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1 | Great God, we sing that mighty hand | | | | | | | |
2 | My God, my King, Thy various praise | | | | | | | |
3 | O, for a sweet, inspiring ray | | | | | | | |
4 | O the immense, the amazing height | | | | | | | |
5 | Jehovah reigns; He dwells in light | | | | | | | |
6 | Hail to the Prince of life and peace | | | | | | | |
7 | Who shall ascend Thy heav'nly place | | | | | | | |
8 | Kindred in Christ, for His dear sake | | | | | | | |
9 | What was thy crime, my dearest Lord | | | | | | | |
10 | O childhood's innocence! The voice | | | | | | | |
11 | Why should we start and fear to die? | | | | | | | |
12 | Thus far the Lord has led me on | | | | | | | |
13 | Far from my thoughts, vain world! begone | | | | | | | |
14 | God in His earthly temple lays | | | | | | | |
15 | Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will | | | | | | | |
16 | Lord, now we part in Thy blest name | | | | | | | |
17 | From every stormy wind that blows | | | | | | | |
18 | Return, my roving heart, return | | | | | | | |
19 | When silent steal across my soul | | | | | | | |
20 | My soul before Thee prostrate lies | | | | | | | |
21 | Exalted Prince of life, we own | | | | | | | |
22 | God of the morning, at whose voice | | | | | | | |
23 | Arise, in all Thy splendor, Lord | | | | | | | |
24 | Ye sons of men, with joy record | | | | | | | |
25 | The starry firmament on high | | | | | | | |
26 | Father of mercies, God of love! | | | | | | | |
27 | Weary of wandering from my God | | | | | | | |
28 | Eternal Father! throned above | | | | | | | |
29 | My soul with sacred joy survey | | | | | | | |
30 | What equal honors shall we bring | | | | | | | |
31 | The heavens declare thy glory, Lord | | | | | | | |
32 | Awake, arise, and hail the morn | | | | | | | |
33 | How blest the sacred tie that binds | | | | | | | |
34 | Lord, how secure and blest are they | | | | | | | |
35 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
36 | Though I have grieved Thy Spirit, Lord | | | | | | | |
37 | O happy day that fixed my choice | | | | | | | |
38 | Our Lord is risen from the dead | | | | | | | |
39 | God is the refuge of His saints | | | | | | | |
40 | Come, let our voices join to raise | | | | | | | |
41 | Here at thy cross, my dying God | | | | | | | |
42 | From deep distress and troubled thoughts | | | | | | | |
43 | Jesus, thy blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
44 | Where two or three, with sweet accord | | | | | | | |
45 | Lord, fill me with an humble fear | | | | | | | |
46 | To honor those who gave us birth | | | | | | | |
47 | Asleep in Jesus! Blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
48 | O Thou that hear'st when sinners cry | | | | | | | |
49 | Sweet is the scene when Christians die | | | | | | | |
50 | Dear Lord, and shall Thy Spirit rest | | | | | | | |
51 | At anchor, laid remote from home | | | | | | | |
52 | Why sinks my weak, desponding mind? | | | | | | | |
53 | I spread my sins before the Lord | | | | | | | |
54 | O Thou, to whom in ancient time | | | | | | | |
55 | God of my life, through all my days | | | | | | | |
56 | I know that my Redeemer lives | | | | | | | |
57 | Grant the abundance of the sea | | | | | | | |
58 | 'Tis finished! So the Saviour cried | | | | | | | |
59 | Lord, now we part in Thy blest name | | | | | | | |
60 | Worthy the Lamb of boundless sway | | | | | | | |
61 | To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost | | | | | | | |
62 | My God, permit me not to be | | | | | | | |
63 | All scenes alike engaging prove | | | | | | | |
64 | When we, our wearied limbs to rest | | | | | | | |
65 | Oh! from the world's vile slavery | | | | | | | |
66 | Ye Christian heralds, go proclaim | | | | | | | |
67 | Triumphant Zion, lift thy head | | | | | | | |
68 | Awake, our souls, away, our fears | | | | | | | |
69 | O Lord of Hosts! Almighty King! | | | | | | | |
70 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
71 | At Thy command our dearest Lord | | | | | | | |
72 | Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
73 | Lord, I am Thine, entirely Thine | | | | | | | |
74 | No more, my God, I boast no more | | | | | | | |
75 | Lord, let Thy goodness lead our land | | | | | | | |
76 | O God, beneath Thy guiding hand | | | | | | | |
77 | Lord, visit Thy forsaken race | | | | | | | |
78 | Behold, the heathen waits to know | | | | | | | |
79 | Assembled in our school once more | | | | | | | |
80 | What tho' the wild waves rage around | | | | | | | |
81 | There is none other name than Thine | | | | | | | |
82 | The Lord of life this table spread | | | | | | | |
83 | Almighty Maker of my frame | | | | | | | |
84 | Wherefore should man, frail child of clay | | | | | | | |
85 | Glory to Thee, my God, this night | | | | | | | |
86 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | | | |
87 | Great God, whose universal sway | | | | | | | |
88 | Who can describe the joys that rise | | | | | | | |
89 | My God, accept my early vows | | | | | | | |
90 | O holy, holy, holy, Lord | | | | | | | |
91 | May not the sovereign Lord on high | | | | | | | |
92 | Lo! God is here! let us adore | | | | | | | |
93 | Broad is the road that leads to death | | | | | | | |
94 | With broken heart and contrite sigh | | | | | | | |
95 | Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
96 | That day of wrath, that dreadful day | | | | | | | |
97 | When gath'ring clouds around I view | | | | | | | |
98 | The Lord my pasture shall prepare | | | | | | | |
99 | At evening time let there be light | | | | | | | |
100 | How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound | | | | | | | |