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d1 | A few more days of pain and woe | | | | | | | |
d2 | A soldier of the cross am I | | | | | | | |
d3 | Afflicted saint [saints] [soul] [souls], to Christ [God] draw near | | | | | | | |
d4 | All who seek a throne of grace | | | | | | | |
d5 | Almighty love inspire My heart [soul] with sacred fire [pure desire] | | | | | | | |
d6 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d7 | Arise and shine, O Zion fair | | | | | | | |
d8 | Arise, my soul, to Pisgah's height | | | | | | | |
d9 | As I lay musing on my bed | | | | | | | |
d10 | Attend, ye saints, and hear me tell | | | | | | | |
d11 | Awake, O guilty world, awake | | | | | | | |
d12 | Blessed Savior, callest [called] thou me | | | | | | | |
d13 | Brethren most near and sisters dear | | | | | | | |
d14 | Brethren, while we sojourn here | | | | | | | |
d15 | Brother soldier, still fight on | | | | | | | |
d16 | By whom was David taught | | | | | | | |
d17 | Come all who are New-lights indeed | | | | | | | |
d18 | Come all ye [you] weary travellers | | | | | | | |
d19 | Come and taste along with me, consolation running free | | | | | | | |
d20 | Come and taste along with me, the weary pilgrims consolation | | | | | | | |
d21 | Come brethren, and rejoice with me | | | | | | | |
d22 | Come, my Christian friends and brethren | | | | | | | |
d23 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
d24 | Come, poor sinner, seek the Savior | | | | | | | |
d25 | Come, precious souls, and let us take | | | | | | | |
d26 | Come, trembling soul [souls] [ones], forget your fear [fears] | | | | | | | |
d27 | Come, we [ye] [you] that love the Lord indeed | | | | | | | |
d28 | Dark and thorny [stormy] is the desert | | | | | | | |
d29 | Dear brothers and sisters, who love one another | | | | | | | |
d30 | Don't you see my Jesus coming | | | | | | | |
d31 | Encouraged by thy word | | | | | | | |
d32 | Farewell, dear friend [friends], I must be gone | | | | | | | |
d33 | Farewell, my brethren, all farewell | | | | | | | |
d34 | Farewell, my [dear] brethren in the Lord | | | | | | | |
d35 | Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand | | | | | | | |
d36 | Farewell my loving sisters | | | | | | | |
d37 | From the regions of love, lo, an angel descended | | | | | | | |
d38 | From whence doth [does] this [the] union arise | | | | | | | |
d39 | Hail, heavenly love, that first began | | | | | | | |
d40 | Hail, ye followers of the Lamb | | | | | | | |
d41 | Hark, listen to the trumpeters They sound for volunteers | | | | | | | |
d42 | Hearken ye sprightly and attend ye gay [vain] ones | | | | | | | |
d43 | Hosanna to Jesus, I am filled with his praise | | | | | | | |
d44 | How can I sleep when angels sing | | | | | | | |
d45 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
d46 | I know that my Redeemer lives, what comfort this | | | | | | | |
d47 | I sojourn in a vale of tears | | | | | | | |
d48 | If you'll attend, my friends awhile | | | | | | | |
d49 | I'm glad I ever saw the day | | | | | | | |
d50 | In evil long I took delight | | | | | | | |
d51 | I've listed [enlisted] in the holy war | | | | | | | |
d52 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d53 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
d54 | Jesus, the vision [visions] of thy face | | | | | | | |
d55 | Jesus, to every willing mind | | | | | | | |
d56 | Let thy Kingdom, blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
d57 | Lift up your hearts, Immanuel's friends | | | | | | | |
d58 | Like a ship, see the church | | | | | | | |
d59 | Mercy, O thou Son of David | | | | | | | |
d60 | My soul is full of glory | | | | | | | |
d61 | Nay, I cannot let thee go | | | | | | | |
d62 | Now from the garden to [of] the cross | | | | | | | |
d63 | Now in a song of grateful praise [love] | | | | | | | |
d64 | Now the Savior stands [standeth] [standing] a-pleading [and pleading] | | | | | | | |
d65 | O could I find a [an] humble place | | | | | | | |
d66 | O give me, Lord, my sins to mourn | | | | | | | |
d67 | O how charming, O how charming is the radiant band | | | | | | | |
d68 | O Jesus, my Savior, to Thee I submit | | | | | | | |
d69 | O may I worthy prove to see The saints in full prosperity | | | | | | | |
d70 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
d71 | O what a glorious mystery, wonder, wonder, wonder | | | | | | | |
d72 | O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above | | | | | | | |
d73 | Poor mourning souls, in deep distress | | | | | | | |
d74 | Rejoice, my friends, the Lord is King | | | | | | | |
d75 | Savior, visit Thy [our] plantation, grant us Lord, a gracious rain | | | | | | | |
d76 | See, the eternal Judge descending | | | | | | | |
d77 | Stop, poor sinner [sinners], stop and think | | | | | | | |
d78 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
d79 | That glorious day is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
d80 | The blessed Jesus, loving Savior | | | | | | | |
d81 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
d82 | The fields are all white and the harvest is near | | | | | | | |
d83 | The great tremendous day's approaching | | | | | | | |
d84 | The Lord into his garden comes | | | | | | | |
d85 | The Son of Man they did betray | | | | | | | |
d86 | The sun sets at night | | | | | | | |
d87 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
d88 | There fell from God's favor two exiles [rebels in] of [from] Eden | | | | | | | |
d89 | There is a heaven o'er yonder skies | | | | | | | |
d90 | There is a land of pleasure, Where streams of joy forever roll | | | | | | | |
d91 | This day our souls have caught new fire | | | | | | | |
d92 | This morning most softly [sweetly] the gales are all blowing | | | | | | | |
d93 | Through tribulation [tribulations] deep | | | | | | | |
d94 | Throughout the Savior's life we [I'll] trace | | | | | | | |
d95 | Today if ye [you] will hear his voice | | | | | | | |
d96 | Vain man [men], thy [your] fond pursuits forbear | | | | | | | |
d97 | Waked by the gospel trumpet's sound | | | | | | | |
d98 | We've found the rock, the traveler cries [travelers cried] | | | | | | | |
d99 | What heavenly music do I [we] hear | | | | | | | |
d100 | What poor despised company | | | | | | | |