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I | All knowing God, 'tis thine to know | | | | | | | |
II | Absurd and vain attempt, to bind | | | | | | | |
III | 'Tis wisdom's earnest cry | | | | | | | |
IV | Your flowing urns, ye fountains, lend | | | | | | | |
V | Dost thou my worthless [thy children's] name record | | | | | | | |
VI | Come children, learn the heavenly art | | | | | | | |
VII | My heart is fixed, the firm decree | | | | | | | |
VIII | Our Father, throned above the sky [skies] | | | | | | | |
IX | O God, the holy and the just | | | | | | | |
X | Where, O my soul, O where | | | | | | | |
XI | Yes, it was thou, whose gracious care | | | | | | | |
XII | God reigns, events in order flow | | | | | | | |
XIII | Time, time, how few thy value weigh | | | | | | | |
XIV | O pride, thou dropsy of the mind | | | | | | | |
XV | Mark, when tempestuous winds arise | | | | | | | |
XVI | Condition hard of social life | | | | | | | |
XVII | While in this world I dwell | | | | | | | |
XVIII | Father of lights, my footsteps guide | | | | | | | |
XIX | Forbid it heaven; that e'er I eat | | | | | | | |
XX | Behold a wretch in woe | | | | | | | |
XXI | Was pride, alas, e'er made for man | | | | | | | |
XXII | Blest men of lowly mind | | | | | | | |
XXIII | Let every mortal ear attend | | | | | | | |
XXIV | When life's tempestuous storms are o'er | | | | | | | |
XXV | Behold yon [the] new born infant grieved | | | | | | | |
XXVI | Praise to God, immortal praise | | | | | | | |
XXVII | Again the Lord of life and light | | | | | | | |
XXVIII | Thy hand unseen sustains the poles | | | | | | | |
XXIX | Almighty Maker, God, How wondrous is thy name | | | | | | | |
XXX | Life is a span, a fleeting hour | | | | | | | |
XXXI | O blest religion, heavenly fair | | | | | | | |
XXXII | Behold where [when] breathing love divine | | | | | | | |
XXXIII | Great God, to thee my all I owe | | | | | | | |
XXXIV | How cheerful along the gay mead | | | | | | | |
XXXV | Ye angel forms, look down, and see | | | | | | | |
XXXVI | In Black procession, sad and slow | | | | | | | |
XXXVII | In shadow black as night | | | | | | | |
XXXVIII | The spacious firmament on high | | | | | | | |
XXXIX | To vindicate our words and thoughts | | | | | | | |
XL | Whence do our mournful thoughts arise | | | | | | | |
XLI | Now shall my inward joys arise, and burst | | | | | | | |
XLII | And now, my soul the circling sun | | | | | | | |
XLIII | Blest are the humble souls that [who] see | | | | | | | |
XLIV | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
XLV | O happy soul that [who] lives on high, While men lie grovelling | | | | | | | |
XLVI | Must all the charms [thoughts] of nature then | | | | | | | |
XLVII | Thus far 'tis well, you read, you pray | | | | | | | |
XLVIII | Shall atheists dare insult the cross | | | | | | | |
XLIX | Jesus, thy blessings are not few | | | | | | | |
L | Let those who bear the Christian name | | | | | | | |
LI | Are we not sons and heirs of God | | | | | | | |
LII | Come, let us search our ways [hearts] and try [see] | | | | | | | |
LIII | Great God, thy holy law requires | | | | | | | |
LIV | Is it a man's divinest good | | | | | | | |
LV | O 'tis a lovely thing to see | | | | | | | |
LVI | Is it a thing of good report | | | | | | | |
LVII | Blessed Redeemer, how divine | | | | | | | |
LVIII | How is our nature spoiled [marred] by sing | | | | | | | |
LIX | Where shall the guilty conscience go | | | | | | | |
LX | Lord, didst thou send thy Son to die | | | | | | | |
LXI | My soul, survey thy happiness, if thou are found | | | | | | | |
LXII | Life is the time to serve the Lord | | | | | | | |
LXIII | Nor eye hath seen nor ear hath heard | | | | | | | |
LXIV | The law by Moses came | | | | | | | |
LXV | Can creatures to perfection find | | | | | | | |
LXVI | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
LXVII | Naked as from the earth we came | | | | | | | |
LXVIII | Death may dissolve my body now, And bear my spirit home | | | | | | | |
LXIX | Hark, from the tomb [tombs] a doleful [warning] [mournful] sound | | | | | | | |
LXX | Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
LXXI | Behold what wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
LXXII | Thy dreadful power, almighty God | | | | | | | |
LXXIII | Thy name, how infinite they be | | | | | | | |
LXXIV | Eternal Wisdom thee we praise | | | | | | | |
LXXV | Father, how wide thy glory shines | | | | | | | |
LXXVI | Keep silence, all created things | | | | | | | |
LXXVII | My thoughts, that oft ascend [often mount] the skies | | | | | | | |
LXXVIII | I sing the almighty power of God | | | | | | | |
LXXIX | Blest be the wisdom and the power | | | | | | | |
LXXX | Great God, with wonder and with praise | | | | | | | |
LXXXI | Why should our garments, made to hide | | | | | | | |
LXXXII | Sages of ancient lettered times | | | | | | | |
LXXXIII | Ye humble souls complain no more | | | | | | | |
LXXXIV | Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
LXXXV | Why do we [ye] [you] mourn departing [departed] [for dying] friends | | | | | | | |
LXXXVI | Lord, when my [our] raptured thought surveys | | | | | | | |
LXXXVII | With songs and honors sounding loud | | | | | | | |
LXXXVIII | Our Father, high enthroned above | | | | | | | |
LXXXIX | Fountain of blessing [blessings], ever blest | | | | | | | |
XC | Ye works of God, on [to] him alone | | | | | | | |
XCI | Praise to thy name, eternal God | | | | | | | |
XCII | Eternal source of every joy | | | | | | | |
XCIII | Great God of heaven and nature, rise | | | | | | | |
XCIV | Once more, my soul, the rising day salutes thy waking eyes | | | | | | | |
XCV | Behold the lofty sky | | | | | | | |
XCVI | Eternal Power, whose high abode | | | | | | | |
XCVII | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
XCVIII | Teach me the measure of my days | | | | | | | |
XCIX | When rising from the bed of death | | | | | | | |
C | The Lord my pasture shall prepare, and feed me with a shepherd's care | | | | | | | |