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1 | Gently, Lord, oh, gently lead us | | | | | | | |
2 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
3 | Jesu, Lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
4 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
5 | While shepherds watched their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
6 | It came upon the midnight clear | | | | | | | |
7 | Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing | | | | | | | |
8 | Hark, the glad sound! the Saviour comes | | | | | | | |
9 | Brightest and best of the sons of the morning | | | | | | | |
10 | Go to dark Gethsemane | | | | | | | |
11 | All hail the power of Jesus' name! | | | | | | | |
12 | Hail to the Lord's anointed | | | | | | | |
13 | Before Jehovah's awful throne | | | | | | | |
14 | God is love! his mercy brightens | | | | | | | |
15 | Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty! | | | | | | | |
16 | When all Thy mercies, O my God | | | | | | | |
17 | From all that dwell below the skies | | | | | | | |
18 | Praise to God, immortal praise | | | | | | | |
19 | O Jesu, thou art standing | | | | | | | |
20 | My faith looks up to thee | | | | | | | |
21 | Jesus, I my cross have taken | | | | | | | |
22 | Softly now the light of day | | | | | | | |
23 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me | | | | | | | |
24 | Abide with me! fast falls the eventide | | | | | | | |
25 | The morning light is breaking | | | | | | | |
26 | Nearer, my God, to Thee | | | | | | | |
27 | I think, when I read that sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
28 | Just as I am, without one plea | | | | | | | |
29 | Whilst thee I seek, protecting power | | | | | | | |
30 | Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah! | | | | | | | |
31 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
32 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
33 | I would not live alway,— live always below! | | | | | | | |
34 | Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
35 | There is a happy land | | | | | | | |
36 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
37 | Hark! hark, my soul! angelic songs are swelling | | | | | | | |
38 | Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing | | | | | | | |
39 | O Paradise! O Paradise | | | | | | | |
40 | Children of the heavenly king | | | | | | | |
41 | O star of Truth, down shining | | | | | | | |
42 | Still, still with thee, when purple morning breaketh | | | | | | | |
43 | I was a wandering sheep | | | | | | | |
44 | In heavenly love abiding | | | | | | | |
45 | In the cross of Christ I glory | | | | | | | |
46 | O holy Saviour Friend unseen | | | | | | | |
47 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
48 | Saviour, breathe an evening blessing | | | | | | | |
49 | Welcome, happy morning | | | | | | | |
50 | When morning gilds the skies | | | | | | | |
51 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
52 | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
53 | Fierce was the wild billow | | | | | | | |
54 | Hark, the herald angels sing | | | | | | | |
55 | I heard the voice of Jesus say | | | | | | | |
56 | Jerusalem, the golden! | | | | | | | |
57 | A charge to keep I have | | | | | | | |
58 | Oh, could I speak the matchless worth | | | | | | | |
59 | Onward, Christian soldiers! | | | | | | | |
60 | Our blest Redeemer, ere HYe breathed | | | | | | | |
61 | Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear | | | | | | | |
62 | The shadows of the evening hours | | | | | | | |
63 | Hark! what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
64 | A few more years shall roll | | | | | | | |
65 | As pants the hart for cooling streams | | | | | | | |
66 | O mother dear, Jerusalem! | | | | | | | |
67 | Dawn purples all the east with light | | | | | | | |
68 | Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright | | | | | | | |
69 | Christ to the young man said: Yet one thing more | | | | | | | |
70 | Lord of all being! throned afar | | | | | | | |
71 | O Love Divine, that stooped to share | | | | | | | |
72 | Sunlight upon Judaea's hills | | | | | | | |
73 | From every stormy wind that blows | | | | | | | |
74 | The Son of God goes forth to war | | | | | | | |
75 | Oh, worship the King | | | | | | | |
76 | Up to those bright and gladsome hills | | | | | | | |
77 | A mighty fortress is our God | | | | | | | |
78 | When Israel, of the Lord beloved | | | | | | | |
79 | The King of love my shepherd is | | | | | | | |
80 | Thou say'st, Take up thy cross | | | | | | | |
81 | Beyond, beyond that boundless sea | | | | | | | |
82 | Father, I know that all my life | | | | | | | |
83 | City of God, how broad and far | | | | | | | |
84 | Day of wrath,—that day of days | | | | | | | |