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1 | What is our God, or what his name | | | | | | | |
2 | Thy names, how infinite they be! | | | | | | | |
3 | God is a name my soul adores | | | | | | | |
4 | Keep silence, all created things | | | | | | | |
5 | Eternal power! whose high abode | | | | | | | |
6 | Awake, my soul, in joyful lays | | | | | | | |
7 | Thy mercy, M God, is the theme of my song | | | | | | | |
8 | When the Eternal bows the skies | | | | | | | |
9 | Ye humble souls, approach your God | | | | | | | |
10 | Eternal Wisdom, thee we praise! | | | | | | | |
11 | Ye sons of men, with joy record | | | | | | | |
12 | Thy ways, O Lord! with wise design | | | | | | | |
13 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
14 | Head of the church triumphant | | | | | | | |
15 | When all thy mercies, O my God | | | | | | | |
16 | When pale with sickness, oft hast thou | | | | | | | |
17 | Thy way, O Lord, is in the sea | | | | | | | |
18 | The Lord our God is clothed with might | | | | | | | |
19 | Adam, our father and our head | | | | | | | |
20 | God's holy law transgressed | | | | | | | |
21 | Ah, how shall fallen man | | | | | | | |
22 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
23 | Father of mercies! in thy word | | | | | | | |
24 | Blow ye the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
25 | The voice of free grace cries escape to the mountain | | | | | | | |
26 | Hark! brethren, don't you hear the sound | | | | | | | |
27 | How happy are we, Our election who see | | | | | | | |
28 | Yet one thing we want | | | | | | | |
29 | Hark! the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
30 | As on the cross the Saviour hung | | | | | | | |
31 | Dear Saviour, we are thine | | | | | | | |
32 | How oft, alas! this wretched heart | | | | | | | |
33 | Our heavenly Father calls | | | | | | | |
34 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
35 | Behold the lep'rous Jew | | | | | | | |
36 | My soul, with joy attend | | | | | | | |
37 | Thee, Father! we bless | | | | | | | |
38 | In songs of sublime adoration and praise | | | | | | | |
39 | Great God, 'tis from thy sov'reign grace | | | | | | | |
40 | Grace! 'tis a charming sound! | | | | | | | |
41 | Raise, thoughtless sinner, raise thine eye | | | | | | | |
42 | Father, how wide thy glory shines | | | | | | | |
43 | Salvation!--Oh, melodious sound | | | | | | | |
44 | When marshall'd on the nightly plain | | | | | | | |
45 | Hark! the Jubilee is sounding | | | | | | | |
46 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
47 | Behold a stranger at the door! | | | | | | | |
48 | Come ye sinners, poor and wretched | | | | | | | |
49 | Sinners, the voice of God regard | | | | | | | |
50 | Come, weary souls, with sin distrest | | | | | | | |
51 | Ye dying sons of men | | | | | | | |
52 | The Saviour calls--let every ear | | | | | | | |
53 | Afflicted saint, to Christ draw near | | | | | | | |
54 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
55 | Sinners, will you scorn the message | | | | | | | |
56 | Now is the time, th' accepted hour | | | | | | | |
57 | Say, sinner, hath a voice within | | | | | | | |
58 | Sinner, art thou still secure? | | | | | | | |
59 | Hither, ye faithful; haste with songs of triumph | | | | | | | |
60 | Stop, poor sinner! stop and think | | | | | | | |
61 | Sinner, O why so thoughtless grown? | | | | | | | |
62 | How shall I my Saviour set forth? | | | | | | | |
63 | Children of the heavenly king | | | | | | | |
64 | Mortals, awake, with angels join | | | | | | | |
65 | Awake, awake the sacred song | | | | | | | |
66 | Hark! the glad sound, the Saviour comes | | | | | | | |
67 | The mighty frame of glorious grace | | | | | | | |
68 | Rejoice! the Lord is King | | | | | | | |
69 | He lives! the great Redeemer lives! | | | | | | | |
70 | Awake, sweet gratitude! and sing | | | | | | | |
71 | Now let our cheerful eyes survey | | | | | | | |
72 | Poor, weak, and worthless, though I am | | | | | | | |
73 | All hail the pow'r of Jesus' name! | | | | | | | |
74 | When sins and fears prevailing rise | | | | | | | |
75 | Light of those, whose dreary dwelling | | | | | | | |
76 | Saviour divine! we know thy name | | | | | | | |
77 | Jesus, the spring of joys divine | | | | | | | |
78 | While my Redeemer's near | | | | | | | |
79 | Jesus, my all, to heav'n is gone | | | | | | | |
80 | There is no path to heav'nly bliss | | | | | | | |
81 | Compar'd with Christ, in all beside | | | | | | | |
82 | From Egypt lately freed | | | | | | | |
83 | 'Tis finish'd! so the Saviour cried | | | | | | | |
84 | O thou, in whose presence | | | | | | | |
85 | His voice, as the sound | | | | | | | |
86 | But when arm'd with vengeance | | | | | | | |
87 | How tedious and tasteless the hours | | | | | | | |
88 | Jesus! thou art the sinner's Friend | | | | | | | |
89 | If life's pleasures charm thee, give them not thy heart | | | | | | | |
90 | Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly dove | | | | | | | |
91 | Bless'd Jesus, source of grace divine | | | | | | | |
92 | Come, Holy Spirit, come | | | | | | | |
93 | Faith!--tis a precious grace | | | | | | | |
94 | While I to grief my soul gave way | | | | | | | |
95 | A debtor to mercy alone | | | | | | | |
96 | Your harps, ye trembling saints | | | | | | | |
97 | Not by the laws of innocence | | | | | | | |
98 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
99 | Now let our voices join | | | | | | | |
100 | Thy way, O God! is in the sea | | | | | | | |