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d1 | A maiden stood | | | | | | | |
d2 | Afflictions, though they seem severe | | | | | | | |
d3 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d4 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d5 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d6 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d7 | An echo, a whisper is heard | | | | | | | |
d8 | Are you ready for the judgment | | | | | | | |
d9 | Are you tired, worn and weary, burdened with a load | | | | | | | |
d10 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
d11 | Behold, behold the Lamb of God, On the cross | | | | | | | |
d12 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d13 | Builder of mighty worlds on worlds | | | | | | | |
d14 | Come Holy Ghost, for our hearts | | | | | | | |
d15 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers | | | | | | | |
d16 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
d17 | Come sing of the Savior, no sadness have we since Jesus | | | | | | | |
d18 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d19 | Come to Jesus, come to Jesus, Come to Jesus just now | | | | | | | |
d20 | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
d21 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
d22 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d23 | Delay not, delay not: O sinner [drunkard] draw near | | | | | | | |
d24 | Do they see me afar | | | | | | | |
d25 | Down to the sacred wave | | | | | | | |
d26 | Far from my home in this strange land | | | | | | | |
d27 | Farewell, dear friends, I must be gone | | | | | | | |
d28 | Father, I stretch my hand [hands] to thee | | | | | | | |
d29 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
d30 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
d31 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d32 | From Jerusalem to Jericho | | | | | | | |
d33 | Give me thy heart today | | | | | | | |
d34 | Go, bear the glad tidings | | | | | | | |
d35 | God opened the windows of heaven | | | | | | | |
d36 | Hark to the words that once | | | | | | | |
d37 | He leadeth me, O blessed thought | | | | | | | |
d38 | Here am I, send me, precious Savior | | | | | | | |
d39 | Here at thy table, Lord, this sacred hour | | | | | | | |
d40 | Holy Spirit, faithful Guide | | | | | | | |
d41 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
d42 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
d43 | I am coming, O my Savior | | | | | | | |
d44 | I am coming to the cross, I am poor | | | | | | | |
d45 | I am dwelling on the mountain where the golden sunlight | | | | | | | |
d46 | I am holding on to Christ, with the crown in sight | | | | | | | |
d47 | I am resolved no longer to linger | | | | | | | |
d48 | I can hear my [the] Savior calling | | | | | | | |
d49 | I could not do without thee, O Savior | | | | | | | |
d50 | I have a Father in the promised land | | | | | | | |
d51 | I have been to Jesus for rest today | | | | | | | |
d52 | I know at the river of death | | | | | | | |
d53 | I know not why he loves me with such | | | | | | | |
d54 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
d55 | I love to think of my home above | | | | | | | |
d56 | I may be poor and friendless | | | | | | | |
d57 | I saw a happy pilgrim in shining garments clad | | | | | | | |
d58 | I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
d59 | I was once far away from the Savior, And as vile | | | | | | | |
d60 | I was once in sin and the darkness | | | | | | | |
d61 | If I were sure that I should die tomorrow | | | | | | | |
d62 | I'll cling to thee | | | | | | | |
d63 | I'm glad salvation's free | | | | | | | |
d64 | Immortal joys await the blest | | | | | | | |
d65 | In the Christian's home in [of] glory | | | | | | | |
d66 | In the day of all days | | | | | | | |
d67 | In the shadow of the rock Let me rest | | | | | | | |
d68 | It was good for our fathers [mothers] [poor old Daniel] [the apostles] | | | | | | | |
d69 | I've [I have] found a friend in Jesus, He's everything to me | | | | | | | |
d70 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d71 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d72 | Jesus, may thy light divine | | | | | | | |
d73 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d74 | Jesus stands at mercy's gate | | | | | | | |
d75 | Less of self and more of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d76 | Let us work ahead | | | | | | | |
d77 | Let's lift the cross of Christ | | | | | | | |
d78 | Lord, I have made thy word my choice | | | | | | | |
d79 | Lord, speak to me [us] that I [we] may speak | | | | | | | |
d80 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
d81 | Many friends that you've loved | | | | | | | |
d82 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
d83 | My barque drifts no more | | | | | | | |
d84 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d85 | My Father is rich in houses and lands | | | | | | | |
d86 | My heavenly home is bright and fair nor pain nor death | | | | | | | |
d87 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
d88 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d89 | Not alone, for Christ | | | | | | | |
d90 | Not far from the kingdom of heaven, Yet in the shadow of sin | | | | | | | |
d91 | O blessed Jesus, hear my plea | | | | | | | |
d92 | O fathers, will you meet me | | | | | | | |
d93 | O God the Father, Christ the Son, and Holy spirit, three in One | | | | | | | |
d94 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d95 | O happy saints that [who] dwell in light [above] | | | | | | | |
d96 | O I love to think of Jesus, He is all the world | | | | | | | |
d97 | O now I see the crimson [cleansing] wave | | | | | | | |
d98 | O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
d99 | Of him who did salvation bring I could for ever think and sing | | | | | | | |
d100 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |