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d1 | A soldier, Lord, Thou hast me made | | | | | | | |
d2 | All ye that's seeking Jesus' face | | | | | | | |
d3 | Almighty love inspire My heart [soul] with sacred fire [pure desire] | | | | | | | |
d4 | And am I blest with Jesus' love | | | | | | | |
d5 | Arise, O Zion, rise and shine | | | | | | | |
d6 | At the close of the day when the hamlet is still | | | | | | | |
d7 | Awaked by Sinai's awful sound | | | | | | | |
d8 | Behold, before the eternal throne | | | | | | | |
d9 | Behold that great and awful day | | | | | | | |
d10 | Behold, the warlike trumpets blow | | | | | | | |
d11 | Beside the gospel pool Appointed for the poor | | | | | | | |
d12 | Blest be that voice, in accents clear | | | | | | | |
d13 | Bright scenes of glory strike my sense | | | | | | | |
d14 | Come all my brethren in the Lord | | | | | | | |
d15 | Come, all my dear brethren, draw near, And hearken to | | | | | | | |
d16 | Come, all my partners in distress | | | | | | | |
d17 | Come, all ye [you] wandering [mourning] [Christian], pilgrims dear | | | | | | | |
d18 | Come all you longing pilgrims | | | | | | | |
d19 | Come all you mourning pilgrims, that [who] feel | | | | | | | |
d20 | Come and taste along with me, the weary pilgrims consolation | | | | | | | |
d21 | Come, brethren, ye [we] that [who] love the Lord | | | | | | | |
d22 | Come, my brethren, let us try | | | | | | | |
d23 | Come, saints and sinners, hear me tell | | | | | | | |
d24 | Come, ye [you] that [who] know the Lord indeed | | | | | | | |
d25 | Dear Jesus, here comes, And knocks at Thy door | | | | | | | |
d26 | Drooping souls no longer grieve, Heaven | | | | | | | |
d27 | Enlisted into the cause of sin | | | | | | | |
d28 | Farewell, farewell, fare you well | | | | | | | |
d29 | Firm built is the ship | | | | | | | |
d30 | Firm built is the ship | | | | | | | |
d31 | From the regions of love, lo, an angel descended | | | | | | | |
d32 | From whence doth [does] this [the] union arise | | | | | | | |
d33 | Good morning, brother pilgrim, What, marching [traveling] to Zion | | | | | | | |
d34 | Hail, God the Father, glorious light | | | | | | | |
d35 | Hail the day so long expected, Hail the year | | | | | | | |
d36 | Hail wisdom, glorious attribute | | | | | | | |
d37 | Hark, listen to the trumpeters They sound for volunteers | | | | | | | |
d38 | Hark, the jubilee is sounding | | | | | | | |
d39 | Hear the royal proclamation, the glad tidings | | | | | | | |
d40 | Holy God, and hast thou sent | | | | | | | |
d41 | Hosanna to Jesus, I am filled with his praise | | | | | | | |
d42 | How happy every child of grace, The soul that's filled | | | | | | | |
d43 | How happy is the man who has [hath] chosen wisdom's ways | | | | | | | |
d44 | How long shall I weep in this prison of clay | | | | | | | |
d45 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
d46 | I am on my way to heaven, My sins | | | | | | | |
d47 | I have sought round the [this] verdant earth | | | | | | | |
d48 | I long to see the season [seasons] come when sinners | | | | | | | |
d49 | I love my blessed Savior, I feel I'm in his favor | | | | | | | |
d50 | I love thee, I love thee, I love thee my Love [Lord] | | | | | | | |
d51 | I walked forth one morning fair | | | | | | | |
d52 | I would but cannot sing | | | | | | | |
d53 | I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger, I can tarry | | | | | | | |
d54 | In evil long I took delight | | | | | | | |
d55 | In vain my [the] fancy strives to paint The moment after death | | | | | | | |
d56 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
d57 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
d58 | Let sinners toil with ceaseless pain | | | | | | | |
d59 | Lift up your hearts, Immanuel's friends | | | | | | | |
d60 | Lo the light of heavenly glory | | | | | | | |
d61 | Lord, my ransomed soul adores thee | | | | | | | |
d62 | Low down in that beautiful valley | | | | | | | |
d63 | Methinks I see the chariots fly | | | | | | | |
d64 | Mixture [mixtures] of joy and sorrow I daily do pass through | | | | | | | |
d65 | My brethren all, on you I call | | | | | | | |
d66 | My brethren, I have found a land | | | | | | | |
d67 | My God, my heart with love inflame | | | | | | | |
d68 | My loving fellow travelers | | | | | | | |
d69 | My soul, come, meditate the day, When Zion's | | | | | | | |
d70 | My soul's full of glory, inspiring [which fires] [it fires] my tongue | | | | | | | |
d71 | Now have I found the ground wherein | | | | | | | |
d72 | O come, my heart, and let us take | | | | | | | |
d73 | O give me, Lord, my sins to mourn | | | | | | | |
d74 | O happy souls, how fast you go, and leave me here behind | | | | | | | |
d75 | O how I have longed for the coming [presence] of God [the Lord] | | | | | | | |
d76 | O Jesus, my Savior, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d77 | O Jesus, my Savior, to Thee I submit | | | | | | | |
d78 | O may I worthy prove to see The saints in full prosperity | | | | | | | |
d79 | O may I worthy prove to see The saints in full prosperity | | | | | | | |
d80 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
d81 | O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above | | | | | | | |
d82 | One day as I was walking | | | | | | | |
d83 | Our souls by [in] love together knit [drawn] [joined] | | | | | | | |
d84 | Poor Zion lies in sore distress | | | | | | | |
d85 | Precious soul while Jesus calls thee | | | | | | | |
d86 | Rejoice, my friends, the Lord is King | | | | | | | |
d87 | Salvation to Jesus, he's Zion's bright king | | | | | | | |
d88 | Savior, visit Thy [our] plantation, grant us Lord, a gracious rain | | | | | | | |
d89 | See how the scriptures are fulfilling | | | | | | | |
d90 | Sinner, art thou [are you] still secure [sincere] | | | | | | | |
d91 | Sometimes a light surprises | | | | | | | |
d92 | Stop, poor sinner [sinners], stop and think | | | | | | | |
d93 | That glorious day is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
d94 | The gospel sun is mounted high | | | | | | | |
d95 | The Lord has to his garden come | | | | | | | |
d96 | The Son of Man they did betray | | | | | | | |
d97 | The winter is past and the rain now is o'er | | | | | | | |
d98 | There is a calm for those who [that] weep | | | | | | | |
d99 | There is a holy city, A happy world above | | | | | | | |
d100 | There is a land of pleasure, Where streams of joy forever roll | | | | | | | |