# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A safe stronghold our God is still, A trusty shield | | | | | | | |
d2 | Abide with me, fast falls the eventide | | | | | | | |
d3 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d4 | All people that on earth do dwell, Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice | | | | | | | |
d5 | All the way my Savior leads me | | | | | | | |
d6 | All things bright and beautiful | | | | | | | |
d7 | And did those feet in ancient time | | | | | | | |
d8 | Angels from the realms of glory | | | | | | | |
d9 | As pants the hart for cooling flood [springs] [streams] | | | | | | | |
d10 | As with gladness men of old | | | | | | | |
d11 | At even ere [when] the sun was set | | | | | | | |
d12 | At the name of Jesus every knee shall bow | | | | | | | |
d13 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | | | |
d14 | Away in a [the] manger, no crib | | | | | | | |
d15 | Be still, my soul, the Lord is on thy side | | | | | | | |
d16 | Before Jehovah's awful throne | | | | | | | |
d17 | Beneath the cross of Jesus I fain would take my stand | | | | | | | |
d18 | Blest are the pure in heart, For they shall see our [their] God | | | | | | | |
d19 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d20 | Bread of [for] the world, in mercy broken | | | | | | | |
d21 | Break thou the bread of life | | | | | | | |
d22 | Breathe on me breath of God | | | | | | | |
d23 | Brightly beams our Father's mercy | | | | | | | |
d24 | Can a little child like me | | | | | | | |
d25 | Christ the [our] Lord is [has] risen today, [Alleluia] [Sons of men] | | | | | | | |
d26 | Christian, seek not yet repose, Cast thy dreams of ease | | | | | | | |
d27 | Christians, awake, salute [and hail] the happy morn | | | | | | | |
d28 | City of God, how broad and far [fair] | | | | | | | |
d29 | Come Holy Ghost, our souls inspire | | | | | | | |
d30 | Come, let us sing of a wonderful love, Tender and true, tender and true | | | | | | | |
d31 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
d32 | Come, Thou long expected Jesus [Savior], Born to set thy people free | | | | | | | |
d33 | Come, ye [you] thankful people, come | | | | | | | |
d34 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d35 | Crown him with many crowns [thorns] | | | | | | | |
d36 | Day is dying in the west | | | | | | | |
d37 | Dear Lord and Father [Master] of mankind [us all], Forgive our foolish ways | | | | | | | |
d38 | Eternal Father, strong to save, whose arm | | | | | | | |
d39 | Fairest Lord Jesus, Ruler of all nature | | | | | | | |
d40 | Faith of our fathers, living still [faith] | | | | | | | |
d41 | Father in heaven, who lovest all | | | | | | | |
d42 | Father, we thank thee [you] for the night | | | | | | | |
d43 | Fight the good fight with all thy [your] might | | | | | | | |
d44 | Fling out the banner, let it float | | | | | | | |
d45 | For all thy [the] saints, who from their labors rest | | | | | | | |
d46 | For the beauty of the earth | | | | | | | |
d47 | Forth in thy name [strength], O Lord, I [we] go | | | | | | | |
d48 | Forty days and forty nights | | | | | | | |
d49 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
d50 | From ocean unto ocean, Our land shall own | | | | | | | |
d51 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
d52 | Glory be to God the Father | | | | | | | |
d53 | God be with you till we meet again | | | | | | | |
d54 | God is our refuge and our strength, In straits a present aid | | | | | | | |
d55 | God of mercy, God of grace, Show the brightness | | | | | | | |
d56 | God of our fathers, known of old | | | | | | | |
d57 | God of the shining hosts that range on high | | | | | | | |
d58 | God reveals his presence | | | | | | | |
d59 | God save our gracious king | | | | | | | |
d60 | God sees the little sparrow fall | | | | | | | |
d61 | God send us men whose aim will [shall] ['twill] be | | | | | | | |
d62 | God, the Omnipotent, King, who ordainest | | | | | | | |
d63 | God's law is perfect, and converts | | | | | | | |
d64 | Good Christian men [friends], rejoice, with heart and soul | | | | | | | |
d65 | Good unto all men is the Lord | | | | | | | |
d66 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d67 | Hail the day that sees him rise | | | | | | | |
d68 | Hail, thou once despised Jesus | | | | | | | |
d69 | Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King | | | | | | | |
d70 | He leadeth me, O blessed thought | | | | | | | |
d71 | Here, O my Lord, I see thee face to face | | | | | | | |
d72 | Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, Early | | | | | | | |
d73 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d74 | How lovely are thy dwelling fairs, O Lord of hosts, how dear | | | | | | | |
d75 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d76 | Hushed was the evening hymn | | | | | | | |
d77 | I am not worthy, holy Lord | | | | | | | |
d78 | I am so glad that our [my] Father [Savior] in heaven | | | | | | | |
d79 | I am thine, O Lord, I have heard thy voice | | | | | | | |
d80 | I cannot tell why he, whom angels worship | | | | | | | |
d81 | I do not ask, [O Lord], that life may be | | | | | | | |
d82 | I heard the voice of Jesus say, come unto me and rest | | | | | | | |
d83 | I joyed when to the house of God | | | | | | | |
d84 | I know that my Redeemer lives, O the sweet joy | | | | | | | |
d85 | I love the Lord, because my voice | | | | | | | |
d86 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
d87 | I love to hear the story which angel [heavenly] voices tell | | | | | | | |
d88 | I love to tell the story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
d89 | I need thee every hour, most gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
d90 | I to the hills will lift mine [my] eyes | | | | | | | |
d91 | I waited for the Lord my God | | | | | | | |
d92 | I would be true, for there are those | | | | | | | |
d93 | I'll of salvation take the cup | | | | | | | |
d94 | Immortal, invisible, God only wise | | | | | | | |
d95 | In Christ there is no east or [nor] west | | | | | | | |
d96 | In the cross of Christ I [we] glory, towering | | | | | | | |
d97 | Infant holy, infant lowly For his bed a cattle stall | | | | | | | |
d98 | It came upon the [a] midnight clear | | | | | | | |
d99 | Jesus bids us shine with a pure, clear [clear, pure] light | | | | | | | |
d100 | Jesus calls us, o'er the tumult | | | | | | | |