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d1 | A glance from heaven with sweet effect | | | | | | | |
d2 | Accept, O Lord, our songs of praise | | | | | | | |
d3 | Adam our father and our head | | | | | | | |
d4 | Afflicted saint [saints] [soul] [souls], to Christ [God] draw near | | | | | | | |
d5 | Ah [O] wretched souls who strive in vain | | | | | | | |
d6 | Ah wretched vile ungrateful heart | | | | | | | |
d7 | Alas what hourly dangers rise | | | | | | | |
d8 | All hail the great Immanuel's name | | | | | | | |
d9 | Almighty Father, gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
d10 | Almighty King, whose wondrous hand | | | | | | | |
d11 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d12 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d13 | And am I born to die | | | | | | | |
d14 | And must this body die | | | | | | | |
d15 | Approach, my soul, the mercy seat | | | | | | | |
d16 | Arise, my soul, arise, shake off | | | | | | | |
d17 | As the sun's enlivening eye | | | | | | | |
d18 | As when the [a] weary traveler gains | | | | | | | |
d19 | Awake, awake, arise, and hail the glorious morn | | | | | | | |
d20 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | | | |
d21 | Awake, my soul, attune the lyre | | | | | | | |
d22 | Awake, my tongue, thy tribute bring | | | | | | | |
d23 | Awake, our souls, away our fears | | | | | | | |
d24 | Awake, sweet harp of Judah, awake | | | | | | | |
d25 | Awaked by Sinai's awful sound | | | | | | | |
d26 | Before Jehovah's awful throne | | | | | | | |
d27 | Before the great Jehovah's bar Soon must assembled | | | | | | | |
d28 | Behold a sinner, dearest Lord | | | | | | | |
d29 | Behold the gloomy vale | | | | | | | |
d30 | Behold what condescending love | | | | | | | |
d31 | Behold what wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
d32 | Beloved Savior, faithful friend | | | | | | | |
d33 | Beset with snares on every hand | | | | | | | |
d34 | Beside the gospel pool Appointed for the poor | | | | | | | |
d35 | Bestow, O [dear] Lord, upon our youth | | | | | | | |
d36 | Bleak winter is subdued at length | | | | | | | |
d37 | Blest are the souls that [who] hear and know | | | | | | | |
d38 | Blest be the Father and [for] his love | | | | | | | |
d39 | Blest be the name of Zion's King | | | | | | | |
d40 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d41 | Blest be the wisdom and the power | | | | | | | |
d42 | Broad is the road [stream] that leads to death [wrath] | | | | | | | |
d43 | By various maxims, forms and rules | | | | | | | |
d44 | Captain of thine enlisted host | | | | | | | |
d45 | Come dearest Lord, and bless this day | | | | | | | |
d46 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers | | | | | | | |
d47 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
d48 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
d49 | Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart, Inspire each lifeless tongue | | | | | | | |
d50 | Come, O my soul, look up and see | | | | | | | |
d51 | Come sound his praise [name] abroad, And hymns | | | | | | | |
d52 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d53 | Come, Thou long expected Jesus [Savior], Born to set thy people free | | | | | | | |
d54 | Come weary soul [souls] with sin [sins] distressed | | | | | | | |
d55 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d56 | Dare we indulge to [our] wrath and strife | | | | | | | |
d57 | Dear Lord, my best desires fulfil | | | | | | | |
d58 | Dear Shepherd of thy people here, Thy presence | | | | | | | |
d59 | Death cannot make our souls afraid, If God be with us there | | | | | | | |
d60 | Death, like an overflowing stream | | | | | | | |
d61 | Death, 'tis a melancholy day To those that have no God | | | | | | | |
d62 | Deluded souls, who think to find [grasp] | | | | | | | |
d63 | Eternal power, almighty God | | | | | | | |
d64 | Eternal source of every joy | | | | | | | |
d65 | Eternal Spirit, we confess | | | | | | | |
d66 | Fair as the moon my robes appear | | | | | | | |
d67 | Far from my [our] thoughts, vain world, be gone | | | | | | | |
d68 | Far from the world, O Lord, I [I'd] [we] flee | | | | | | | |
d69 | Father, how wide thy glory shines | | | | | | | |
d70 | Father of mercies, bow thine ear | | | | | | | |
d71 | Father of mercies, in thine [thy] house | | | | | | | |
d72 | Father of mercies, in thy [your] word | | | | | | | |
d73 | For mercies, countless as the sands | | | | | | | |
d74 | Frequent the [this] day of [O] God returns | | | | | | | |
d75 | From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies | | | | | | | |
d76 | From the cross uplifted high | | | | | | | |
d77 | Glory to thee, my [our] God [O Lord], this night [day] | | | | | | | |
d78 | God gives his mercies to be spent | | | | | | | |
d79 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
d80 | God of my [our] life, to [on] thee I [we] call | | | | | | | |
d81 | God with one piercing glance looks through | | | | | | | |
d82 | Grace, 'tis a charming [cheering] [joyful] [pleasing] sound | | | | | | | |
d83 | Great God, thy penetrating eye | | | | | | | |
d84 | Great God, to Thee my voice I raise | | | | | | | |
d85 | Great Lord of all thy churches, hear | | | | | | | |
d86 | Great Spirit of immortal love | | | | | | | |
d87 | Guilty and vile, before my God | | | | | | | |
d88 | Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews | | | | | | | |
d89 | Hail, sovereign love, that first began | | | | | | | |
d90 | Happy the Church, thou [the] sacred place | | | | | | | |
d91 | Happy the heart where grace presides | | | | | | | |
d92 | Happy the heart where graces reign | | | | | | | |
d93 | Hark, from the tomb [tombs] a doleful [warning] [mournful] sound | | | | | | | |
d94 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
d95 | Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
d96 | Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King | | | | | | | |
d97 | He comes, he comes, the judge severe | | | | | | | |
d98 | He comes, he comes, to judge the world | | | | | | | |
d99 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
d100 | He lives, the [that] great Redeemer [Creator] lives | | | | | | | |