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d1 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
d2 | Angel [Angels], roll the rock [stone] away | | | | | | | |
d3 | Arise, my soul, arise, shake off | | | | | | | |
d4 | As lives the flower within the seed | | | | | | | |
d5 | At the sounding of the trumpet, when the saints | | | | | | | |
d6 | Behold the sure foundation stone | | | | | | | |
d7 | Behold, what love, what boundless love | | | | | | | |
d8 | Brightest and best of the sons [stars] of the morning | | | | | | | |
d9 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d10 | Dear [Lord] [Well] Jesus, I long to be perfectly whole | | | | | | | |
d11 | Down at the cross where my [the] Savior died | | | | | | | |
d12 | Fade, fade, each [all] earthly joy | | | | | | | |
d13 | From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies | | | | | | | |
d14 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d15 | Gently, Lord, O gently lead us | | | | | | | |
d16 | Give of your best to the Master, Give of the strength | | | | | | | |
d17 | Go to dark [sad] Gethsemane | | | | | | | |
d18 | Go, work today, the Lord commands | | | | | | | |
d19 | God is love, his mercy brightens | | | | | | | |
d20 | Gone from my heart the world and [with] all its charms | | | | | | | |
d21 | Hark, what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
d22 | Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing power | | | | | | | |
d23 | Holy Spirit, faithful Guide | | | | | | | |
d24 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
d25 | How sweet the hour of closing day | | | | | | | |
d26 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
d27 | I do not ask for diadem or scepter | | | | | | | |
d28 | I entered once a home of care | | | | | | | |
d29 | I grieved my Lord from day to day | | | | | | | |
d30 | I stand all amazed at the love | | | | | | | |
d31 | I walked one day along a country road | | | | | | | |
d32 | I will sing you a song of that [a] [the] beautiful | | | | | | | |
d33 | If you cannot on the ocean sail among [amongst] the swiftest fleet | | | | | | | |
d34 | I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my home | | | | | | | |
d35 | I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
d36 | In the rock of ages hiding, I have found | | | | | | | |
d37 | It came upon the [a] midnight clear | | | | | | | |
d38 | I've [I have] found a friend in Jesus, He's everything to me | | | | | | | |
d39 | Jehovah reigns his throne is high | | | | | | | |
d40 | Jesus has loved me, wonderful Savior | | | | | | | |
d41 | Jesus is pleading with my [your] [thy] poor soul | | | | | | | |
d42 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d43 | Lift me higher, lift me higher | | | | | | | |
d44 | Like a star of the morning in its beauty | | | | | | | |
d45 | Living for Jesus a life that is true | | | | | | | |
d46 | Lord, at thy table I [we] behold The wonders of thy grace | | | | | | | |
d47 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
d48 | Move forward, valiant men and strong | | | | | | | |
d49 | My body, soul and spirit, Jesus, I give to thee | | | | | | | |
d50 | My Father is rich in houses and lands | | | | | | | |
d51 | My God, is any hour so sweet | | | | | | | |
d52 | My gracious Lord [God], I own thy right | | | | | | | |
d53 | My heavenly home is bright and fair nor pain nor death | | | | | | | |
d54 | My life, my love I give to thee | | | | | | | |
d55 | My soul in sad exile was out on life's sea | | | | | | | |
d56 | Nearer the cross my heart can say | | | | | | | |
d57 | Now God be with us, for the night is closing | | | | | | | |
d58 | O blessed moments, richly sweet | | | | | | | |
d59 | O come, and dwell in [with] me [us] | | | | | | | |
d60 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
d61 | O, for a faith that will not shrink | | | | | | | |
d62 | O Holy Ghost I welcome thee | | | | | | | |
d63 | O love divine, how sweet [good] thou art | | | | | | | |
d64 | O now I see the crimson [cleansing] wave | | | | | | | |
d65 | O sweet is the story of Jesus | | | | | | | |
d66 | O think of the home over there, By the side of the river | | | | | | | |
d67 | O worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness, in the beauty of holiness | | | | | | | |
d68 | O'er the hill [hills] the sun is setting | | | | | | | |
d69 | Of Jesus' love that sought me, When I was lost | | | | | | | |
d70 | On Calvary's brow my Savior died, 'Twas there my Lord was crucified | | | | | | | |
d71 | On Calvary's brow there was planted a cross | | | | | | | |
d72 | Praise to God, immortal praise | | | | | | | |
d73 | Rise, glorious Conqueror [leader], rise | | | | | | | |
d74 | Savior, lead me, lest I stray, gently lead | | | | | | | |
d75 | Shall we meet beyond the river, where the surges | | | | | | | |
d76 | Sing the wondrous love of Jesus, sing his mercy | | | | | | | |
d77 | Sinner, Jesus loves you | | | | | | | |
d78 | Sinners, obey the gospel word | | | | | | | |
d79 | Sow in the morn thy [the] seed, At eve | | | | | | | |
d80 | Spirit divine, attend our prayer [prayers] | | | | | | | |
d81 | Standing on the promises of Christ our King | | | | | | | |
d82 | The Lord is risen indeed | | | | | | | |
d83 | The morning is dawning, behold | | | | | | | |
d84 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d85 | There's a great day coming, a great day coming | | | | | | | |
d86 | There's a land that is fairer [brighter] than day | | | | | | | |
d87 | There's a line that is drawn by rejecting our Lord | | | | | | | |
d88 | There's a royal banner given for display | | | | | | | |
d89 | There's a very sweet song in the depths of my soul | | | | | | | |
d90 | Thou my everlasting portion | | | | | | | |
d91 | Throw out the life line across the dark wave | | | | | | | |
d92 | Till he come, O let the words | | | | | | | |
d93 | 'Tis the blessed hour of prayer, when our hearts lowly bend | | | | | | | |
d94 | To my memory comes a vision | | | | | | | |
d95 | To thee, who from the narrow road | | | | | | | |
d96 | We are building in sorrow or joy | | | | | | | |
d97 | We come, with the cup of salvation | | | | | | | |
d98 | We rear not a temple, like Judah's of old | | | | | | | |
d99 | What a fellowship, what a joy divine | | | | | | | |
d100 | What have I done to show my love | | | | | | | |