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d1 | Abide with me, fast falls the eventide | | | | | | | |
d2 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d3 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d4 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
d5 | As he leadeth me, with his gentle hand | | | | | | | |
d6 | As of old when the hosts of Isr'l | | | | | | | |
d7 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
d8 | Beautiful morning, day of hope | | | | | | | |
d9 | Beautiful robes of [so] white | | | | | | | |
d10 | Beyond the smiling and the weeping | | | | | | | |
d11 | Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine | | | | | | | |
d12 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d13 | Break thou the bread of life | | | | | | | |
d14 | Cheerfully marching on | | | | | | | |
d15 | Christ a wondrous work has given you | | | | | | | |
d16 | Christ alone redemption's price has paid | | | | | | | |
d17 | Cling to the Mighty One | | | | | | | |
d18 | Come, every soul by sin oppressed, There's mercy | | | | | | | |
d19 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
d20 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d21 | Come to the cross where mercy is flowing | | | | | | | |
d22 | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
d23 | Day is dying in the west | | | | | | | |
d24 | Depth of mercy, can there be, Mercy still reserved for me? | | | | | | | |
d25 | Don't let the tempter defeat you, | | | | | | | |
d26 | Down at the cross where my [the] Savior died | | | | | | | |
d27 | Each one in life is building | | | | | | | |
d28 | Each soul hath its Gethsemane | | | | | | | |
d29 | Fade, fade, each [all] earthly joy | | | | | | | |
d30 | Father, in the morning Unto Thee I [I'll] pray | | | | | | | |
d31 | Following Jesus to glory | | | | | | | |
d32 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
d33 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d34 | Gladly will I offer praises | | | | | | | |
d35 | Go forth, ye Christian workers | | | | | | | |
d36 | God be with you till we meet again | | | | | | | |
d37 | God's hand upholds me | | | | | | | |
d38 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d39 | Hark, ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
d40 | He leadeth me, O blessed thought | | | | | | | |
d41 | Holy Ghost, with light [love] [power] divine | | | | | | | |
d42 | Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, Early | | | | | | | |
d43 | Holy Spirit, deign to shine | | | | | | | |
d44 | Holy Spirit, faithful Guide | | | | | | | |
d45 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d46 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
d47 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
d48 | I am coming to the cross, I am poor | | | | | | | |
d49 | I bring my sins to Thee, The sins I cannot count | | | | | | | |
d50 | I have read of a beautiful city, Far away | | | | | | | |
d51 | I have read of the palace of beauty untold | | | | | | | |
d52 | I hear the Savior say, thy strength indeed is small | | | | | | | |
d53 | I hear thy welcome voice | | | | | | | |
d54 | I lay my sins on Jesus | | | | | | | |
d55 | I love to tell the story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
d56 | I need thee every hour, most gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
d57 | I wake this morn, and feel that life | | | | | | | |
d58 | In charge of the Master's business | | | | | | | |
d59 | In heavenly love abiding | | | | | | | |
d60 | In our holy book divine | | | | | | | |
d61 | In the armor of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d62 | In the Christian's home in [of] glory | | | | | | | |
d63 | In the cross of Christ I [we] glory, towering | | | | | | | |
d64 | I've left the fettered ranks of sin | | | | | | | |
d65 | Jesus believes in you | | | | | | | |
d66 | Jesus calls us, o'er the tumult | | | | | | | |
d67 | Jesus is tenderly calling thee [you] home | | | | | | | |
d68 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d69 | Jesus, my Lord, to thee I cry | | | | | | | |
d70 | Jesus, Savior, pilot me | | | | | | | |
d71 | Just as I am, without one plea, But [Save] that thy blood | | | | | | | |
d72 | Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
d73 | Let the world have its diamonds, its silver | | | | | | | |
d74 | Let us drop a word for Jesus, as a living seed | | | | | | | |
d75 | Let us lift our voices glad | | | | | | | |
d76 | Let us raise our songs | | | | | | | |
d77 | Life is mine when Jesus is my Savior | | | | | | | |
d78 | Lord, for tomorrow and its need [needs] [ills] | | | | | | | |
d79 | Lord, I care not for riches, neither silver nor gold | | | | | | | |
d80 | Lord, I hear of [that] [the] showers of blessing | | | | | | | |
d81 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
d82 | Love of God, surpassing human thought | | | | | | | |
d83 | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned upon the Savior's brow | | | | | | | |
d84 | Many the wrecks that are drifting | | | | | | | |
d85 | Mid [midst] scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
d86 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
d87 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d88 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d89 | My heavenly home is bright and fair nor pain nor death | | | | | | | |
d90 | My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
d91 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
d92 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d93 | O bliss of the purified [pure ones] | | | | | | | |
d94 | O could I [we] speak the matchless worth | | | | | | | |
d95 | O day of rest [peace] and gladness | | | | | | | |
d96 | O do not let the Word depart, and close thine eyes | | | | | | | |
d97 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d98 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d99 | O Jesu [Jesus], thou art standing | | | | | | | |
d100 | O Love that wilt [will] not let me go | | | | | | | |