# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
d2 | Abide with me, fast falls the eventide | | | | | | | |
d3 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d4 | Always with us, always with us, Words of cheer | | | | | | | |
d5 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d6 | Arise, my soul, arise, shake off | | | | | | | |
d7 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d8 | Be thou, O God, exalted high And as thy glory fills the sky | | | | | | | |
d9 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d10 | Christ, our Redeemer, died on the cross | | | | | | | |
d11 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers | | | | | | | |
d12 | Come sound his praise [name] abroad, And hymns | | | | | | | |
d13 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
d14 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d15 | Come to Jesus | | | | | | | |
d16 | Come, ye weary and oppressed, Jesus [now] is calling | | | | | | | |
d17 | Come, ye weary, heavy laden, with your load of grief and sin | | | | | | | |
d18 | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
d19 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
d20 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d21 | Depth of mercy, can there be, Mercy still reserved for me? | | | | | | | |
d22 | Down to the sacred wave | | | | | | | |
d23 | Early in the morning | | | | | | | |
d24 | Faith is a living power from heaven | | | | | | | |
d25 | Father, dear Father, look from heaven thy dwelling place | | | | | | | |
d26 | Father, I stretch my hand [hands] to thee | | | | | | | |
d27 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
d28 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
d29 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d30 | Give me the wings of faith to rise | | | | | | | |
d31 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
d32 | God is the refuge of his saints | | | | | | | |
d33 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
d34 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d35 | Hark, ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
d36 | Haste [Hasten], [O] sinner [sinners] [now] to be wise | | | | | | | |
d37 | He that [who] goeth forth with weeping, Bearing [sowing] precious seed in love | | | | | | | |
d38 | Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, Early | | | | | | | |
d39 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d40 | How pleasant thus to dwell below | | | | | | | |
d41 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
d42 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d43 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
d44 | I am dwelling on the mountain where the golden sunlight | | | | | | | |
d45 | I am on a [the] shining pathway | | | | | | | |
d46 | I can hear my [the] Savior calling | | | | | | | |
d47 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
d48 | I love to think [sing] of heaven, where white robed angels are | | | | | | | |
d49 | I stood where the ripened grain unrolled | | | | | | | |
d50 | I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
d51 | I want to learn of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d52 | I was a wandering sheep | | | | | | | |
d53 | I will follow thee, my Savior, wheresoe'er my lot | | | | | | | |
d54 | I would love thee, God and Father | | | | | | | |
d55 | In thy name, O Lord, assembling We, thy people, now draw near | | | | | | | |
d56 | Jerusalem, the golden, with milk and honey blest | | | | | | | |
d57 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d58 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
d59 | Jesus is calling, calling for thee | | | | | | | |
d60 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d61 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d62 | Jesus, Savior, pilot me | | | | | | | |
d63 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
d64 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward I [we] move | | | | | | | |
d65 | Kind words can never die, Cherished and blest | | | | | | | |
d66 | Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
d67 | Look away to Jesus | | | | | | | |
d68 | Lord, at thy mercy seat, humbly [humble] I fall | | | | | | | |
d69 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
d70 | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned upon the Savior's brow | | | | | | | |
d71 | Mid [midst] scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
d72 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
d73 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d74 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d75 | My gracious Lord [God], I own thy right | | | | | | | |
d76 | My Jesus [Father] [Savior], as thou wilt | | | | | | | |
d77 | My Jesus [Savior], I love thee, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d78 | My Lord [he] calls me, [he] calls me in [by] the thunder | | | | | | | |
d79 | No sinful thought intrude today | | | | | | | |
d80 | O come, come away | | | | | | | |
d81 | O day of rest [peace] and gladness | | | | | | | |
d82 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d83 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d84 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d85 | O Jesus, King most wonderful | | | | | | | |
d86 | O the love of Christ is boundless | | | | | | | |
d87 | O this old time religion | | | | | | | |
d88 | O thou who in Jordan didst bow | | | | | | | |
d89 | O turn ye [you], O turn ye [you], for why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d90 | O what are the lessons that Jesus is teaching us day after day | | | | | | | |
d91 | O [When] thou my righteous Judge shall [shalt] come | | | | | | | |
d92 | O worship the King, all glorious above | | | | | | | |
d93 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d94 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d95 | Open mine [my] eyes, O Lord, that I may see my vision | | | | | | | |
d96 | Our Father in heaven | | | | | | | |
d97 | Our youthful hearts with [for] temperance burn | | | | | | | |
d98 | Praise the Lord, ye heavens adore him | | | | | | | |
d99 | Remember thy Creator now | | | | | | | |
d100 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |