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d101 | Dear Lord, and will [has] thy pardoning love | | | | | | | |
d102 | Dearest of all the names above, My Jesus and my God | | | | | | | |
d103 | Death may dissolve my body now, And bear my spirit home | | | | | | | |
d104 | Depth of mercy, can there be, Mercy still reserved for me? | | | | | | | |
d105 | Disconsolate tenant of clay | | | | | | | |
d106 | Dismiss us with Thy blessing, Lord, Help | | | | | | | |
d107 | Distant Lord, from thine abode | | | | | | | |
d108 | Draw nigh to us, Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d109 | Dread Jehovah, God of nations | | | | | | | |
d110 | Dread Sovereign, let my evening song | | | | | | | |
d111 | Earth has engrossed my love too long | | | | | | | |
d112 | Emptied of earth, I fain would be | | | | | | | |
d113 | Eternal Power, whose high abode | | | | | | | |
d114 | Fain would I raise my morning song | | | | | | | |
d115 | Fair shines the morning star | | | | | | | |
d116 | Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
d117 | Far from affliction, toil and care | | | | | | | |
d118 | Farewell, dear friend [friends], a short farewell | | | | | | | |
d119 | Father, at thy call I come | | | | | | | |
d120 | Father, how wide thy glory shines | | | | | | | |
d121 | Father, I stretch my hand [hands] to thee | | | | | | | |
d122 | Father of mercies, condescend | | | | | | | |
d123 | Father of mercies, in thy [your] word | | | | | | | |
d124 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
d125 | Forever shall my fainting soul | | | | | | | |
d126 | From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies | | | | | | | |
d127 | From all that's mortal, all that's vain | | | | | | | |
d128 | From deep distress and troubled thoughts | | | | | | | |
d129 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
d130 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d131 | From whence doth [does] this [the] union arise | | | | | | | |
d132 | Give me the wings of faith to rise | | | | | | | |
d133 | Give thanks to God the sovereign Lord [King] | | | | | | | |
d134 | Give to our God [the Lord] immortal praise | | | | | | | |
d135 | Give us room that we may dwell | | | | | | | |
d136 | Glory to God on high | | | | | | | |
d137 | Glory to thee, my [our] God [O Lord], this night [day] | | | | | | | |
d138 | Go and the Savior's grace proclaim | | | | | | | |
d139 | Go preach my gospel, saith the [my] Lord | | | | | | | |
d140 | Go to dark [sad] Gethsemane | | | | | | | |
d141 | God, in the gospel of his [the] Son | | | | | | | |
d142 | God is love, his mercy brightens | | | | | | | |
d143 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
d144 | God of my life, look gently down | | | | | | | |
d145 | Grace, 'tis a charming [cheering] [joyful] [pleasing] sound | | | | | | | |
d146 | Grace, 'tis a sweet, a charming theme | | | | | | | |
d147 | Great God, incline thy gracious ear | | | | | | | |
d148 | Great God, we sing that mighty hand | | | | | | | |
d149 | Great God, whose universal sway | | | | | | | |
d150 | Great God, with heart and tongue | | | | | | | |
d151 | Great High Priest, we view thee stooping | | | | | | | |
d152 | Great King of glory, come | | | | | | | |
d153 | Great Redeemer, Friend of sinners | | | | | | | |
d154 | Great Sovereign of the earth and sky | | | | | | | |
d155 | Great was the day, the joy was great | | | | | | | |
d156 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d157 | Hail, happy day, thou day of holy rest | | | | | | | |
d158 | Hail, sacred truth, whose piercing rays | | | | | | | |
d159 | Hail, sweetest, dearest, tie that binds | | | | | | | |
d160 | Hail the day that saw him rise | | | | | | | |
d161 | Hail to the prince of life and peace | | | | | | | |
d162 | Happy the Church, thou [the] sacred place | | | | | | | |
d163 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
d164 | Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
d165 | Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King | | | | | | | |
d166 | Hark, the jubilee is sounding | | | | | | | |
d167 | Hark, the judgment trumpet sounding | | | | | | | |
d168 | Hark, the notes of angels singing | | | | | | | |
d169 | Hark, the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
d170 | Hark, 'tis the prophet of the skies | | | | | | | |
d171 | Hark, what celestial notes | | | | | | | |
d172 | Haste [Hasten], [O] sinner [sinners] [now] to be wise | | | | | | | |
d173 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
d174 | Heal us, Immanuel, here we are [stand] | | | | | | | |
d175 | Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims | | | | | | | |
d176 | Help thy servant, gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
d177 | Here, in thy name, eternal God | | | | | | | |
d178 | Here let us see thy face, O Lord | | | | | | | |
d179 | High in yonder realms of light | | | | | | | |
d180 | Hither, ye faithful, haste with [in] songs of triumph | | | | | | | |
d181 | Ho, everyone that thirsts, draw nigh | | | | | | | |
d182 | Holy Lamb who thee receive | | | | | | | |
d183 | Hosanna to Jesus on high, Another has entered his rest | | | | | | | |
d184 | Hosanna, with a cheerful sound | | | | | | | |
d185 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
d186 | How charming is the place | | | | | | | |
d187 | How condescending, and how kind | | | | | | | |
d188 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d189 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
d190 | How happy [happy's] every child of grace, who [that] feels [knows] his sins forgiven | | | | | | | |
d191 | How happy is the pilgrim's lot | | | | | | | |
d192 | How heavy is the night | | | | | | | |
d193 | How painfully pleasing the fond recollection Of youthful connections [emotions] | | | | | | | |
d194 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
d195 | How sad our state [fate] by nature is | | | | | | | |
d196 | How solemn the signal I hear | | | | | | | |
d197 | How sweet and awful [holy] [sacred] is the place | | | | | | | |
d198 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d199 | How swiftly the torrent rolls | | | | | | | |
d200 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |