# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Come, ye that love the Savior's name | | | | | | | |
d102 | Come, ye that [who] know and fear the Lord | | | | | | | |
d103 | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
d104 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
d105 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d106 | Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness | | | | | | | |
d107 | Dear as thou wast [wert] and justly dear, We will not weep for thee | | | | | | | |
d108 | Dear Father, to Thy mercy seat, My soul for shelter flies | | | | | | | |
d109 | Dear refuge of my [the] weary soul, On thee, when sorows rise | | | | | | | |
d110 | Dear Savior, we rejoice to hear poor [when] sinners sweetly [humbly] tell | | | | | | | |
d111 | Dear Shepherd of thy people here, Thy presence | | | | | | | |
d112 | Dearest of all the names above, My Jesus and my God | | | | | | | |
d113 | Deep are the wounds which [that] sin has [hath] made | | | | | | | |
d114 | Delay not, delay not: O sinner [drunkard] draw near | | | | | | | |
d115 | Depth of mercy, can there be, Mercy still reserved for me? | | | | | | | |
d116 | Dismiss us with Thy blessing, Lord, Help | | | | | | | |
d117 | Do not I love thee, O my Lord [God]? Behold my heart and see | | | | | | | |
d118 | Down to the sacred wave | | | | | | | |
d119 | Dread Jehovah, God of nations | | | | | | | |
d120 | Early, my God, without delay | | | | | | | |
d121 | Eternal source of every joy | | | | | | | |
d122 | Eternal Spirit, we confess | | | | | | | |
d123 | Eternity is just at hand | | | | | | | |
d124 | Faith, 'tis [is] a precious grace | | | | | | | |
d125 | Far from mortal cares retreating | | | | | | | |
d126 | Far from my [our] thoughts, vain world, be gone | | | | | | | |
d127 | Father, I stretch my hand [hands] to thee | | | | | | | |
d128 | Father of mercies, in thy [your] word | | | | | | | |
d129 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
d130 | Firm as the earth thy [the] gospel stands | | | | | | | |
d131 | For a season called to part | | | | | | | |
d132 | Forever with the Lord [our God], amen, so let it be | | | | | | | |
d133 | From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies | | | | | | | |
d134 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
d135 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d136 | From whence doth [does] this [the] union arise | | | | | | | |
d137 | Gently, Lord, O gently lead us | | | | | | | |
d138 | Give me the wings of faith to rise | | | | | | | |
d139 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
d140 | Glory to thee, my [our] God [O Lord], this night [day] | | | | | | | |
d141 | Go forth on wings of fervent [faith and] prayer | | | | | | | |
d142 | Go preach my gospel, saith the [my] Lord | | | | | | | |
d143 | God bless our native land, Firm may she | | | | | | | |
d144 | God calling yet, shall I not hear | | | | | | | |
d145 | God, in the gospel of his [the] Son | | | | | | | |
d146 | God is love, his mercy brightens | | | | | | | |
d147 | God is the fountain whence Ten thousand blessings flow | | | | | | | |
d148 | God is the refuge of his saints | | | | | | | |
d149 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
d150 | God of mercy, God of love [grace], Hear | | | | | | | |
d151 | God of my life, through all its [my] days | | | | | | | |
d152 | God's holy law transgressed | | | | | | | |
d153 | Grace, 'tis a charming [cheering] [joyful] [pleasing] sound | | | | | | | |
d154 | Grant the abundance of the sea | | | | | | | |
d155 | Great God, attend, while Zion sings [children sing] [here we sing] | | | | | | | |
d156 | Great God, is not thy promise pledged | | | | | | | |
d157 | Great God, now condescend | | | | | | | |
d158 | Great God, we sing that mighty hand | | | | | | | |
d159 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d160 | Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews | | | | | | | |
d161 | Hail, sovereign love, that first began | | | | | | | |
d162 | Happy the heart where graces reign | | | | | | | |
d163 | Hark, from the tomb [tombs] a doleful [warning] [mournful] sound | | | | | | | |
d164 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
d165 | Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
d166 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
d167 | Hark, what mean those lamentations | | | | | | | |
d168 | Haste [Hasten], [O] sinner [sinners] [now] to be wise | | | | | | | |
d169 | Hasten, Lord, the glorious time | | | | | | | |
d170 | Hastening on to death's dark river | | | | | | | |
d171 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
d172 | He lives, the [that] great Redeemer [Creator] lives | | | | | | | |
d173 | He that [who] goeth forth with weeping, Bearing [sowing] precious seed in love | | | | | | | |
d174 | Hear, O sinner, mercy hails [calls] you | | | | | | | |
d175 | Hear us, O Lord, in time of need | | | | | | | |
d176 | Hearts of stone, relent, relent | | | | | | | |
d177 | Here at thy cross, my dying God | | | | | | | |
d178 | Here at thy table, Lord, we meet to feed | | | | | | | |
d179 | Here o'er the earth as a stranger I roam | | | | | | | |
d180 | Here will I ever lie, And tell thee | | | | | | | |
d181 | Holy Ghost, with light [love] [power] divine | | | | | | | |
d182 | Holy Source of consolation | | | | | | | |
d183 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
d184 | How blest the righteous when he dies | | | | | | | |
d185 | How blest the sacred tie that binds | | | | | | | |
d186 | How can I sink with such a prop | | | | | | | |
d187 | How can we see the children, Lord | | | | | | | |
d188 | How charming is the place | | | | | | | |
d189 | How condescending, and how kind | | | | | | | |
d190 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d191 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
d192 | How happy [happy's] every child of grace, who [that] feels [knows] his sins forgiven | | | | | | | |
d193 | How happy is the Christian's state [mind] | | | | | | | |
d194 | How helpless guilty [fallen] nature lies | | | | | | | |
d195 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
d196 | How oft, alas, this [our] wretched [sinful] [wicked] heart | | | | | | | |
d197 | How oft have [hath] sin and Satan [nature] strove [striven] | | | | | | | |
d198 | How pleasant, how [and] divinely fair | | | | | | | |
d199 | How pleasant thus to dwell below | | | | | | | |
d200 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |