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d1 | A glory gilds the sacred page | | | | | | | |
d2 | Afflicted saint [saints] [soul] [souls], to Christ [God] draw near | | | | | | | |
d3 | Affliction is a stormy deep | | | | | | | |
d4 | Again the Lord of life and light | | | | | | | |
d5 | Ah, guilty sinner, ruined by transgression | | | | | | | |
d6 | Ah well might the raptured disciple exclaim | | | | | | | |
d7 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d8 | All nature dies, and lives again | | | | | | | |
d9 | Although despised by men | | | | | | | |
d10 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d11 | Am I poor, do men despise me | | | | | | | |
d12 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d13 | Among the assemblies of the great | | | | | | | |
d14 | And art thou gracious Master gone | | | | | | | |
d15 | And is the gospel peace and love | | | | | | | |
d16 | And must this body die | | | | | | | |
d17 | Appointed by thee, we trust in thy name | | | | | | | |
d18 | Are we almost there? are we almost there | | | | | | | |
d19 | As Jesus died, and rose again | | | | | | | |
d20 | As once the Savior took his seat | | | | | | | |
d21 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
d22 | At Jacob's well a stranger sought | | | | | | | |
d23 | Attend, O earth, God doth declare | | | | | | | |
d24 | Awake, my tongue, thy tribute bring | | | | | | | |
d25 | Awed by a mortal's frown | | | | | | | |
d26 | Be thou, O God, exalted high | | | | | | | |
d27 | Begin my tongue some heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
d28 | Begone, unbelief, [for] my [our] Savior is near | | | | | | | |
d29 | Behold the gift of God, Sinner [sinners] adore his name | | | | | | | |
d30 | Behold the western evening light | | | | | | | |
d31 | Behold what wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
d32 | Beyond where Cedron's [Kedron's] waters flow | | | | | | | |
d33 | Blessed Lord, my heart adores thee | | | | | | | |
d34 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d35 | Blest is the man, whose softening [generous] heart | | | | | | | |
d36 | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
d37 | Bread of heaven, on thee I [we] feed | | | | | | | |
d38 | Brethren, while we sojourn here | | | | | | | |
d39 | Buried beneath the yielding wave | | | | | | | |
d40 | Buried with Christ, yes, thus we lie | | | | | | | |
d41 | Burst, ye emerald [pearly] gates, and bring | | | | | | | |
d42 | But who shall see that glorious day | | | | | | | |
d43 | Christian, the [thy] warfare will now soon [shortly] be o'er | | | | | | | |
d44 | Come, come, yield to the Savior | | | | | | | |
d45 | Come in, thou [ye] blessed of the Lord [our God] | | | | | | | |
d46 | Come, let us anew our journey pursue, Roll round | | | | | | | |
d47 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
d48 | Come, trembling sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
d49 | Come weary soul [souls] with sin [sins] distressed | | | | | | | |
d50 | Coming Savior, now in faith | | | | | | | |
d51 | Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness | | | | | | | |
d52 | Delay not, delay not: O sinner [drunkard] draw near | | | | | | | |
d53 | Down from the willow bough | | | | | | | |
d54 | Far on Zion's mount appearing | | | | | | | |
d55 | Father of mercies, in thy [your] word | | | | | | | |
d56 | Father, 'tis thine each day to yield | | | | | | | |
d57 | Few are thy [the] days, and full of woe | | | | | | | |
d58 | For what shall I praise thee | | | | | | | |
d59 | From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies | | | | | | | |
d60 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d61 | Give to the winds thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
d62 | Go, when the morning shineth | | | | | | | |
d63 | God, in the gospel of his [the] Son | | | | | | | |
d64 | God is the refuge of his saints | | | | | | | |
d65 | God made the earth surpassing fair | | | | | | | |
d66 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
d67 | Great God, I own thy sentence just | | | | | | | |
d68 | Great Heir of David's throne | | | | | | | |
d69 | Guide us, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d70 | Hail, Alpha and Omega, hail | | | | | | | |
d71 | Hail, sweetest, dearest, tie that binds | | | | | | | |
d72 | Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning | | | | | | | |
d73 | Hail to the King who in glory is coming | | | | | | | |
d74 | Hail to the Lord's anointed | | | | | | | |
d75 | Hark, ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
d76 | Hark, ten thousand, thousand voices Sing the song | | | | | | | |
d77 | Hark, the archangel's trump is sounding | | | | | | | |
d78 | Hark, what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
d79 | Hear what God the Lord hath [has] spoken | | | | | | | |
d80 | Here o'er the earth as a stranger I roam | | | | | | | |
d81 | Holy Bible, book divine, Precious treasure, thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d82 | How blest the sacred tie that binds | | | | | | | |
d83 | How dreadful was the curse that fell | | | | | | | |
d84 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d85 | How happy are our ears | | | | | | | |
d86 | How happy are the little flock | | | | | | | |
d87 | How long, O Lord our Savior | | | | | | | |
d88 | How long shall death, the tyrant, reign | | | | | | | |
d89 | How prone are professors to rest on their lees | | | | | | | |
d90 | How sweet to reflect on the [those] joys that await me [us] | | | | | | | |
d91 | How will my [thy] heart [soul] endure | | | | | | | |
d92 | I come, the great Redeemer cries | | | | | | | |
d93 | I know that my Redeemer lives, what comfort this | | | | | | | |
d94 | I love to see my Father's hand | | | | | | | |
d95 | If there's a time completely blest | | | | | | | |
d96 | I'll praise my Maker with my [while I've] [whilst I've] breath | | | | | | | |
d97 | I'm a lonely traveler here | | | | | | | |
d98 | I'm not ashamed to own my Lord, who lives by angels | | | | | | | |
d99 | In all my Lord's appointed ways | | | | | | | |
d100 | In expectation sweet | | | | | | | |