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d1 | A beggar poor, at mercy's door | | | | | | | |
d2 | As helpless and pensive, deprived of sight | | | | | | | |
d3 | Awaked by Sinai's awful sound | | | | | | | |
d4 | Come all you mourning pilgrims, that [who] feel | | | | | | | |
d5 | Dear people all, attention give | | | | | | | |
d6 | From whence doth [does] this [the] union arise | | | | | | | |
d7 | Great God of justice, truth and grace | | | | | | | |
d8 | Hail, sovereign love, that first began | | | | | | | |
d9 | House of our God, with cheerful anthems | | | | | | | |
d10 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
d11 | How marvellous, Lord, are all thy ways | | | | | | | |
d12 | Most freely now, in answer, I will, at your request | | | | | | | |
d13 | My friends and my neighbors that [who] live in this place | | | | | | | |
d14 | Say, should we search the globe around | | | | | | | |
d15 | Ye captives restored, and saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
aI | To God, the universal King, let all mankind their tribute bring | | | | | | | |
aII | Eternal God, Almighty Cause | | | | | | | |
aIII | Thou art, O God, a Spirit pure | | | | | | | |
aIV | Lord, thou hast been thy children's God | | | | | | | |
aV | Great Former of this various [wondrous] frame | | | | | | | |
aVI | Thy name, how infinite they be | | | | | | | |
aVII | Ye servants of your God, his fame | | | | | | | |
aVIII | Lord, thou with an unerring beam [eye] | | | | | | | |
aIX | Keep silence, all created things | | | | | | | |
aX | Glory to the eternal King, Clad in majesty | | | | | | | |
aXI | Wait, O my soul, thy [the] Maker's will | | | | | | | |
aXII | Ye humble souls, approach your God | | | | | | | |
aXIII | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
aXIV | When the Eternal bows the skies | | | | | | | |
aXV | Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song | | | | | | | |
aXVI | Lord, and am I yet alive, But [Not] in torments, not in hell | | | | | | | |
aXVII | Holy and reverend is the name | | | | | | | |
aXVIII | Great God, my Maker and my King | | | | | | | |
aXIX | Ye humble saints, proclaim abroad | | | | | | | |
aXX | What is our God or [and] what his name | | | | | | | |
aXXI | When first the God of boundless grace | | | | | | | |
aXXII | Father of glory to thy name | | | | | | | |
aXXIII | God is a name my soul adores | | | | | | | |
aXXIV | Great Author of the immortal mind | | | | | | | |
aXXV | My grateful tongue, immortal king | | | | | | | |
aXXVI | Eternal Power, whose high abode | | | | | | | |
aXXVII | Look up ye saints direct your eyes | | | | | | | |
aXXVIII | Lord, thy pervading knowledge strikes | | | | | | | |
aXXIX | Eternal wisdom thee we praise | | | | | | | |
aXXX | Ye sons of men, with joy record | | | | | | | |
aXXXI | Thy ways, O Lord [God] with wise design | | | | | | | |
aXXXII | Lord, when my [our] raptured thought surveys | | | | | | | |
aXXXIII | Through all the various [varying] shifting [passing] scene | | | | | | | |
aXXXIV | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
aXXXV | Great God of providence, thy ways | | | | | | | |
aXXXVI | How are thy servants blest, O Lord [God] | | | | | | | |
aXXXVII | Almighty Father, gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
aXXXVIII | Adam our father and our head | | | | | | | |
aXXXIX | With tears of anguish I lament | | | | | | | |
aXL | Astonished and distressed | | | | | | | |
aXLI | What jarring natures dwell within | | | | | | | |
aXLII | Arise, my tenderest thoughts, arise | | | | | | | |
aXLIII | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
aXLIV | When Isr'l through the desert passed | | | | | | | |
aXLV | Let avarice from [borne] shore to shore | | | | | | | |
aXLVI | Father of mercies, in thy [your] word | | | | | | | |
aXLVII | That God, who made the worlds on high | | | | | | | |
aXLVIII | Thy sire, and her who brought thee forth | | | | | | | |
aXLIX | Raise thoughtless sinner raise thine eye | | | | | | | |
aL | Here, Lord, my soul convicted stands | | | | | | | |
aLI | No strength of nature can suffice | | | | | | | |
aLII | Cursed be the man for ever cursed | | | | | | | |
aLIII | Isr'l in ancient days | | | | | | | |
aLIV | God, in the gospel of his [the] Son | | | | | | | |
aLV | Jesus, the eternal, glorious Son of God | | | | | | | |
aLVI | On Zion, his own holy mount, God will a feast prepare | | | | | | | |
aLVII | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
aLVIII | Loud let the tuneful trumpet sound | | | | | | | |
aLIX | What wisdom, majesty and grace | | | | | | | |
aLX | What shall the dying sinner do | | | | | | | |
aLXI | Shall atheists dare insult the cross | | | | | | | |
aLXII | How happy are we, Our election who see | | | | | | | |
aLXIII | Who shall condemn to endless flames | | | | | | | |
aLXIV | O my distrustful heart, how small thy faith appears | | | | | | | |
aLXV | Sons we are, through God's election | | | | | | | |
aLXVI | The God of Abraham praise, who reigns enthroned | | | | | | | |
aLXVII | My God the covenant of thy love abides forever sure | | | | | | | |
aLXVIII | O Lord my God, whose sovereign love | | | | | | | |
aLXIX | Now begin the heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
aLXX | Enslaved by sin and bound in chains | | | | | | | |
aLXXI | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
aLXXII | ôTis finished, so the Savior cried, and meekly | | | | | | | |
aLXXIII | Shall Jesus descend from the skies | | | | | | | |
aLXXIV | O thou who didst thy glory leave | | | | | | | |
aLXXV | Hail, thou once despised Jesus | | | | | | | |
aLXXVI | Father, God, who seest in me | | | | | | | |
aLXXVII | Hail, mighty Jesus, how divine | | | | | | | |
aLXXVIII | Once as the Savior passed along | | | | | | | |
aLXXIX | When some kind shepherd from his [the] fold | | | | | | | |
aLXXX | As on the cross the Savior hung | | | | | | | |
aLXXXI | Dear Savior we are thine, By everlasting | | | | | | | |
aLXXXII | To God, my Savior and my King, fain would my soul her tribute bring | | | | | | | |
aLXXXIII | Wherewith O God [Lord], shall I draw near | | | | | | | |
aLXXXIV | Jesus, thy blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
aLXXXV | Great God of wonders all thy ways | | | | | | | |