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1 | Ye children of Zion that's [who are] aiming for glory | | | | | | | |
2 | Saw ye [you] my Savior, saw ye [you] my Savior | | | | | | | |
3 | How happy every child of grace, The soul that's filled | | | | | | | |
4 | Ye sons of war I pray draw near | | | | | | | |
5 | O Jesus, my Savior, to Thee I submit | | | | | | | |
6 | From the regions of love, lo, an angel descended | | | | | | | |
7 | Bright scenes of glory strike my sense | | | | | | | |
8 | O how I have longed for the coming [presence] of God [the Lord] | | | | | | | |
9 | Almighty love inspire My heart [soul] with sacred fire [pure desire] | | | | | | | |
10 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
11 | Mercy, O thou Son of David | | | | | | | |
12 | Come, we [ye] [you] that love the Lord indeed | | | | | | | |
13 | Hail, sovereign love, that first began | | | | | | | |
14 | Stop, poor sinner [sinners], and look [look you] yonder | | | | | | | |
15 | The Son of Man they did betray | | | | | | | |
16 | Don't you see my Jesus coming? | | | | | | | |
17 | Throughout the Savior's life we [I'll] trace | | | | | | | |
18 | Listed into the cause of sin | | | | | | | |
19 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
20 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
21 | Ye jewels of my [our] master | | | | | | | |
22 | Burst, ye emerald [pearly] gates, and bring | | | | | | | |
23 | Come and taste along with me, consolation running free | | | | | | | |
24 | O give me, Lord, my sins to mourn | | | | | | | |
25 | O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above | | | | | | | |
26 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
27 | O God, my heart with love inflame | | | | | | | |
28 | This life's a dream, an empty show | | | | | | | |
29 | From all that's mortal, all that's vain | | | | | | | |
30 | There is a land of pleasure, Where streams of joy forever roll | | | | | | | |
31 | Jerusalem, my happy home, O how I long for thee | | | | | | | |
32 | Farewell, dear friend [friends], I must be gone | | | | | | | |
33 | The Lord into his garden comes | | | | | | | |
34 | Awaked by Sinai's awful sound | | | | | | | |
35 | Lift up your hearts, Immanuel's friends | | | | | | | |
36 | Dark and thorny [stormy] is the desert | | | | | | | |
37 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
38 | There is a heaven o'er yonder skies | | | | | | | |
39 | The wondrous love of Jesus from doubts and fears it [he] frees us | | | | | | | |
40 | The reason we love friendship | | | | | | | |
41 | Come all ye [you] weary travellers | | | | | | | |
42 | Come, saints and sinners, hear me tell | | | | | | | |
43 | Far above yon glorious ceiling | | | | | | | |
44 | Hark, the jubilee is sounding | | | | | | | |
45 | Brethren, we have met to worship, and adore the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
47 | O Jesus, now thy power display | | | | | | | |
48 | O Jesus, my Savior, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
49 | What happy children, who follow [wait on] Jesus | | | | | | | |
50 | Awake, O guilty world, awake | | | | | | | |
51 | Our souls by [in] love together knit [drawn] [joined] | | | | | | | |
52 | In the house of king David a fountain | | | | | | | |
53 | Arise and shine, O Zion fair | | | | | | | |
54 | Sweet rivers of redeeming love | | | | | | | |
55 | Arise, and hail the sacred day | | | | | | | |
56 | Sinner [sinners], hear the [thy] Savior's call | | | | | | | |
57 | The sacred ties of friendship | | | | | | | |
58 | Attend, young friends, while [whilst] I relate | | | | | | | |
59 | There shall we reign with Jesus | | | | | | | |
60 | Ye weary heavy laden souls | | | | | | | |
61 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
62 | Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand | | | | | | | |
63 | Farewell, my dear brethren, I bid you farewell | | | | | | | |
64 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
65 | How sweet, how [and] heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
66 | Lord, my ransomed soul adores thee | | | | | | | |
67 | I love my blessed Savior, I feel I'm in his favor | | | | | | | |
68 | My days, my [and] weeks, my [and] months, my [and] years | | | | | | | |
69 | I love thee, I love thee, I love thee my Love [Lord] | | | | | | | |
70 | With love and pity I look round | | | | | | | |
71 | Afflictions, though they seem severe | | | | | | | |
72 | From whence doth [does] this [the] union arise | | | | | | | |
73 | There is a holy city, A happy world above | | | | | | | |
74 | Ye saints of Jesus courage take | | | | | | | |
75 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
76 | In vain my [the] fancy strives to paint The moment after death | | | | | | | |
77 | Come, my soul, and let us try, For a little season | | | | | | | |
78 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
79 | From Egypt lately freed [fled] | | | | | | | |
80 | In all my Lord's appointed ways | | | | | | | |
81 | Friends of Jesus, come and dwell | | | | | | | |
82 | Hither, ye faithful, haste with [in] songs of triumph | | | | | | | |
83 | Nay, I cannot let thee go Till a blessing thou bestow | | | | | | | |
84 | My God was with me all this [the] night | | | | | | | |
85 | God counts the sorrows of his saints | | | | | | | |
86 | The gospel's joyful sound | | | | | | | |
87 | Behold the wretch whose lust and wine | | | | | | | |
88 | Ye humble souls approach your God | | | | | | | |
89 | Ye virgin [waiting] souls, arise | | | | | | | |
90 | Dearest Jesus, though unseen, My believing heart must love thee | | | | | | | |
91 | Yonder amazing sight I [we] see | | | | | | | |
92 | Angel [Angels], roll the rock [stone] away | | | | | | | |
93 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
94 | Didst thou dear Jesus suffer shame | | | | | | | |
95 | Come Holy Ghost, my soul inspire, bear witness | | | | | | | |
96 | Hark, from the tomb [tombs] a doleful [warning] [mournful] sound | | | | | | | |
97 | And will the Judge descend [ascend] | | | | | | | |
98 | Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
99 | O may I worthy prove to see The saints in full prosperity | | | | | | | |
100 | Mortals, awake, with angels join | | | | | | | |
101 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |