# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
d102 | Haste [Hasten], [O] sinner [sinners] [now] to be wise | | | | | | | |
d103 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
d104 | Hear the royal proclamation, the glad tidings | | | | | | | |
d105 | Heavenly Father, grant thy blessing on the instructions | | | | | | | |
d106 | Here we meet to part again | | | | | | | |
d107 | Holy Bible, book divine, Precious treasure, thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d108 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
d109 | How can I sink with such a prop | | | | | | | |
d110 | How charming is the place | | | | | | | |
d111 | How condescending, and how kind | | | | | | | |
d112 | How did my heart rejoice to hear | | | | | | | |
d113 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d114 | How great, how solemn is the work | | | | | | | |
d115 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
d116 | How happy [happy's] every child of grace, who [that] feels [knows] his sins forgiven | | | | | | | |
d117 | How happy is the pilgrim's lot | | | | | | | |
d118 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
d119 | How lovely the place where the Savior appears | | | | | | | |
d120 | How many years has man been driven | | | | | | | |
d121 | How oft, alas, this [our] wretched [sinful] [wicked] heart | | | | | | | |
d122 | How painfully pleasing the fond recollection Of youthful connections [emotions] | | | | | | | |
d123 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
d124 | How precious is the name, brethren sing | | | | | | | |
d125 | How shall the young secure their hearts | | | | | | | |
d126 | How short and hasty is our life | | | | | | | |
d127 | How sweet and awful [holy] [sacred] is the place | | | | | | | |
d128 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
d129 | How vain are all things here below | | | | | | | |
d130 | I asked the Lord that I might grow | | | | | | | |
d131 | I have sought round the [this] verdant earth | | | | | | | |
d132 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
d133 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
d134 | I want to be an angel, and with the angels stand | | | | | | | |
d135 | I would but cannot sing | | | | | | | |
d136 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
d137 | I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger, I can tarry | | | | | | | |
d138 | I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
d139 | In all my Lord's appointed ways | | | | | | | |
d140 | In evil long I took delight | | | | | | | |
d141 | Jerusalem, my glorious home | | | | | | | |
d142 | Jerusalem, my happy home, O how I long for thee | | | | | | | |
d143 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d144 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
d145 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
d146 | Jesus, let thy pitying eye | | | | | | | |
d147 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d148 | Jesus, mighty King in [of] Zion | | | | | | | |
d149 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d150 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
d151 | Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend | | | | | | | |
d152 | Jesus, we own thy sovereign sway | | | | | | | |
d153 | Join all the glorious names | | | | | | | |
d154 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
d155 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward I [we] move | | | | | | | |
d156 | Just as I am, without one plea, But [Save] that thy blood | | | | | | | |
d157 | Keep silence, all created things | | | | | | | |
d158 | Kindred, and friends, and native land | | | | | | | |
d159 | Let every mortal ear attend | | | | | | | |
d160 | Let sinners take their course | | | | | | | |
d161 | Lo the gospel ship is sailing | | | | | | | |
d162 | Lo what a glorious sight appears | | | | | | | |
d163 | Lo what an entertaining sight | | | | | | | |
d164 | Long as I live I'll bless thy name | | | | | | | |
d165 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Fill our | | | | | | | |
d166 | Lord, I have made thy word my choice | | | | | | | |
d167 | Lord, in the morning I will send | | | | | | | |
d168 | Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high | | | | | | | |
d169 | Lord of the worlds above, How pleasant and how fair | | | | | | | |
d170 | Lord, thou hast searched, and seen me [us] through | | | | | | | |
d171 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
d172 | Lord, what a wretched land is this | | | | | | | |
d173 | Mistaken souls, that [who] dream of heaven | | | | | | | |
d174 | My Bible leads to glory | | | | | | | |
d175 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
d176 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d177 | My God, accept my early vows | | | | | | | |
d178 | My God, how endless [lasting] is thy love | | | | | | | |
d179 | My God, my life, my love, to thee, to thee I call | | | | | | | |
d180 | My God, my [mine] everlasting hope, I live upon thy truth | | | | | | | |
d181 | My God, permit me [us] not to be a stranger | | | | | | | |
d182 | My God, permit my tongue this joy, to call thee mine | | | | | | | |
d183 | My God, the spring of all my joys | | | | | | | |
d184 | My righteous Judge, my gracious God | | | | | | | |
d185 | My Savior, my almighty Friend | | | | | | | |
d186 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
d187 | My soul, come, meditate the day, And think | | | | | | | |
d188 | My soul, repeat His praise Whose mercies are so | | | | | | | |
d189 | My times of sorrow and of joy Great God, are in | | | | | | | |
d190 | Not all the blood of beast [beasts], On Jewish altars | | | | | | | |
d191 | Now begin the heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
d192 | Now in the heat [flush] of youthful blood | | | | | | | |
d193 | Now let our souls, on wings sublime | | | | | | | |
d194 | O all ye nations, praise the Lord | | | | | | | |
d195 | O come, let us sing to the God of salvation | | | | | | | |
d196 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
d197 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d198 | O for a glance of heavenly day | | | | | | | |
d199 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d200 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |