# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A broken heart, my God, my King | | | | | | | |
d2 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
d3 | A few more years shall roll | | | | | | | |
d4 | Acquaint thee, O mortal, acquaint thee with God | | | | | | | |
d5 | Again, from calm and sweet repose, I rise to hail | | | | | | | |
d6 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d7 | Alas what hourly dangers rise | | | | | | | |
d8 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d9 | Almighty God, in humble prayer | | | | | | | |
d10 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d11 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d12 | And canst thou, sinner, slight | | | | | | | |
d13 | Another six days' work is done | | | | | | | |
d14 | Approach, my soul, the mercy seat | | | | | | | |
d15 | Around the Savior's lofty throne | | | | | | | |
d16 | As pants the hart for cooling flood [springs] [streams] | | | | | | | |
d17 | Ascend thy throne, almighty King | | | | | | | |
d18 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
d19 | Assembled round thine altar, Lord | | | | | | | |
d20 | Awake, and sing the song of Moses and the Lamb | | | | | | | |
d21 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | | | |
d22 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d23 | Awake my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
d24 | Behold the throne of grace | | | | | | | |
d25 | Bleeding hearts, defiled by sin | | | | | | | |
d26 | Blessed [Blest] are the sons of God | | | | | | | |
d27 | Blest are the humble souls that [who] see | | | | | | | |
d28 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d29 | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
d30 | Break every yoke, the gospel cries | | | | | | | |
d31 | Breast the wave Christian | | | | | | | |
d32 | Brightest and best of the sons [stars] of the morning | | | | | | | |
d33 | Broad is the road [stream] that leads to death [wrath] | | | | | | | |
d34 | Cease, ye [you] mourners, cease to languish | | | | | | | |
d35 | Child of sin and sorrow, Filled with dismay | | | | | | | |
d36 | Christ, of all my hopes the ground | | | | | | | |
d37 | Come dearest Lord, and bless this day | | | | | | | |
d38 | Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
d39 | Come hither, all ye [you] weary souls | | | | | | | |
d40 | Come, Holy Spirit, come; Let thy bright beams divine | | | | | | | |
d41 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers | | | | | | | |
d42 | Come, let us ascend [attend], my companion and friend | | | | | | | |
d43 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
d44 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
d45 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d46 | Come to Calvary's holy mountain, Sinners ruined by the fall | | | | | | | |
d47 | Come, trembling sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
d48 | Come weary soul [souls] with sin [sins] distressed | | | | | | | |
d49 | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
d50 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d51 | Dear refuge of my [the] weary soul, On thee, when sorows rise | | | | | | | |
d52 | Delay not, delay not: O sinner [drunkard] draw near | | | | | | | |
d53 | Early, my God, without delay | | | | | | | |
d54 | Eternity is just at hand | | | | | | | |
d55 | Far, far o'er [the] hill and dell [dale] | | | | | | | |
d56 | Father of love and power, Guard thou | | | | | | | |
d57 | Father of mercies, God of love, My [Our] Father and my [our] God | | | | | | | |
d58 | Father of mercies, in thy [your] word | | | | | | | |
d59 | Father of mercies, send thy grace | | | | | | | |
d60 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
d61 | From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies | | | | | | | |
d62 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
d63 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d64 | From the cross uplifted high | | | | | | | |
d65 | Gently, my Savior [Father], let me down | | | | | | | |
d66 | Give me the wings of faith to rise | | | | | | | |
d67 | Give thanks to God, he [who] reigns above | | | | | | | |
d68 | Glory to thee, my [our] God [O Lord], this night [day] | | | | | | | |
d69 | Go to dark [sad] Gethsemane | | | | | | | |
d70 | Go watch and pray, thou canst not tell | | | | | | | |
d71 | Go, when the morning shineth | | | | | | | |
d72 | God bless our native land, Firm may she | | | | | | | |
d73 | God, in the gospel of his [the] Son | | | | | | | |
d74 | God is love, his mercy brightens | | | | | | | |
d75 | God is our refuge, tried and proved | | | | | | | |
d76 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
d77 | God of my life, through all its [my] days | | | | | | | |
d78 | Grace, 'tis a charming [cheering] [joyful] [pleasing] sound | | | | | | | |
d79 | Gracious Spirit, Love divine | | | | | | | |
d80 | Great God, how infinite art thou | | | | | | | |
d81 | Great God, to thee my evening song | | | | | | | |
d82 | Great God, we sing that mighty hand | | | | | | | |
d83 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d84 | Hail to the Lord's anointed | | | | | | | |
d85 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
d86 | Hark, ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
d87 | Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
d88 | Hark, what cry arrests my ear | | | | | | | |
d89 | Hark, what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
d90 | Haste [Hasten], [O] sinner [sinners] [now] to be wise | | | | | | | |
d91 | Haste, traveller, haste, the night comes on | | | | | | | |
d92 | Hasten, Lord, the glorious time | | | | | | | |
d93 | Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims | | | | | | | |
d94 | Hearts of stone, relent, relent | | | | | | | |
d95 | Holy Bible, book divine, Precious treasure, thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d96 | How calm and beautiful the morn | | | | | | | |
d97 | How charming is the place | | | | | | | |
d98 | How condescending, and how kind | | | | | | | |
d99 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d100 | How gentle God's commands | | | | | | | |