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1 | Come, thou almighty King | | | | | | | |
2 | God our Father, great Creator! | | | | | | | |
3 | May the grace of Christ our Saviour | | | | | | | |
4 | Awake, asleep, by night by day | | | | | | | |
5 | Among the deepest shades of night | | | | | | | |
6 | In all my vast concerns with thee | | | | | | | |
7 | I know, when I lie down to sleep | | | | | | | |
8 | Almighty God, thy piercing eye | | | | | | | |
9 | How bright is yonder sun | | | | | | | |
10 | I sing the mighty power of God | | | | | | | |
11 | Come, let us join, our Lord to praise | | | | | | | |
12 | Poor and needy though I be | | | | | | | |
13 | Father, to thee my heart I lift | | | | | | | |
14 | My Maker and my King | | | | | | | |
15 | I'll praise my Maker with my breath | | | | | | | |
16 | O thou, my life, my joy | | | | | | | |
17 | My God, thy boundless love I praise | | | | | | | |
18 | Thy works proclaim thy glory, Lord | | | | | | | |
19 | Great God! we sing that mighty hand | | | | | | | |
20 | Inspirer and hearer of prayer | | | | | | | |
21 | Great God! and wilt thou be so kind | | | | | | | |
22 | Ten thousand different flowers | | | | | | | |
23 | Joy to the world! the Lord is come | | | | | | | |
24 | Hail, thou long expected Jesus | | | | | | | |
25 | Hark! what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
26 | Hark!--the herald angels sing | | | | | | | |
27 | Jesus, thou Man of sorrows! born | | | | | | | |
28 | What a strange and wondrous story | | | | | | | |
29 | Jesus was once despised and low | | | | | | | |
30 | Let children bless the Saviour's name | | | | | | | |
31 | Have you read the wondrous story | | | | | | | |
32 | Every bird can build her nest | | | | | | | |
33 | Not all the blood of beasts | | | | | | | |
34 | Did Christ o'er sinners weep? | | | | | | | |
35 | There is a fountain filled with blood | | | | | | | |
36 | 'Tis finished!--so the Saviour cried | | | | | | | |
37 | Hark! the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
38 | To dwell with sinners here below | | | | | | | |
39 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
40 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
41 | Dear Refuge of my weary soul | | | | | | | |
42 | Thou art the Way--to thee alone | | | | | | | |
43 | Mercy alone can meet my case | | | | | | | |
44 | Sons of men, behold from far | | | | | | | |
45 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
46 | Rock of ages, cleft for me | | | | | | | |
47 | One there is above all others | | | | | | | |
48 | Why did the Son of God come down | | | | | | | |
49 | For ever blessed be the Lord | | | | | | | |
50 | Blest be the wisdom and the power | | | | | | | |
51 | Of Jesus and his cross I sing | | | | | | | |
52 | The Lord my Shepherd is | | | | | | | |
53 | Shepherd of thy little flock | | | | | | | |
54 | Children, think on Jesus' love | | | | | | | |
55 | Thou Guardian of our youthful days | | | | | | | |
56 | Jesus, hail, enthroned in glory | | | | | | | |
57 | Come, Holy Spirit, calm my mind | | | | | | | |
58 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
59 | Gracious Spirit, Love divine! | | | | | | | |
60 | Come, Holy Spirit, come | | | | | | | |
61 | Say, sinner, hath a voice within | | | | | | | |
62 | And canst thou, sinner, slight | | | | | | | |
63 | This is a precious book indeed | | | | | | | |
64 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
65 | Holy Bible! book divine! | | | | | | | |
66 | While each wretched heathen nation | | | | | | | |
67 | This is the field where hidden lies | | | | | | | |
68 | How shall the young secure their hearts | | | | | | | |
69 | Jesus, my Saviour and my Lord | | | | | | | |
70 | Ye that in his courts are found | | | | | | | |
71 | Hasten, O sinner, to be wise | | | | | | | |
72 | The Saviour calls, let every ear | | | | | | | |
73 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
74 | Sinners, hear, for God hath spoken | | | | | | | |
75 | Come, ye sinners, poor and needy | | | | | | | |
76 | Sinners, turn! Why will ye die? | | | | | | | |
77 | Hearts of stone, relent, relent | | | | | | | |
78 | Strive, for the way is strait | | | | | | | |
79 | Let the beasts their breath resign | | | | | | | |
80 | Come, sound his praise abroad | | | | | | | |
81 | 'Tis but a short uncertain space | | | | | | | |
82 | Prostrate, dear Jesus, at thy feet | | | | | | | |
83 | Almighty Father! God of grace! | | | | | | | |
84 | Lord, I have dared to disobey | | | | | | | |
85 | A sinner, Lord, behold I stand | | | | | | | |
86 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
87 | O thou that hearest when sinners cry | | | | | | | |
88 | Show pity, Lord; O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
89 | God of mercy! God of grace! | | | | | | | |
90 | 'Twas for my sins, my dearest Lord | | | | | | | |
91 | When at thy footstool, Lord, I bend | | | | | | | |
92 | Lord, to thy mercy-seat I come | | | | | | | |
93 | O that I could repent | | | | | | | |
94 | O! blessed souls are they | | | | | | | |
95 | Who can describe the joys that rise | | | | | | | |
96 | O! how divine, how sweet the joy | | | | | | | |
97 | Hail! my ever blessed Jesus | | | | | | | |
98 | Religion is the chief concern | | | | | | | |
99 | My God, permit my tongue | | | | | | | |
100 | Soon as I heard my Father say | | | | | | | |