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A father is praying The Savior to hear |
| | | The ruler's daughter | #d1 | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 212583 |
A few more days on earth to spend |
| | | Christian's farewell | #d2 | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 212635 |
A little longer here below |
| | | A little longer here below | #d3 | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 214084 |
A mixture of joy and trouble |
| | | A mixture of joy and trouble | #d4 | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 214888 |
A poor wayfaring man of grief Hath often crossed |
| | | A poor wayfaring man of grief Hath often crossed | #d5 | | | | | James Mongtomery | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 215351 |
Adieu, adieu, I'm dying now |
| | | This world is not my home | #d6 | This world is not my home | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 219987 |
Afflictions, though they seem severe |
| | | The prodigal's return | #d7 | I'll die no more for bread | | | | John Newton | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 220507 |
All hands on board, the Captain cries |
| | | The gospel lifeboat | #d8 | O'er life's rough sea we mean to sail | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 228966 |
Along the smooth and slender wires |
| | | The magnetic telegraph | #d9 | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 234814 |
Am I a soldier of the cross |
| | | Let us never mind the scoffs | #d10 | Let us never mind the scoffs | | | | H. C. Zuener; Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | 1 | | 0 | 235501 |
Among the Judah [Jewish] captives [nation], One Daniel |
| | | Daniel in the lion's den | #d11 | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 237780 |
And the house of the Lord shall be filled |
| | | And the house of the Lord shall be filled | #d12 | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 241173 |
Away from his home and the friends of his youth |
| | | Away from his home and the friends of his youth | #d13 | | | | | William Hunter | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 260615 |
Behold his arms extended wide |
| | | The Cross of Christ | #d14 | The Cross of Christ | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 266325 |
Brightest and best of the sons [stars] of the morning |
| | | Brightest and best of the sons [stars] of the morning | #d15 | | | | | Reginald Heber | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | 1 | | 0 | 282894 |
Brother is life's morning clouded |
| | | Brother is life's morning clouded | #d16 | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 284409 |
Brother, thou art gone before us |
| | | Brother, thou art gone before us | #d17 | | | | | Henry H. Milman; Henry Hart Milman | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 284542 |
Burst, ye emerald [pearly] gates, and bring |
| | | Burst, ye emerald [pearly] gates, and bring | #d18 | | | | | Richard Kempenfelt | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 285363 |
By faith I view my Savior dying |
| | | Mercy's free, mercy's free | #d19 | Mercy's free, mercy's free | | | | Richard Jukes | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 286205 |
By the poor widow's oil and meal |
| | | By the poor widow's oil and meal | #d20 | | | | | John Newton | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 286649 |
Can you tell me what ship is a-going for us to sail |
| | | The old ship of Zion | #d21 | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 288095 |
Come, all my dear brethren, we've entered on board |
| | | Come, all my dear brethren, we've entered on board | #d22 | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 294623 |
Come all you knights, you knights of Malta |
| | | Knights of Malta | #d23 | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 295305 |
Come, angels, seize your harps of gold |
| | | Come, angels, seize your harps of gold | #d24 | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 295770 |
Come, little children, now we [you] may partake |
| | | Come, little children, now we [you] may partake | #d25 | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 305702 |
Come, my fond fluttering heart, Come struggle to [you must now] be free |
| | | Come, my fond fluttering heart, Come struggle to [you must now] be free | #d26 | | | | | Jane Taylor | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 306223 |
Come, parents, children, bond and free |
| | | O play on the golden harp | #d27 | O play on the golden harp | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 308222 |
Come, poor guilty, anxious mourner |
| | | Come, poor guilty, anxious mourner | #d28 | | | | | John Stamp | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 308241 |
Come soldiers can't you arise and tell |
| | | All glory to the lamb of God | #d29 | All glory to the lamb of God | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 309725 |
Come, thou who didst turn the water to wine |
| | | The marriage of Cana | #d30 | O to the living fount draw near | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 312934 |
Come, we [ye] [you] that love the Lord indeed |
| | | Come, we [ye] [you] that love the Lord indeed | #d31 | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 314693 |
Come, ye that love the Lord, Unto me |
| | | Come, ye that love the Lord, Unto me | #d32 | | | | | C. J. Nicols | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 315662 |
Daniel's wisdom may I know, Stephen's faith |
| | | Daniel's wisdom may I know, Stephen's faith | #d33 | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 321889 |
Dark and thorny [stormy] is the desert |
| | | Dark and thorny [stormy] is the desert | #d34 | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 322271 |
Day of wrath, that day of burning |
| | | Dies Ir' | #d35 | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 324337 |
De poor negro he will go, some one day |
| | | Song of the pious slave | #d36 | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 324639 |
Delay not, delay not: O sinner [drunkard] draw near |
| | | Delay not, delay not: O sinner [drunkard] draw near | #d37 | | | | | Thomas Hastings | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 329467 |
Enlisted with Jesus to fight against sin |
| | | And now I have joined the conquering band | #d38 | And now I have joined the conquering band | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 338307 |
Far over Jordan's rolling river |
| | | All our heavy load sits lighter | #d39 | All our heavy load sits lighter | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 347920 |
From every stormy wind [sense] that blows |
| | | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | #d40 | | | | | Hugh Stowell | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 363211 |
Go, bring me [them], said the dying fair |
| | | Go, bring me [them], said the dying fair | #d41 | | | | | William Hunter | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 374200 |
Good morning, brother pilgrim, What, marching [traveling] to Zion |
| | | A Dialogue | #d42 | | | | | Caleb Taylor | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 387455 |
Hail, my ever blessed Jesus |
| | | Hail, my ever blessed Jesus | #d43 | | | | | John Wingrove | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 399903 |
Hail the day so long expected, Hail the year |
| | | Hail the day so long expected, Hail the year | #d44 | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 400788 |
Here is a band of brethren dear |
| | | The Christian band | #d45 | I will be in this band, hallelujah | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 421125 |
How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord |
| | | The promises | #d46 | | | | | George Keith | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | 1 | | 0 | 435321 |
How happy is the man who has [hath] chosen wisdom's ways |
| | | How happy is the man who has [hath] chosen wisdom's ways | #d47 | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 438196 |
How painfully pleasing the fond recollection Of youthful connections [emotions] |
| | | The family Bible | #d48 | The old fashioned Bible | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 440827 |
How prone are professors to rest on their lees |
| | | Remember Lot's wife | #d49 | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 442199 |
How sweet the memory of the dead |
| | | We are passing away | #d50 | We are passing away | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | 1857 | | | | | | 0 | 444905 |