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d1 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d2 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d3 | And am I born to die | | | | | | | |
d4 | At thy command, our dearest Lord | | | | | | | |
d5 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d6 | Awake, ye saints, and raise [lift] your eyes | | | | | | | |
d7 | Awake, ye sleeping souls, awake | | | | | | | |
d8 | Backsliders, who your misery feel | | | | | | | |
d9 | Before Jehovah's awful throne | | | | | | | |
d10 | Before Thy throne, eternal King | | | | | | | |
d11 | Begone, unbelief, [for] my [our] Savior is near | | | | | | | |
d12 | Behold the grace appears, The promise is fulfilled | | | | | | | |
d13 | Behold the leperous Jew | | | | | | | |
d14 | Behold the throne of grace | | | | | | | |
d15 | Behold what wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
d16 | Behold with awful pomp | | | | | | | |
d17 | Beside the gospel pool Appointed for the poor | | | | | | | |
d18 | Bitter indeed, the waters are | | | | | | | |
d19 | Blessed [Blest] are the sons of God | | | | | | | |
d20 | Blest are the souls that [who] hear and know | | | | | | | |
d21 | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
d22 | Brethren farewell I do you tell | | | | | | | |
d23 | Broad is the road [stream] that leads to death [wrath] | | | | | | | |
d24 | By the poor widow's oil and meal | | | | | | | |
d25 | By whom was David taught | | | | | | | |
d26 | Children of the heavenly king as we journey | | | | | | | |
d27 | Come all ye saints and sinners near [now], Come listen a | | | | | | | |
d28 | Come all ye [you] weary travellers | | | | | | | |
d29 | Come brethren and sisters, that [who] love my [our] dear Lord | | | | | | | |
d30 | Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
d31 | Come, guilty souls, and flee away | | | | | | | |
d32 | Come, happy souls, approach your God | | | | | | | |
d33 | Come hither, all ye [you] weary souls | | | | | | | |
d34 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers | | | | | | | |
d35 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
d36 | Come soldiers of Jesus, awake from your sleep | | | | | | | |
d37 | Come, ye Christians, sing the praises | | | | | | | |
d38 | Come, ye sinners, come to Jesus; Think upon your | | | | | | | |
d39 | Come, ye [you] that [who] know the Lord indeed | | | | | | | |
d40 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d41 | Constrained by their Lord to embark | | | | | | | |
d42 | Dearest Savior, help thy servant | | | | | | | |
d43 | Dismiss us with Thy blessing, Lord, Help | | | | | | | |
d44 | Do not I love thee, O my Lord [God]? Behold my heart and see | | | | | | | |
d45 | Dread Sovereign, let my evening song | | | | | | | |
d46 | Elijah's example declares | | | | | | | |
d47 | Encompassed with clouds of distress | | | | | | | |
d48 | Encouraged by thy word | | | | | | | |
d49 | Ere God had built the mountains | | | | | | | |
d50 | Eternity is just at hand | | | | | | | |
d51 | Far from my [our] thoughts, vain world, be gone | | | | | | | |
d52 | Farewell, my [dear] brethren in the Lord | | | | | | | |
d53 | Forgiveness, 'tis [what] a joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d54 | From Egypt lately freed [fled] | | | | | | | |
d55 | From pole to pole let others roam | | | | | | | |
d56 | Gird thy loins up, Christian soldier | | | | | | | |
d57 | Go teach the [all] nations and baptize | | | | | | | |
d58 | God of the morning, at whose [thy] voice | | | | | | | |
d59 | Grace, 'tis a charming [cheering] [joyful] [pleasing] sound | | | | | | | |
d60 | Gracious Lord, incline thine ear | | | | | | | |
d61 | Great God, we in thy courts appear | | | | | | | |
d62 | Hail, sovereign Lord, who first began | | | | | | | |
d63 | Hark, from the tomb [tombs] a doleful [warning] [mournful] sound | | | | | | | |
d64 | He comes, he comes, to judge the world | | | | | | | |
d65 | Heaven has confirmed the great [dread] decree | | | | | | | |
d66 | Here at thy table, Lord, we meet to feed | | | | | | | |
d67 | His death we mourn, who lately stood | | | | | | | |
d68 | Hosanna, with a cheerful sound | | | | | | | |
d69 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
d70 | How charming is the place | | | | | | | |
d71 | How condescending, and how kind | | | | | | | |
d72 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d73 | How great, how solemn is the work | | | | | | | |
d74 | How happy is the Christian's state [mind] | | | | | | | |
d75 | How loath was my condition | | | | | | | |
d76 | How long shall earth's alluring toys | | | | | | | |
d77 | How oft, alas, this [our] wretched [sinful] [wicked] heart | | | | | | | |
d78 | How oft have [hath] sin and Satan [nature] strove [striven] | | | | | | | |
d79 | How short and hasty is our life | | | | | | | |
d80 | How various and how new | | | | | | | |
d81 | Humble souls, who [that] seek salvation | | | | | | | |
d82 | Hungry, and faint and poor | | | | | | | |
d83 | I am a stranger here below, and what I am it's | | | | | | | |
d84 | I set myself against the Lord | | | | | | | |
d85 | I want an heart to pray | | | | | | | |
d86 | I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
d87 | Jerusalem, my happy home, O how I long for thee | | | | | | | |
d88 | Jesu Redeemer of all mankind | | | | | | | |
d89 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d90 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
d91 | Jesus grant us all a blessing | | | | | | | |
d92 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
d93 | Jesus invites his saints | | | | | | | |
d94 | Jesus is gone above the skies [sky] | | | | | | | |
d95 | Jesus is our great salvation | | | | | | | |
d96 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d97 | Jesus, with all thy saints above | | | | | | | |
d98 | Keep silence, all created things | | | | | | | |
d99 | Kind souls, who for the miseries moan | | | | | | | |
d100 | Let all our tongues be one | | | | | | | |