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153a | Come, let us join our cheerful songs | WARWICK | | | | | | |
153b | We bless the prophet of the Lord | | | | | | | |
153c | I sing my Saviour's wondrous death | | | | | | | |
153d | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
154a | Joy to the world, the Lord is come | ANTIOCH | | | | | | |
154b | Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands! | | | | | | | |
154c | Hark, the glad sound, the Saviour comes | | | | | | | |
155a | Jesus, the very thought of Thee | CAMBRIA | | | | | | |
155b | Lo! what a glorious sight appears | | | | | | | |
155c | Sing to the Lord in joyful strains | | | | | | | |
156a | The head that once was crown'd with thorns | ORTONVILLE | | | | | | |
156b | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned | | | | | | | |
156c | Lord, if thy saints deserve rebuke | | | | | | | |
157a | Lord, from the depths to Thee I cried | | | | | | | |
157b | Lord, when we bend before Thy throne | | | | | | | |
157c | O Lord, thou hast me searched and known | | | | | | | |
157d | Far from the world, O Lord, I flee | | | | | | | |
157e | O Lord, another day is flown | | | | | | | |
158a | Vain are the hopes the sons of men | MEDFIELD | | | | | | |
158b | O God of hosts, we Thee beseech | | | | | | | |
158c | Great fear in meeting of the saints | | | | | | | |
159a | How shall the young secure their hearts | THAXTED | | | | | | |
159b | O! How I love Thy holy law | | | | | | | |
159c | Thou art my portion, O my God | | | | | | | |
159d | There is a heavenly mercy seat | | | | | | | |
160a | Through all the changing scenes of life | ARLINGTON | | | | | | |
160b | I waited patient for the Lord | | | | | | | |
160c | God is a spirit, just and wise | | | | | | | |
161a | Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er | | | | | | | |
161b | Long as I live I'll bless thy name | | | | | | | |
161c | Sweet is the memory of thy grace | | | | | | | |
161d | In God's own house pronounce his praise | | | | | | | |
161e | Bright source of everlasting love | | | | | | | |
162a | My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so? | CLARENDON | | | | | | |
162b | Our land, O Lord, with songs of praise | | | | | | | |
162c | This is the day the Lord hath made | | | | | | | |
163a | With my whole heart I'll raise my song | HEBER | | | | | | |
163b | I sing the almighty power of God | | | | | | | |
163c | Let others boast how strong they be | | | | | | | |
164a | I love to steal awhile away | WOODSTOCK | | | | | | |
164b | The angel of the Lord encamps | | | | | | | |
164c | The Saviour, O what endless charms | | | | | | | |
165a | Lord, I have made thy word my choice | | | | | | | |
165b | Behold thy waiting servant, Lord | | | | | | | |
165c | With my whole heart I've sought thy face | | | | | | | |
165d | According to Thy gracious word | | | | | | | |
165e | Death cannot make our souls afraid | | | | | | | |
166a | God moves in a mysterious way | STEPHENS | | | | | | |
166b | Thou hast, O Lord, most glorious | | | | | | | |
166c | Lord, not to us, we claim no share | | | | | | | |
167a | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove | STANDISH | | | | | | |
167b | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor | | | | | | | |
167c | Awake my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
168a | How sweet and awful is the place | BANGOR | | | | | | |
168b | The Lord, the Judge, before his throne | | | | | | | |
168c | Strait is the way, the door is strait | | | | | | | |
169a | See, gracious God, before thy throne | | | | | | | |
169b | Great King of nations, hear our prayer | | | | | | | |
169c | With tears of anguish I lament | | | | | | | |
169d | Our days, alas, our mortal days | | | | | | | |
170a | Return, O wanderer, to thy home | RETURN | | | | | | |
170b | Return, O God of love, return | | | | | | | |
170c | Sinners, the voice of God regard | | | | | | | |
171a | Sovereign of life, I own Thy hand | SOLON | | | | | | |
171b | Dear Shepherd of thy people here | | | | | | | |
171c | Thou boundless source of every good | | | | | | | |
172a | Happy is he that fears the Lord | PATMOS | | | | | | |
172b | My God, consider my distress | | | | | | | |
172c | Thou God of love, Thou ever blest | | | | | | | |
173a | Laden with guilt, and full of fears | | | | | | | |
173b | How sad our state by nature is! | | | | | | | |
173c | Father, I stretch my hands to Thee | | | | | | | |
173d | Father, I stretch my hands to Thee | | | | | | | |
174a | Jerusalem, my happy home | RHINE | | | | | | |
174b | O mother dear, Jerusalem | | | | | | | |
175a | Must Jesus bear the cross alone | MAITLAND | | | | | | |
175b | O how divine how sweet the joy | | | | | | | |
175c | When waves of sorrow round me swell | | | | | | | |
175d | Approach, my soul, the mercy seat | | | | | | | |
176a | There is an hour of peaceful rest | WOODLAND | | | | | | |
176b | With all his sufferings full in view | | | | | | | |
176c | How large the promise, how divine | | | | | | | |
176d | Forever blessed be the Lord, my Saviour | | | | | | | |
177a | Now let our cheerful eyes survey | | | | | | | |
177b | Examine me, and do me prove | | | | | | | |
177c | Thy mercies fill the earth, O Lord | | | | | | | |
177d | I to the hills will lift mine eyes | | | | | | | |
177e | I wait for thy salvation, Lord | | | | | | | |
178a | Blest are the undefiled in heart | DEDHAM | | | | | | |
178b | To thee, before the dawning light | | | | | | | |
178c | As on the cross the Saviour hung | | | | | | | |
179a | Lord, I esteem thy judgments right | GIPPERT | | | | | | |
179b | Let all the heathen writers join | | | | | | | |
179c | O happy is the man and blest | | | | | | | |
180a | As pants the hart for cooling streams | CONWAY | | | | | | |
180b | I'll speak the honors of my King | | | | | | | |
180c | What shall I render to my God | | | | | | | |
181a | Jesus, our Lord, ascend thy throne | | | | | | | |
181b | Jesus, these eyes have never seen | | | | | | | |
181c | Do not I love thee, O my Lord? | | | | | | | |