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P133.1 | Lo! what an entertaining sight | | | | | | | |
P133.2 | Blest are the sons of peace | | | | | | | |
P134 | Ye that obey th' immortal King | | | | | | | |
P135.1 | Praise ye the Lord, exalt his name | | | | | | | |
P135.2 | Great is the Lord, exalted high | | | | | | | |
P135.3 | Awake, ye saints, to praise your King | | | | | | | |
P136.1 | Give thanks to God, the sovereign Lord | | | | | | | |
P136.2 | Give thanks to God most high | | | | | | | |
P136.3 | Give to our God immortal praise | | | | | | | |
P137.1 | By Babel's stream the captives sate | | | | | | | |
P137.2 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
P137.3 | Along the banks where Babel's current flows | | | | | | | |
P138 | With all my powers of heart and tongue | | | | | | | |
P139.1 | Lord, thou hast searched and seen me through | | | | | | | |
P139.2 | Could I so false, so faithless prove | | | | | | | |
P139.3 | My God, what inward grief I feel | | | | | | | |
P139.4 | In all my vast concerns with thee | | | | | | | |
P139.5 | Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er | | | | | | | |
P140 | Protect us, Lord, from fatal harm | | | | | | | |
P141 | My God, accept my early voiws | | | | | | | |
P142 | To God I made my sorrows known | | | | | | | |
P143.1 | My righteous Judge, my gracious God | | | | | | | |
P143.2 | My God, thy long delay to save | | | | | | | |
P144.1 | For ever blessed be the Lord | | | | | | | |
P144.2 | Lord, what is man, poor feeble man | | | | | | | |
P144.3 | Happy the city, where their sons | | | | | | | |
P145.1 | My God, my King, thy various praise | | | | | | | |
P145.2 | Long as I live I'll bless thy name | | | | | | | |
P145.3 | Sweet is the memory of thy grace | | | | | | | |
P145.4 | Let every tongue thy goodness speak | | | | | | | |
P146.1 | Praise ye the Lord; my heart shall join | | | | | | | |
P146.2 | I'll praise my Maker with my breath | | | | | | | |
P147.1 | Praise ye the Lord: 'tis good to raise | | | | | | | |
P147.2 | Let Zion praise the mighty God | | | | | | | |
P147.3 | With songs and honours sounding loud | | | | | | | |
P148.1 | Ye tribes of Adam, join | | | | | | | |
P148.2 | Let all the earth-born race | | | | | | | |
P148.3 | Begin, my soul, th' exalted lay | | | | | | | |
P148.4 | Loud hallelujahs to the Lord | | | | | | | |
P148.5 | Let every creature join | | | | | | | |
P148.6 | Let earth and ocean know | | | | | | | |
P148.7 | Monarchs of wide command | | | | | | | |
P149 | All ye that love the Lord, rejoice | | | | | | | |
P150.1 | In God's own house pronounce his praise | | | | | | | |
P150.2 | Praise ye the Lord; all nature join | | | | | | | |
1 | Thus saith the high and holy One | | | | | | | |
2 | Sing to the Lord, that built the skies | | | | | | | |
3 | Up to the Lord that reigns on high | | | | | | | |
4 | Praise, everlasting praise be paid | | | | | | | |
5 | Great God! how infinite art thou! | | | | | | | |
6 | Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
7 | The Lord, how fearful is his name! | | | | | | | |
8 | I sing th' almighty power of God | | | | | | | |
9 | We sing the majesty of God | | | | | | | |
10 | What is our God, or what his name | | | | | | | |
11 | Jehovah reigns, enthroned on high | | | | | | | |
12 | Lord, what is man, that he should prove | | | | | | | |
13 | Ere the blue heavens were stretched abroad | | | | | | | |
14 | Awake, awake the sacred song | | | | | | | |
15 | Now to the Lord a noble song! | | | | | | | |
16 | While shepherd watch'd their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
17 | Mortals, awake, with angels join | | | | | | | |
18 | Now for a hymn of lofty praise | | | | | | | |
19 | Come, every pious heart | | | | | | | |
20 | Great Light of life! thou nature's Lord | | | | | | | |
21 | Lord of every land and nation | | | | | | | |
22 | In every trouble, sharp and strong | | | | | | | |
23 | Jesus, how bright his glory shines | | | | | | | |
24 | What various lovely characters | | | | | | | |
25 | Come, Thou long-expected Jesus | | | | | | | |
26 | When Jesus dwelt in mortal clay | | | | | | | |
27 | There is a fountain filled with blood | | | | | | | |
28 | One there is above all others | | | | | | | |
29 | Jesus, my Lord, my soul's delight | | | | | | | |
30 | With joy we meditate the grace | | | | | | | |
31 | When gathering clouds around I view | | | | | | | |
32 | Join, all who love the Saviour's name | | | | | | | |
33 | Infinite excellence is thine | | | | | | | |
34 | The lands that long in darkness lay | | | | | | | |
35 | This God is the God we adore | | | | | | | |
36 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
37 | Lift up your eyes to th' heavenly seat | | | | | | | |
38 | Sinners, behold the Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
39 | All hail the power of Jesus' name! | | | | | | | |
40 | The true Messiah now appears | | | | | | | |
41 | Hail, thou once despised Jesus! | | | | | | | |
42 | Lo, the destroying angel flies | | | | | | | |
43 | Well, the Redeemer's gone | | | | | | | |
44 | Plunged in a gulf of dark despair | | | | | | | |
45 | We bless the Prophet of the Lord | | | | | | | |
46 | Deep are the wounds which sin has made | | | | | | | |
47 | Join all the glorious names | | | | | | | |
48 | Prepare a thankful song | | | | | | | |
49 | The Saviour! O what endless charms | | | | | | | |
50 | Jesus, my great High-Priest | | | | | | | |
51 | While high the heavenly temple stands | | | | | | | |
52 | Jesus, thou art the living bread | | | | | | | |
53 | Jesus! delightful, charming name | | | | | | | |
54 | And is the gospel peace and love? | | | | | | | |
55 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |