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d101 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
d102 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d103 | Come, thou soul transforming Spirit | | | | | | | |
d104 | Come to Jesus, come to Jesus, Come to Jesus just now | | | | | | | |
d105 | Come, we [ye] [you] that love the Lord indeed | | | | | | | |
d106 | Come, ye that fear [love] the Lord, and listen while I tell | | | | | | | |
d107 | Come, ye that love the Savior's name | | | | | | | |
d108 | Come, ye weary sinners, oppressed | | | | | | | |
d109 | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
d110 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
d111 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d112 | Compared with Christ, in all beside No comeliness I see | | | | | | | |
d113 | Convinced of sin, men now begin | | | | | | | |
d114 | Daniel's wisdom may I know, Stephen's faith | | | | | | | |
d115 | Day of judgment, day of wonders | | | | | | | |
d116 | Dear friends in Christ, and well beloved | | | | | | | |
d117 | Dear people all, attention give | | | | | | | |
d118 | Death, 'tis a melancholy day To those that have no God | | | | | | | |
d119 | Diseases are thy servants, Lord | | | | | | | |
d120 | Dismiss us with Thy blessing, Lord, Help | | | | | | | |
d121 | Don't you see my Jesus coming | | | | | | | |
d122 | Down from the willow bough | | | | | | | |
d123 | Drooping souls no longer grieve, Heaven | | | | | | | |
d124 | Encamped in thy presence, dear Lord | | | | | | | |
d125 | Eternal God, enthroned on high | | | | | | | |
d126 | Eternal Spirit, Source of light | | | | | | | |
d127 | Eternity is just at hand | | | | | | | |
d128 | Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
d129 | Farewell, dear friends, I must be gone | | | | | | | |
d130 | Father, I dare believe Thee, merciful and true | | | | | | | |
d131 | Father, I stretch my hand [hands] to thee | | | | | | | |
d132 | Father, is not thy promise pledged To thine exalted Son | | | | | | | |
d133 | Father of mercies, in thy [your] word | | | | | | | |
d134 | Fervent prayer my soul employs | | | | | | | |
d135 | For a season called to part | | | | | | | |
d136 | Forever with the Lord [our God], amen, so let it be | | | | | | | |
d137 | Fountain of life, to all below | | | | | | | |
d138 | Frequent the [this] day of [O] God returns | | | | | | | |
d139 | Friends of freedom, swell the song | | | | | | | |
d140 | From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies | | | | | | | |
d141 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
d142 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d143 | From the regions of love, lo, an angel descended | | | | | | | |
d144 | Give us ears to hear thy words | | | | | | | |
d145 | Glory to thee, my [our] God [O Lord], this night [day] | | | | | | | |
d146 | Go and the Savior's grace proclaim | | | | | | | |
d147 | Go preach my gospel, saith the [my] Lord | | | | | | | |
d148 | Go thou, in life's fair morning | | | | | | | |
d149 | Go watch and pray, thou canst not tell | | | | | | | |
d150 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
d151 | Gracious Lord, incline thine ear | | | | | | | |
d152 | Great God, the nations of the earth | | | | | | | |
d153 | Great Lord of all thy churches, hear | | | | | | | |
d154 | Guide us, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d155 | Hail, all hail, bless'd Sabbath morning | | | | | | | |
d156 | Hail, mighty Jesus, how divine | | | | | | | |
d157 | Hail the blest morn when [see] the great Mediator | | | | | | | |
d158 | Hail the day so long expected, Hail the year | | | | | | | |
d159 | Happy is he, whose early years [days] | | | | | | | |
d160 | Happy soul, thy days are ended [ending] | | | | | | | |
d161 | Hark, from the tomb [tombs] a doleful [warning] [mournful] sound | | | | | | | |
d162 | Hark, sinner, hark. Jesus bids thee repent | | | | | | | |
d163 | Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
d164 | Hark, the herald angels say | | | | | | | |
d165 | Hark, the jubilee is sounding | | | | | | | |
d166 | Hark, the Lord proclaims his will | | | | | | | |
d167 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
d168 | Haste [Hasten], [O] sinner [sinners] [now] to be wise | | | | | | | |
d169 | Haste, my dull soul | | | | | | | |
d170 | Haste thee, sinner, haste away | | | | | | | |
d171 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
d172 | Hear the royal proclamation, the glad tidings | | | | | | | |
d173 | Hearts of stone, relent, relent | | | | | | | |
d174 | Hell, 'tis a word of dreadful sound | | | | | | | |
d175 | Help, Lord, the weakest instrument | | | | | | | |
d176 | Here in the presence of our God | | | | | | | |
d177 | He's come, let every knee be bent | | | | | | | |
d178 | Holy Bible, book divine, Precious treasure, thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d179 | Holy Father, thou hast taught me [us] | | | | | | | |
d180 | Holy Ghost, dispel [disperse] our sadness | | | | | | | |
d181 | Holy God, and hast thou sent | | | | | | | |
d182 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
d183 | How bright appears our morning star | | | | | | | |
d184 | How can a sinner know | | | | | | | |
d185 | How can I vent my grief | | | | | | | |
d186 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d187 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
d188 | How happy every child of grace, The soul that's filled | | | | | | | |
d189 | How happy is the pilgrim's lot | | | | | | | |
d190 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
d191 | How much the hearts of those revive | | | | | | | |
d192 | How often I am weary | | | | | | | |
d193 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
d194 | How precious is the name, brethren sing | | | | | | | |
d195 | How sad our state [fate] by nature is | | | | | | | |
d196 | How sweet, how [and] heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
d197 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d198 | How sweet to reflect on the [those] joys that await me [us] | | | | | | | |
d199 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
d200 | I ask the gift of righteousness | | | | | | | |