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d1 | A believer, free from care | | | | | | | |
d2 | A solemn march we make | | | | | | | |
d3 | Ah what shall I do or where be secure | | | | | | | |
d4 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d5 | And is this heaven and am I there | | | | | | | |
d6 | Approach, my soul, the mercy seat | | | | | | | |
d7 | Arise, and hail the happy sacred day | | | | | | | |
d8 | Before Elisha's gate the Syrian leper stood | | | | | | | |
d9 | Begone, unbelief, [for] my [our] Savior is near | | | | | | | |
d10 | Behold that great and awful day | | | | | | | |
d11 | Behold the awful trumpet sounds | | | | | | | |
d12 | Beside the gospel pool Appointed for the poor | | | | | | | |
d13 | Brethren farewell I do you tell | | | | | | | |
d14 | Brother soldier, still fight on | | | | | | | |
d15 | Burst, ye emerald [pearly] gates, and bring | | | | | | | |
d16 | By faith in Christ I walk with God | | | | | | | |
d17 | By the poor widow's oil and meal | | | | | | | |
d18 | By whom was David taught | | | | | | | |
d19 | Christ is set on Zion's hill | | | | | | | |
d20 | Come, all ye mourning pilgrims now | | | | | | | |
d21 | Come, all ye poor sinners that [who] from Adam came | | | | | | | |
d22 | Come all ye [you] weary travellers | | | | | | | |
d23 | Come and taste along with me, consolation and running free | | | | | | | |
d24 | Come, angels, seize your harps of gold | | | | | | | |
d25 | Come friends and relations let us [come] join heart and hand | | | | | | | |
d26 | Come let us lift our voices high | | | | | | | |
d27 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
d28 | Come, O thou traveller unknown | | | | | | | |
d29 | Come on, my fellow pilgrims, come | | | | | | | |
d30 | Come souls that long for Jesus | | | | | | | |
d31 | Come, we [ye] [you] that love the Lord indeed | | | | | | | |
d32 | Come, ye happy race Who are ransomed by grace | | | | | | | |
d33 | Come, ye that fear [love] the Lord, and listen while I tell | | | | | | | |
d34 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
d35 | Cursed be the man for ever cursed | | | | | | | |
d36 | Dear Jesus, here comes, And knocks at Thy door | | | | | | | |
d37 | Dearest Jesus, though unseen, My believing heart must love thee | | | | | | | |
d38 | Encouraged by thy word | | | | | | | |
d39 | Far above yon glorious ceiling | | | | | | | |
d40 | Farewell, my [dear] brethren in the Lord | | | | | | | |
d41 | Fervent persevering prayers | | | | | | | |
d42 | Glory to God on high, Let earth and skies reply | | | | | | | |
d43 | Glory to thee, my [our] God [O Lord], this night [day] | | | | | | | |
d44 | Gracious Lord [God], our children see | | | | | | | |
d45 | Hail, sovereign love, that first began | | | | | | | |
d46 | Hail the gospel jubilee | | | | | | | |
d47 | Hail to thy brightness, glorious sun | | | | | | | |
d48 | Hark, how time's wide sounding bell | | | | | | | |
d49 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
d50 | Hark, my soul, the trumpet sounding | | | | | | | |
d51 | Hark, the jubilee is sounding | | | | | | | |
d52 | He comes, he comes, the trumpets sound | | | | | | | |
d53 | Heralds of the King of kings, preach the peace | | | | | | | |
d54 | Honey though the bee prepares | | | | | | | |
d55 | How am I held a prisoner now | | | | | | | |
d56 | How blest the righteous are | | | | | | | |
d57 | How happy every child of grace, The soul that's filled | | | | | | | |
d58 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
d59 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d60 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
d61 | How welcome to the saints [soul] [when] pressed | | | | | | | |
d62 | I am Alpha, says the Savior | | | | | | | |
d63 | I will praise thee every day | | | | | | | |
d64 | I would but cannot sing | | | | | | | |
d65 | In evil long I took delight | | | | | | | |
d66 | In the house of king David a fountain | | | | | | | |
d67 | In what confusion earth appears | | | | | | | |
d68 | Innumerable foes attack the child of God | | | | | | | |
d69 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
d70 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d71 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
d72 | Jesus Christ, the Lord's anointed | | | | | | | |
d73 | Jesus, the Lord, our souls adore | | | | | | | |
d74 | John, in a vision, saw the day | | | | | | | |
d75 | Legion was my name, by nature | | | | | | | |
d76 | Let me dwell on [in] [at] Golgotha | | | | | | | |
d77 | Let us love and sing and wonder | | | | | | | |
d78 | Lift your heads, ye friends of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d79 | Listed into the cause of sin | | | | | | | |
d80 | Lo he cometh countless trumpets | | | | | | | |
d81 | Lo the God by whom salvation | | | | | | | |
d82 | Lo we see the sign appearing | | | | | | | |
d83 | Lord, what is man, extremes how wide | | | | | | | |
d84 | Lord, when together here we meet | | | | | | | |
d85 | Mercy, O thou Son of David | | | | | | | |
d86 | Mourn, mourn, ye saints as if you see | | | | | | | |
d87 | My barns are full, my stores increase | | | | | | | |
d88 | My brethren, from my heart beloved | | | | | | | |
d89 | My friends and my neighbors that [who] live in this place | | | | | | | |
d90 | My god from whom my joys arise | | | | | | | |
d91 | My God was with me all this [the] night | | | | | | | |
d92 | My soul is beset with grief and dismay | | | | | | | |
d93 | My thoughts on awful subjects roll | | | | | | | |
d94 | Nay, I cannot let thee go | | | | | | | |
d95 | Never let good despair | | | | | | | |
d96 | No words can declare, no fancy can paint | | | | | | | |
d97 | Now begin the heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
d98 | Now in a song of grateful praise [love] | | | | | | | |
d99 | Now the Savior stands [standeth] [standing] a-pleading [and pleading] | | | | | | | |
d100 | O, blessed estate of the dead | | | | | | | |