| A crown of thorns the Savior wore | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Accept this house, O Lord | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 3 | 
 | According to His holy will | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Adieu, all earthly things | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 4 | 
 | All earthly lovers, now adieu | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | All earthly pleasures I'll forsake | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 3 | 
 | All things shall work for good, To them who love their God | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 3 | 
 | And why do Christians thus contend | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 4 | 
 | Another wonder now behold | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Arise, expand your wings | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Be still, ye blustering winds | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Behold, on Zion's heavenly shore | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 8 | 
 | Behold, on Zion's mystic walls | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Behold the light, now see it rise | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 3 | 
 | Behold the long expected light | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 6 | 
 | Behold the prodigal return | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Behold, the visions brighter grow | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 4 | 
 | Behold, what poor imperfect things | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Blessed are they, in spirit poor | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Blessed are they who suffer pain | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | But few of all the human race | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | By faith may Jesus dwell | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 7 | 
 | By grace the great salvation comes | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 4 | 
 | By men conditions are proposed | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Can wisdom infinite misjudge | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Christ crucified we preach | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 3 | 
 | Christ is our righteousness | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Christ is the Lord our righteousness | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Come, fellow sinners, come away | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 6 | 
 | Come from the wilderness | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Come, let us join in grateful songs | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Come, let us join in sacred songs | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 3 | 
 | Come let us join in worship true | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 3 | 
 | Come, let us raise our voices high And form a sacred song | Hosea Ballou (Author) | English | 1 | 
 | Come let us raise our voices high, Jesus to praise, who came to die | Hosea Ballou (Author) | English | 3 | 
 | Come, pleasant youth, your voices raise | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Come, saints, and drop a tear or two | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Communion with our friends is sweet | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Could I but raise my notes as high | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 3 | 
 | Dark unbelief, strange arrows flings | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Dear Lord, behold thy children here | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 4 | 
 | Dear Lord, behold thy servants here | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 10 | 
 | Dear Shepherd, didst thou lie | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Did heavenly wisdom give to man | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Far better 'tis to go | Hosea Ballou (Author) | English | 2 | 
 | From God the immortal spirit came | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | From worldly noise I would retire | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | From worship now thy church dismiss | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 16 | 
 | Go, saith a risen Savior, go | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 4 | 
 | Go search the fields of nature through | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 5 | 
 | God, in each attribute, is love | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | God's power and wisdom do agree | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Grace, 'tis a sweet, a charming theme (Ballou) | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 6 | 
 | Grant unto us a visit, dearest Lord | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 6 | 
 | Had Jesus taught the ancient Jews | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Hark! a glad voice, from yonder dale | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Hark! hear the great Jehovah's word | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | How bright is thy example, Lord | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | How bright the sun that makes our day | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | How charming is the graceful sight | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | How fast time's holy moments run | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | How glorious was the vision bright | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | How good, how pleasant 'tis to see | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | How happy is the ground, On which the brethren | S. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | How many blessings we receive | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | How pleasant is the sight, Where brethren all agree (Ballou) | Hosea Ballou (Author) | English | 2 | 
 | How pleasing is the lovely sight | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 4 | 
 | How rich the blessings were | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | How sweet is the union of souls in harmony | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | How transient and how vain | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 1 | 
 | How vast the love of God to sinful dying men | H. Ballou (Author) | English | 2 | 
 | I bid farewell to written creeds | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | I long my Savior's grace to see | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | I shall no more in darkness roam | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | I sing the titles of my Lord | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | I will adhere no more | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | I would exalt the Lord my King | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | If God be love, why should there be | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | If sun and moon and stars of light | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | In all thy work perfection shines | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | In freedom's song let millions join | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 0 | 
 | In God's eternity | H. Ballou (Author) | English | 16 | 
 | In heaven, behold the woudrous sight | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | In songs of highest praise | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 6 | 
 | In the example, Jesus gave | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | In union let our voices join | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Indulgent God, accept this youth | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Into thy temple, Lord, descend | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Is man more just than God | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Jesus his empire shall extend | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 15 | 
 | Jesus is knocking at the door, His locks are wet with dew | Hosea Ballou (Author) | English | 2 | 
 | Jesus, our King, his scepter sways | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 5 | 
 | Joy to the world below, the Lord himself | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Let all the powers of music join | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Let the disciple of the Lord | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Let these dear friends who mourn their loss | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Like grass of earth our bodies are | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Like Israel's tribes on Egypt's flood | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 1 | 
 | Lo from the heaven of the law | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Lord, from thy holy hill descend | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 3 | 
 | Lord, may thy humble servants here | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Lord, what a rage thy foes are in | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 3 | 
 | May all our powers of mind | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 4 | 
 | May sacred heat inspire my tongue | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 5 | 
 | May that kind wisdom, whose bright eye | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | May we thine armor, Lord, put on | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 4 | 
 | Must Christians pray for nought | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 4 | 
 | My foes declare with awful frown | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | My soul is fainting fast | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | My thoughts on heavenly subjects roll | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 5 | 
 | No peace my starving soul can find | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 7 | 
 | Not here on earth are treasures sure | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Not only of the Jew is Christ the living head | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 3 | 
 | Now Baal's prophets cry aloud | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Now death shall conquered be | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Now faith and hope abide | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 3 | 
 | Now God I see in every thing | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 3 | 
 | Now let all nature join to praise | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Now multitudes assembled are | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Now on the wings of faith I'll rise | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Now the day is far advanced | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Now warring armies meet in heaven | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | O cease, my soul, the search give over | Hosea Ballou (Author) | English | 2 | 
 | O could I sing an equal song | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 3 | 
 | O, could I strike some heavenly strings | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 3 | 
 | O could the scales fall from our eyes | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 3 | 
 | O is my heart of marble made | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 3 | 
 | O sinner, turn thine eyes | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | O thou whose power the mountains formed | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 4 | 
 | O who that mystery deep can sing | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | O why should cares torment my mind | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | On holy mount Moriah see | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | On Zion's heavenly hills they stand | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Our Lord shall be our hiding-place | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Rising from the bed of slumber | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Rivers from Jesus flow | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 5 | 
 | Rivers of grief and sorrows flow | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | See antichrist arise | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | See Jesus stand with open arms | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Shall all the wicked kings | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Sin, like a cruel tyrant, reigns | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Stay me with flagons, dearest Lord | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Strong is thine hand, Almighty King | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 4 | 
 | Sweet visions from the Lord | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Teach us to feel as Jesus prayed | Hosea Ballou (Author) | English | 8 | 
 | That some should perish, God ordains | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | The depths of wisdom who can find | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 4 | 
 | The exhortation let us hear | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | The first almighty Cause | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 1 | 
 | The flowing rays from yonder sun | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | The glorious covenant of grace | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | The heavenly gem of the sweet content | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | The house that's built upon the sand | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | The increasing joys, O who can tell | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | The Jews had eyes, and yet were blind | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | The Lord in Zion will prepare | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 3 | 
 | The Lord in Zion will provide | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 3 | 
 | The Lord is good and kind | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 3 | 
 | The Lord of life was oft accused | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | The Lord to Abraham did say | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | The male and feamle, in the Lord | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | The new Jerusalem I see | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | The prophets came from hills of light | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | The rose of Sharon we behold | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | The Savior did our sorrows feel | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | The times and seasons God ordained | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | The winter months are past away | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | The winter of the law is gone | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | The word of revelation shines | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | The word omnific spake in love | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | The words which Jesus spake To his disciples dear | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | This is the fast the Lord doth choose | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 10 | 
 | This world, how full of labor 'tis | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Thy presence, Lord, gives pure delight | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 3 | 
 | Time's empty vapors, O, how vain | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | To Christ, the Son, the Father spake | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 6 | 
 | To me, what use are insects made | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | To wanderers in the dismal road | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Various systems men have formed | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | We are the offspring of our God | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 4 | 
 | What boundless wisdom is displayed | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | What can oppose the Lord my God | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | What is this within me burning | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 5 | 
 | What man of sorrow and of grief | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | What sudden glories did surprise | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 4 | 
 | What unknown love is this | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 3 | 
 | What was the wormwood and the gall | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | What wonders hath Jehovah wrought | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 5 | 
 | When autumn brings her golden store | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | When God descends, with men to dwell | Hosea Ballou (Author) | English | 31 | 
 | When God in mercy gave | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | When God would on the Gentiles rise | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 5 | 
 | When my astonished eyes behold | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 5 | 
 | When nature's wonders I explore | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 3 | 
 | When our astonished eyes behold | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 1 | 
 | When strangers meet me on the way | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 3 | 
 | When the blest light of day declines | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | When will the eyelids of that morn | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 6 | 
 | Where mysteries are in Scripture found | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Who dare adjudge the sons of men | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Who dare attempt to sing | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 3 | 
 | Why all this speed, ye pilgrims say | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 4 | 
 | Why is my heart so cold | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 5 | 
 | Why do not saints a union form | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 3 | 
 | Why do Pharisees complain | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Why should I blush to own | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Why, thus dejected, O my soul | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 5 | 
 | Will they who love the Lord repine | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 3 | 
 | Wisdom and power we see | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | With joy we hail the morning light | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | With sad surprise I see | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | With strange surprise, the cross I view | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Ye are God's building, saith the word | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Ye heavy ladened, come, repose | Hosea Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Ye prophets and apostles too | H. Ballou (Author) |  | 2 | 
 | Ye realms below the skies | H. Ballou (Author) | English | 1 |