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1 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
2 | O beautiful for spacious skies | | | | | | | |
3 | Crown him with many crowns [thorns] | | | | | | | |
4 | O day of rest [peace] and gladness | | | | | | | |
5 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
6 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
7 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
8 | Who is on the Lord's side, who will serve | | | | | | | |
9 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
10 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
11 | O could I [we] speak the matchless worth | | | | | | | |
12 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
13 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
14 | I will sing you a song of that [a] [the] beautiful | | | | | | | |
15 | Savior, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
16 | It came upon the [a] midnight clear | | | | | | | |
17 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
18 | The Son of God goes forth to war | | | | | | | |
19 | A mighty fortress is our God | | | | | | | |
20 | There is a Rock in a weary land | | | | | | | |
21 | Hail, thou once despised Jesus | | | | | | | |
22 | Thou didst leave Thy throne and Thy kingly crown | | | | | | | |
23 | Christ the [our] Lord is [has] risen today, [Alleluia] [Sons of men] | | | | | | | |
24 | I am a poor wayfaring pilgrim | | | | | | | |
25 | O have you not heard of [that] country above | | | | | | | |
26 | O they tell me of a home far beyond the skies | | | | | | | |
27 | My soul in sad exile was out on life's sea | | | | | | | |
28 | I have a Savior, he's pleading in glory | | | | | | | |
29 | Rescue the perishing, care for the dying | | | | | | | |
30 | When peace, like a river, attendeth my way | | | | | | | |
31 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
32 | Throw out the life line across the dark wave | | | | | | | |
33 | Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod | | | | | | | |
34 | My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
35 | Day is dying in the west | | | | | | | |
36 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
37 | Be not dismayed whate'er betide | | | | | | | |
38 | God be with you till we meet again | | | | | | | |
39 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
40 | My latest sun is sinking fast, My race is nearly run | | | | | | | |
41 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
42 | Standing on the promises of Christ our King | | | | | | | |
43 | Dying with Jesus, by death reckoned mine | | | | | | | |
44 | Mine eyes have seen the glory | | | | | | | |
45 | 'Tis the blessed hour of prayer, when our hearts lowly bend | | | | | | | |
46 | I love to tell the story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
47 | There are lonely hearts to cherish | | | | | | | |
48 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
49 | There were ninety and nine that [who] safely lay | | | | | | | |
50 | Give of your best to the Master, Give of the strength | | | | | | | |
51 | Hark! hark, my soul! angelic songs are swelling | | | | | | | |
52 | Hark, the voice of Jesus crying Who will go and work today | | | | | | | |
53 | Zion [Sion] stands by [with] hills surrounded | | | | | | | |
54 | This is my Father's world, And to my list'ning ears | | | | | | | |
55 | All the way my Savior leads me | | | | | | | |
56 | Free from the law, O happy condition | | | | | | | |
57 | O sometimes the shadows are deep | | | | | | | |
58 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
59 | Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine | | | | | | | |
60 | Yield not to temptation, for yielding is sin | | | | | | | |
61 | We plough [plow] the fields and scatter | | | | | | | |
62 | Safe in the arms of Jesus, safe on his gentle breast | | | | | | | |
63 | Let us gather up the sunbeams | | | | | | | |
64 | I have found a friend in Jesus, He's everything to me | | | | | | | |
65 | Praise him, praise him, Jesus, our blessed Redeemer | | | | | | | |
66 | Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
67 | It may not be on the mountain [mountain's] height, Or over the stormy sea | | | | | | | |
68 | Tell me the old, old story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
69 | When morning gilds the skies | | | | | | | |
70 | We've a story to tell to the nations | | | | | | | |
71 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
72 | Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King | | | | | | | |
73 | Silent night, holiest night, all is dark save the light | | | | | | | |
74 | To the work, to the work, we are servants of God | | | | | | | |
75 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
76 | O think of the home over there, By the side of the river | | | | | | | |
77 | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
78 | Where will you spend eternity | | | | | | | |
79 | Jesus, the sinner's friend, to thee | | | | | | | |
80 | Twilight is falling [stealing] over the sea | | | | | | | |
81 | God the Lord, a King remaineth | | | | | | | |
82 | Begin my tongue some heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
83 | Hushed was the evening hymn | | | | | | | |
84 | Jesus, thy boundless love to me | | | | | | | |
85 | Give to the winds thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
86 | For the beauty of the earth | | | | | | | |
87 | One [A] sweetly [sweet] solemn thought comes to me o'er and o'er | | | | | | | |
88 | Take my life, and let it be, consecrated | | | | | | | |
89 | Down at the cross where my [the] Savior died | | | | | | | |
90 | I gave my life for [to] thee | | | | | | | |
91 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
92 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
93 | Ye [You] servants of God [Christ] your Master proclaim | | | | | | | |
94 | O Son of Man, Thou madest known | | | | | | | |
95 | Follow me, the Master said | | | | | | | |
96 | My Father, this I ask of Thee | | | | | | | |
97 | There's only one Savior who saves | | | | | | | |
98 | Simply trusting every day | | | | | | | |
99 | Christ for the world we sing | | | | | | | |
100 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |