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d1 | A few more years shall roll | | | | | | | |
d2 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d3 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d4 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d5 | And am I born to die | | | | | | | |
d6 | And must this body die | | | | | | | |
d7 | And will the Judge descend [ascend] | | | | | | | |
d8 | Another six days' work is done | | | | | | | |
d9 | Approach, my soul, the mercy seat | | | | | | | |
d10 | Are we not tending upward too | | | | | | | |
d11 | Arise, my soul, arise, shake off | | | | | | | |
d12 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
d13 | Awake, and sing the song of Moses and the Lamb | | | | | | | |
d14 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | | | |
d15 | Awake my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
d16 | Awake, our souls, away our fears | | | | | | | |
d17 | Before Jehovah's awful throne | | | | | | | |
d18 | Behold the glories of the Lamb, Amidst [amid] his father's throne | | | | | | | |
d19 | Behold the mountain of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d20 | Behold the Savior of mankind | | | | | | | |
d21 | Behold what wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
d22 | Blest are the sons of peace | | | | | | | |
d23 | Blest are the souls that [who] hear and know | | | | | | | |
d24 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d25 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove | | | | | | | |
d26 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
d27 | Come, let us anew our journey pursue | | | | | | | |
d28 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
d29 | Come, let us join with one accord | | | | | | | |
d30 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
d31 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d32 | Come, Thou long expected Jesus [Savior], Born to set thy people free | | | | | | | |
d33 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
d34 | Dark was the night, and cold the ground | | | | | | | |
d35 | Daughter of Zion, from the dust | | | | | | | |
d36 | Depth of mercy, can there be, Mercy still reserved for me? | | | | | | | |
d37 | Do I not love thee from my soul | | | | | | | |
d38 | Dread Sovereign, let my evening song | | | | | | | |
d39 | Dust to dust with ashes lay | | | | | | | |
d40 | Early, my God, without delay | | | | | | | |
d41 | Father, how wide thy glory shines | | | | | | | |
d42 | Father, I stretch my hand [hands] to thee | | | | | | | |
d43 | Father of mercies, in thy [your] word | | | | | | | |
d44 | Five bleeding wounds he bears | | | | | | | |
d45 | Friend after friend departs | | | | | | | |
d46 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d47 | Give me the wings of faith to rise | | | | | | | |
d48 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
d49 | Go preach my gospel, saith the [my] Lord | | | | | | | |
d50 | God is the refuge of his saints | | | | | | | |
d51 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
d52 | Grace, 'tis a charming [cheering] [joyful] [pleasing] sound | | | | | | | |
d53 | Great God, the nations of the earth | | | | | | | |
d54 | Hark, from the tomb [tombs] a doleful [warning] [mournful] sound | | | | | | | |
d55 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
d56 | Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
d57 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
d58 | Hearts of stone, relent, relent | | | | | | | |
d59 | Here at thy cross, my dying God | | | | | | | |
d60 | Hosanna, with a cheerful sound | | | | | | | |
d61 | How are thy servants blest, O Lord [God] | | | | | | | |
d62 | How did my heart rejoice to hear | | | | | | | |
d63 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
d64 | How happy [happy's] every child of grace, who [that] feels [knows] his sins forgiven | | | | | | | |
d65 | How pleasant, how [and] divinely fair | | | | | | | |
d66 | How sad our state [fate] by nature is | | | | | | | |
d67 | How shall the young secure their hearts | | | | | | | |
d68 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d69 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
d70 | How vain are all things here below | | | | | | | |
d71 | I am a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d72 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
d73 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
d74 | I love to tell the story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
d75 | I sing my Savior's wondrous death | | | | | | | |
d76 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
d77 | If human kindness meets return | | | | | | | |
d78 | I'll praise my Maker with my [while I've] [whilst I've] breath | | | | | | | |
d79 | I'll sing my Savior's wondrous death | | | | | | | |
d80 | I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my home | | | | | | | |
d81 | In God I have found a retreat, O what comfort it brings | | | | | | | |
d82 | Inquire, ye pilgrims, for the way | | | | | | | |
d83 | Jerusalem, my happy home, name ever dear to me | | | | | | | |
d84 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d85 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
d86 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
d87 | Jesus, Master, whose I am | | | | | | | |
d88 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d89 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
d90 | Jesus, we look to thee | | | | | | | |
d91 | Joy is a [the] fruit that will not grow | | | | | | | |
d92 | Joy to the earth, the Savior reigns | | | | | | | |
d93 | Let everlasting glories crown | | | | | | | |
d94 | Let every mortal ear attend | | | | | | | |
d95 | Life is a span, a fleeting hour | | | | | | | |
d96 | Lo he comes with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
d97 | Long have I [we] sat beneath the sound | | | | | | | |
d98 | Lord, how secure and blest [blessed] are they | | | | | | | |
d99 | Lord, I am thine, entirely thine, Purchased and saved by blood divine | | | | | | | |
d100 | Lord, I cannot let thee go Till a blessing thou bestow | | | | | | | |