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d1 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
d2 | A few more days of grief and woe | | | | | | | |
d3 | A glorious day is breaking | | | | | | | |
d4 | A life of temperance | | | | | | | |
d5 | A little while longer here below | | | | | | | |
d6 | A poor wayfaring man of grief Hath often crossed | | | | | | | |
d7 | Afflictions, though they seem severe | | | | | | | |
d8 | Ah, guilty sinner, ruined by transgression | | | | | | | |
d9 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d10 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d11 | Almighty love inspire My heart [soul] with sacred fire [pure desire] | | | | | | | |
d12 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d13 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d14 | And am I only born to die | | | | | | | |
d15 | And are ye sure the news is true | | | | | | | |
d16 | Arise and shine, O Zion fair | | | | | | | |
d17 | Arise, my soul, arise, shake off | | | | | | | |
d18 | As flies the shuttle o'er the loom | | | | | | | |
d19 | As near to Calvary I pass | | | | | | | |
d20 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
d21 | Attend, ye saints, and hear me tell | | | | | | | |
d22 | Awake my harp and tongue to sing | | | | | | | |
d23 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d24 | Awaked by Sinai's awful sound | | | | | | | |
d25 | Begin, my soul, the exalted lay | | | | | | | |
d26 | Behold, behold the Lamb of God, On the cross | | | | | | | |
d27 | Behold the morning sun | | | | | | | |
d28 | Behold the Savior of mankind | | | | | | | |
d29 | Beside the gospel pool Appointed for the poor | | | | | | | |
d30 | Bless the Lord, O my soul for the word | | | | | | | |
d31 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d32 | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
d33 | Born to be born again | | | | | | | |
d34 | brethren and sisters dear | | | | | | | |
d35 | Brethren, we have met to worship, and adore the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
d36 | Brethren, while we sojourn here | | | | | | | |
d37 | Broad is the road [stream] that leads to death [wrath] | | | | | | | |
d38 | Buried beneath the yielding wave | | | | | | | |
d39 | Children, children, keep the Lord in view | | | | | | | |
d40 | Come, all ye true friends of the nation, Attend to humanity | | | | | | | |
d41 | Come brethren and sisters, that [who] love my [our] dear Lord | | | | | | | |
d42 | Come brethren, don't grow weary | | | | | | | |
d43 | Come, brothers, will you go along with me | | | | | | | |
d44 | Come, children, drink the balmy dew | | | | | | | |
d45 | Come good friend and let me say | | | | | | | |
d46 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
d47 | Come join in our temperance army | | | | | | | |
d48 | Come, let us anew our journey pursue, Roll round | | | | | | | |
d49 | Come, my Christian friends and brethren | | | | | | | |
d50 | Come, precious souls, and let us take | | | | | | | |
d51 | Come sinners hear the gospel word | | | | | | | |
d52 | Come sinners to the gospel feast | | | | | | | |
d53 | Come sinners, to the Savior, come | | | | | | | |
d54 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d55 | Come to Jesus, come to Jesus, Come to Jesus just now | | | | | | | |
d56 | Come to the house of prayer, O thou afflicted | | | | | | | |
d57 | Come, trembling sinner, come | | | | | | | |
d58 | Come weary soul [souls] with sin [sins] distressed | | | | | | | |
d59 | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
d60 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
d61 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d62 | Daniel's wisdom may I know, Stephen's faith | | | | | | | |
d63 | Dark and thorny [stormy] is the desert | | | | | | | |
d64 | Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness | | | | | | | |
d65 | Dear flock with willing feet you've come | | | | | | | |
d66 | Dismiss us with Thy blessing, Lord, Help | | | | | | | |
d67 | Don't you see my Savior coming | | | | | | | |
d68 | Down from the willow bough | | | | | | | |
d69 | Earth has engrossed my love too long | | | | | | | |
d70 | Faith, hope, and charity, these three | | | | | | | |
d71 | Far from mortal cares retreating | | | | | | | |
d72 | Far from my [our] thoughts, vain world, be gone | | | | | | | |
d73 | Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand | | | | | | | |
d74 | Farewell to the cup | | | | | | | |
d75 | Forever with the Lord, so, Jesus [Father], let it be | | | | | | | |
d76 | Friends of freedom, swell the song | | | | | | | |
d77 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d78 | From whence doth [does] this [the] union arise | | | | | | | |
d79 | Give me the wings of faith to rise | | | | | | | |
d80 | Glory to God that I have found | | | | | | | |
d81 | God made the heavens, earth, and hell | | | | | | | |
d82 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
d83 | Hail the blest morn when [see] the great Mediator | | | | | | | |
d84 | Hail the day so long expected, Hail the year | | | | | | | |
d85 | Hark, from the tomb [tombs] a doleful [warning] [mournful] sound | | | | | | | |
d86 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
d87 | Hark, ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
d88 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
d89 | Hear the royal proclamation, the glad tidings | | | | | | | |
d90 | Here we meet to part again | | | | | | | |
d91 | How are thy servants blest, O Lord [God] | | | | | | | |
d92 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d93 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
d94 | How happy [happy's] every child of grace, who [that] feels [knows] his sins forgiven | | | | | | | |
d95 | How happy, how glorious, how joyful to feel | | | | | | | |
d96 | How happy is the man who has [hath] chosen wisdom's ways | | | | | | | |
d97 | How happy is the pilgrim's lot | | | | | | | |
d98 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
d99 | How painfully pleasing the fond recollection Of youthful connections [emotions] | | | | | | | |
d100 | How pleasant 'tis to see | | | | | | | |