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101 | Behold, where, in a mortal form | | | | | | | |
102 | Dark was the night and cold the ground | | | | | | | |
103 | Oh, could I speak the matchless worth | | | | | | | |
104 | Had I ten thousand gifts beside | | | | | | | |
105 | Jesus wept! those tears are over | | | | | | | |
106 | Through the day thy love hath spared us | | | | | | | |
107 | What is life? 'Tis but a vapor | | | | | | | |
108 | 'Tis midnight; and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
109 | Beyond where Cedron's waters flow | | | | | | | |
110 | How calm and beautiful the morn | | | | | | | |
111 | He knelt; the Savior knelt and prayed | | | | | | | |
112a | Night with ebon pinion, Brooded o'er the vale | | | | | | | |
112b | Night, with ebon pinion, Brooded o'er the vale | | | | | | | |
113 | Among the mountain trees | | | | | | | |
114 | Friend after friend departs | | | | | | | |
115 | Draw near, ye weary, bowed, and broken-hearted | | | | | | | |
116 | How gentle God's commands! | | | | | | | |
117 | Thou sweet gliding Kedron, by thy silver stream | | | | | | | |
118 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies! | | | | | | | |
119 | 'Twas on that night, when doomed to know | | | | | | | |
120 | O Lord! when faith with fixéd eyes | | | | | | | |
121 | As on the cross the Savior hung | | | | | | | |
122 | And did the holy and the just | | | | | | | |
123 | Behold the Savior of mankind | | | | | | | |
124 | We sing the Savior's wondrous death | | | | | | | |
125 | O sacred head, now wounded | | | | | | | |
126 | I saw the cross of Jesus | | | | | | | |
127 | The Son of Man they did betray | | | | | | | |
128 | Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious | | | | | | | |
129 | Hosanna to the Prince of light | | | | | | | |
130 | Blest morning! whose young dawning rays | | | | | | | |
131 | Calm, on the listening ear of night | | | | | | | |
132 | Yes, the Redeemer rose | | | | | | | |
133 | Come, every pious heart | | | | | | | |
134 | Christ, the Lord, is risen today! | | | | | | | |
135 | Angels! roll the rock away | | | | | | | |
136 | Morning breaks upon the tomb | | | | | | | |
137 | Hasten, Lord! the glorious time | | | | | | | |
138 | Mary to the Savior's tomb | | | | | | | |
139 | What could your Redeemer do | | | | | | | |
140 | Father! glory be to thee | | | | | | | |
141 | The angels that watched round the tomb | | | | | | | |
142 | Behold! the bright morning appears | | | | | | | |
143 | This Lord is the Lord we adore | | | | | | | |
144 | Lift up your heads, ye gates! and wide | | | | | | | |
145 | Our Lord is risen from the dead | | | | | | | |
146 | My God, my heart with love inflame | LUTON | | | | | | |
147 | Lift up your stately heads, ye doors | | | | | | | |
148 | Triumphant Christ ascends on high | | | | | | | |
149 | Oh bless the Lord, my soul! | | | | | | | |
150 | Thou who didst stoop below | | | | | | | |
151 | Burst, ye emerald gates, and bring | | | | | | | |
152 | All hail the power of Jesus' name! | | | | | | | |
153 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs | | | | | | | |
154 | Oh where are kings and empires now | | | | | | | |
155 | King Jesus reign forevermore | | | | | | | |
156 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
157 | When we the sacred grave survey | | | | | | | |
158 | Now be my heart inspired to sing | | | | | | | |
159 | Great God! whose universal sway | | | | | | | |
160 | I know that my Redeemer lives | | | | | | | |
161 | Jesus, the spring of joys divine | | | | | | | |
162 | Jesus! the very thought is sweet | | | | | | | |
163 | With joy we meditate the grace | | | | | | | |
164 | Bright was the guiding star that led | | | | | | | |
165 | Alas! and did my Savior bleed? | | | | | | | |
166 | Hosanna to our conquering King! | | | | | | | |
167 | Jesus, in thy transporting name | | | | | | | |
168 | The Savior! Oh what endless charms | | | | | | | |
169 | Now let our cheerful eyes survey | | | | | | | |
170 | Jesus, in thee our eyes behold | | | | | | | |
171 | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned | | | | | | | |
172 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
173 | My Savior! my almighty Friend! | | | | | | | |
174 | Behold the glories of the Lamb | | | | | | | |
175 | Come to the ark, come to the ark | | | | | | | |
176 | Oh what amazing words of grace | | | | | | | |
177 | Thou art the Way--to thee alone | | | | | | | |
178 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
179 | There is a fountain filled with blood | | | | | | | |
180 | Plunged in a gulf of dark despair | | | | | | | |
181 | Let earth, with every isle and sea | | | | | | | |
182 | Jesus, thou source of calm repose | | | | | | | |
183 | My Prophet thou, my heavenly Guide | | | | | | | |
184 | Fountain of light, and living breath | | | | | | | |
185 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me | | | | | | | |
186 | The Lord is great! ye hosts of heaven, adore him | | | | | | | |
187 | Jesus, lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
188 | Hail the day that saw him rise | | | | | | | |
189 | In seasons of grief to my God I'll repair | | | | | | | |
190 | The Christian banner! dread no loss | | | | | | | |
191 | Thou art the Way; and he who sighs | | | | | | | |
192 | Fling out the banner! let it float | | | | | | | |
193 | Great was the day, the joy was great | | | | | | | |
194 | To God, the great, the ever-blest | | | | | | | |
195 | Come, sound his praise abroad | | | | | | | |
196 | Beyond the starry skies | | | | | | | |
197 | How beauteous are their feet | | | | | | | |
198 | Blow ye the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
199 | Fair shines the morning star | | | | | | | |