General Collection of Hymns, Original and Selected, for Use of Christians

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d201My Captain sounds the alarm of war
d202My God, my life, my love, to thee, to thee I call
d203My God, the spring of all my joys
d204My Savior, my almighty Friend
d205My soul doth magnify the Lord, My spirit doth
d206My soul forsakes her [each] vain delight
d207My soul's full of glory, inspiring [which fires] [it fires] my tongue
d208Never does truth more shine
d209No, I shall envy them no more
d210No man, nor angel, can compare With our all glorious God
d211Not all the blood of beast [beasts], On Jewish altars
d212Not the malicious or [nor] [and] profane
d213Not to the terrors of the Lord the tempest fire and smoke
d214Not with our mortal eyes have we beheld the Lord
d215Now far above these [the] starry skies
d216Now from the garden to [of] the cross
d217Now in a song of grateful praise [love]
d218Now let our faith grow strong and rise
d219Now the Savior stands [standeth] [standing] a-pleading [and pleading]
d220Now to the Lord a noble [joyful] song
d221Now to the pilgrims born of God
d222Now we are met in holy fear to hear the happy
d223Now whilst I try my heart
d224Now, ye dear saints, break out in praise
d225O am I born to die
d226O careless sinner [sinners], come, pray [and] now attend
d227O don't you hear the alarm
d228O for a glance of heavenly day
d229O glorious hope of perfect [heavenly] love
d230O God, my heart with love inflame
d231O God, whose favorable eye
d232O how I have longed for the coming [presence] of God [the Lord]
d233O how sweet it is to me
d234O is the king of terrors come
d235O Jesus, my Savior, to Thee I submit
d236O sinners, fly to Jesus' arms
d237O that the Lord would guide my [our] ways
d238O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight
d239O what a burdened soul I be
d240O what a cruel wretch am I to leave my Jesus so
d241O what a glorious mystery, wonder, wonder, wonder
d242O what a hardened wretch am I
d243O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above
d244O [When] thou my righteous Judge shall [shalt] come
d245O with what pleasure we behold
d246O wretched soul I now begin
d247O ye blood washed, ransomed sinners
d248O Zion hear the turtle dove
d249On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye
d250On Zion, his own holy mount, God will a feast prepare
d251Once more, dear brethren, join to sing
d252Our days, alas, our mortal days
d253Our souls by [in] love together knit [drawn] [joined]
d254Peace be unto this house, The Son of Peace
d255Pilgrims, with pleasure let us part
d256Pity a helpless sinner, Lord
d257Poor mourning souls, in deep distress
d258Precious Bible, what a treasure
d259Proclaim, saith Christ, my wondrous grace
d260Professed followers of the Lamb
d261Repent, the voice celestial cries
d262Ruler of the worlds display thy power
d263Salem's bright King Jesus by name
d264Salvation, O the joyful sound
d265Saved by blood I live to tell
d266Savior, I do feel Thy merit, sprinkled with redeeming blood
d267Say, who is she, that looks abroad
d268See a poor sinner, dearest [gracious] Lord
d269See how rude winter's icy hand
d270See the Lord of glory dying
d271See what a living stone
d272Shall the vile race of flesh and blood
d273Shepherds, rejoice, lift up your eyes
d274Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive
d275Sing the dear Savior's glorious fame
d276Sing to the Lord, ye [you] distant lands
d277Sinners, arise, the Savior's come
d278Sinners, behold the Savior stands
d279Sinners, exposed to endless [dreadful] death
d280So did the Hebrew prophet raise
d281Sometimes I think myself so strong
d282Soon I must [shall] hear the solemn call
d283Stand up, my soul [our souls], shake off thy [your] fears
d284Stop, poor sinner [sinners], stop and think
d285Stupid soul, to folly cleaving
d286Sweet are the gifts which [that] gracious heaven, On true believers pour
d287Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King
d288Sweet was the time when first I felt
d289That awful day will surely come
d290That glorious day is drawing nigh
d291The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear
d292The fields are all white and the harvest is near
d293The fountain of Christ, Lord help us to sing
d294The gloomy night had gathered o'er
d295The God who rules the host of light
d296The great God of love, hath shown us the way
d297The great tremendous day's approaching
d298The king of heaven his table spreads
d299The Lord into his garden comes
d300The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied

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