come, let us sing the song of songs | | | | | | | |
184 | Bright King of glory, dreadful [mighty] [sovereign] [wondrous] God | | | | | | | |
185 | Hark, ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
186 | Hail, thou once despised Jesus | | | | | | | |
187 | Hail, my ever blessed Jesus | | | | | | | |
188 | Christ, above all glory seated | | | | | | | |
189 | Lo Jehovah we adore thee | | | | | | | |
190 | One there is above all others, well [who] deserves | | | | | | | |
191 | Jesus comes, his conflict over | | | | | | | |
192 | Christ the [our] Lord is [has] risen today, [Alleluia] [Sons of men] | | | | | | | |
193 | Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King | | | | | | | |
194 | Angel [Angels], roll the rock [stone] away | | | | | | | |
195 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
196 | Behold the glories of the Lamb, Amidst [amid] his father's throne | | | | | | | |
197 | Hosanna [Hosannas] to the Prince of light | | | | | | | |
198 | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned upon the Savior's brow | | | | | | | |
199 | The Savior, O what endless [boundless] charms | | | | | | | |
200 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |