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1 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | | | |
2 | At thy feet, O Christ, we lay | | | | | | | |
3 | Christ, whose glory fills the skies | | | | | | | |
4 | Forth in thy name, O Lord, I go | | | | | | | |
5 | God of the morning, at whose voice | | | | | | | |
6 | New every morning is the love | | | | | | | |
7 | Now that the daylight fills the sky | | | | | | | |
8 | Ye that have spent the silent night | | | | | | | |
9 | Up to the throne on high | | | | | | | |
10 | Abide with me; fast falls the eventide | | | | | | | |
11 | All praise to him who dwells in bliss | | | | | | | |
12 | Abide with me; fast falls the eventide | | | | | | | |
13 | And now the wants are told, that brought | | | | | | | |
14 | As now the sun’s declining rays | | | | | | | |
15 | At even, ere the sun was set | | | | | | | |
16 | Behold the sun, that seemed but now | | | | | | | |
17 | Darkening night the land doth cover | | | | | | | |
18 | Glory to thee, in light arrayed | | | | | | | |
19 | God, that madest earth and heaven | | | | | | | |
20 | Light of gladness, beam divine | | | | | | | |
21 | Lord, now the time returns | | | | | | | |
22 | Now the day is over | | | | | | | |
23 | O strength and stay upholding all creation | | | | | | | |
24 | Our day of praise is done | | | | | | | |
25 | Savior, again to thy dear name we raise | | | | | | | |
26 | Sun of my soul, thou Savior dear | | | | | | | |
27 | Sweet Savior, bless us ere we go | | | | | | | |
28 | The day is past and over | | | | | | | |
29 | The day thou gavest, Lord, is ended | | | | | | | |
30 | The day, O Lord, is spent | | | | | | | |
31 | The night is come like to the day | | | | | | | |
32 | The radiant morn hath passed away | | | | | | | |
33 | The sun is sinking fast | | | | | | | |
34 | Through the day thy love has spared us | | | | | | | |
35 | Behold, we come, dear Lord, to thee | | | | | | | |
36 | My Lord, my Love, was crucified | | | | | | | |
37 | On this day, the first of days | | | | | | | |
38 | Sweet is the work, my God, my King | | | | | | | |
39 | This day the first of days was made | | | | | | | |
40 | For thy mercy and thy grace | | | | | | | |
41 | Come, thou long-expected Jesus | | | | | | | |
42 | Day of wrath! O day of mourning! | | | | | | | |
43 | Great God, what do I see and hear | | | | | | | |
44 | Hail to the Lord’s Anointed | | | | | | | |
45 | Hark, a thrilling voice is sounding | | | | | | | |
46 | Hark the glad sound! the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
47 | Lo, from the desert homes | | | | | | | |
48 | Lo, he comes with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
49 | O quickly come, dread Judge of all | | | | | | | |
50 | On Jordan’s bank the Baptist’s cry | | | | | | | |
51 | That day of wrath, that dreadful day | | | | | | | |
52 | When came in flesh the incarnate Word | | | | | | | |
53 | A virgin unspotted, the prophet foretold | | | | | | | |
54 | All my heart this night rejoices | | | | | | | |
55 | Angels, from the realms of glory | | | | | | | |
56 | Christians, awake! salute the happy morn | | | | | | | |
57 | From virgin’s womb this Christmas Day did spring | | | | | | | |
58 | God from on high hath heard | | | | | | | |
59 | Good Christian men, rejoice and sing | | | | | | | |
60 | Hark, how all the welkin rings | | | | | | | |
61 | Hark, the herald angels sing | | | | | | | |
62 | High let us swell our tuneful notes | | | | | | | |
63 | I sing the birth was born tonight | | | | | | | |
64 | In dulci jubilo | | | | | | | |
65 | In the bleak midwinter | | | | | | | |
66 | Like silver lamps in a distant shrine | | | | | | | |
67 | Love came down at Christmas | | | | | | | |
68 | Of the Father’s love begotten | | | | | | | |
69 | O come, all ye faithful | | | | | | | |
70 | See amid the winter’s snow | | | | | | | |
71 | The first Nowell the angel did say | | | | | | | |
72 | The race that long in darkness pined | | | | | | | |
73 | When Christ was born of Mary free | | | | | | | |
74 | When Jordan hushed his waters still | | | | | | | |
75 | While shepherds watched their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
76 | As with gladness men of old | | | | | | | |
77 | Bethlehem, of noblest cities | | | | | | | |
78 | Brightest and best of the sons of the morning | | | | | | | |
79 | In stature grows the heavenly Child | | | | | | | |
80 | Forty days and forty nights | | | | | | | |
81 | Lord, in this thy mercy’s day | | | | | | | |
82 | O Lord, turn not thy face from me | | | | | | | |
83 | Savior, when in dust to thee | | | | | | | |
84 | The solemn season calls us now | | | | | | | |
85 | Abroad the regal banners fly | | | | | | | |
86 | Ah, holy Jesus, how hast thou offended | | | | | | | |
87 | All glory, laud, and honor | | | | | | | |
88 | All ye who seek a certain cure | | | | | | | |
89 | At the Cross her station keeping | | | | | | | |
90 | By Jesus’ grave on either hand | | | | | | | |
91 | Go to dark Gethsemane | | | | | | | |
92 | Lord Jesus, when we stand afar | | | | | | | |
93 | My God, my God, why dost thou me forsake | | | | | | | |
94 | O Prince of Peace, who man wast born | | | | | | | |
95 | O sacred head, surrounded | | | | | | | |
96 | O come and mourn with me awhile | | | | | | | |
97 | Ride on, ride on in majesty | | | | | | | |
98 | See the destined day arise | | | | | | | |
99 | There is a green hill far away | | | | | | | |
100 | We sing the praise of him who died | | | | | | | |