# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | For a season called to part | | | | | | | |
d102 | For the mercies of this [the] day | | | | | | | |
d103 | Forever here my rest shall [will] be, close | | | | | | | |
d104 | Forever with the Lord [our God], amen, so let it be | | | | | | | |
d105 | Frequent the [this] day of [O] God returns | | | | | | | |
d106 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
d107 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d108 | From the cross uplifted high | | | | | | | |
d109 | From thee, my [O] God, my [our] joys shall rise | | | | | | | |
d110 | Gently, Lord, O gently lead us | | | | | | | |
d111 | Give me the wings of faith to rise | | | | | | | |
d112 | Give to the winds thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
d113 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
d114 | Glory to thee, my [our] God [O Lord], this night [day] | | | | | | | |
d115 | Go preach my gospel, saith the [my] Lord | | | | | | | |
d116 | God bless our native land, Firm may she | | | | | | | |
d117 | God, in the gospel of his [the] Son | | | | | | | |
d118 | God is the refuge of his saints | | | | | | | |
d119 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
d120 | God, my supporter and my hope | | | | | | | |
d121 | God of mercy, God of grace, Show the brightness | | | | | | | |
d122 | God of my salvation, hear | | | | | | | |
d123 | Grace, 'tis a charming [cheering] [joyful] [pleasing] sound | | | | | | | |
d124 | Gracious Spirit, Love divine | | | | | | | |
d125 | Great Father of each perfect gift | | | | | | | |
d126 | Great God, attend, while Zion sings [children sing] [here we sing] | | | | | | | |
d127 | Great God, how infinite art thou | | | | | | | |
d128 | Great God indulge my humble claim | | | | | | | |
d129 | Great God of nations now to thee | | | | | | | |
d130 | Great God, the nations of the earth Are by creation thine | | | | | | | |
d131 | Great God, to thee my evening song | | | | | | | |
d132 | Great God, we sing that mighty hand | | | | | | | |
d133 | Great the joy when Christians meet | | | | | | | |
d134 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d135 | Hail, my ever blessed Jesus | | | | | | | |
d136 | Hail, thou long expected Jesus | | | | | | | |
d137 | Hail to the Lord's anointed | | | | | | | |
d138 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
d139 | Hark, ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
d140 | Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
d141 | Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King | | | | | | | |
d142 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
d143 | Hark, what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
d144 | Haste [Hasten], [O] sinner [sinners] [now] to be wise | | | | | | | |
d145 | Hasten, Lord, the glorious time | | | | | | | |
d146 | He lives, the [that] great Redeemer [Creator] lives | | | | | | | |
d147 | Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims | | | | | | | |
d148 | Hearts of stone, relent, relent | | | | | | | |
d149 | High in the heavens, eternal God | | | | | | | |
d150 | High in yonder realms of light | | | | | | | |
d151 | Holy Ghost, dispel [disperse] our sadness | | | | | | | |
d152 | Holy Ghost, with light [love] [power] divine | | | | | | | |
d153 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
d154 | How blest the righteous when he dies | | | | | | | |
d155 | How charming is the place | | | | | | | |
d156 | How condescending, and how kind | | | | | | | |
d157 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d158 | How gentle God's commands | | | | | | | |
d159 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
d160 | How heavy is the night | | | | | | | |
d161 | How helpless guilty [fallen] nature lies | | | | | | | |
d162 | How oft, alas, this [our] wretched [sinful] [wicked] heart | | | | | | | |
d163 | How oft have [hath] sin and Satan [nature] strove [striven] | | | | | | | |
d164 | How rich thy favors, God of grace | | | | | | | |
d165 | How sad our state [fate] by nature is | | | | | | | |
d166 | How sweet and awful [holy] [sacred] is the place | | | | | | | |
d167 | How sweet, how [and] heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
d168 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d169 | How vain is all beneath the skies [sky] | | | | | | | |
d170 | I heard the voice of Jesus say, come unto me and rest | | | | | | | |
d171 | I lay my sins on Jesus | | | | | | | |
d172 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
d173 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
d174 | I saw beyond the tomb | | | | | | | |
d175 | I saw one hanging on a [the] tree | | | | | | | |
d176 | I send the joys of earth away | | | | | | | |
d177 | I stand on Zion's mount | | | | | | | |
d178 | I was a traitor doomed to die | | | | | | | |
d179 | I was a wandering sheep | | | | | | | |
d180 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
d181 | I'll praise my Maker with my [while I've] [whilst I've] breath | | | | | | | |
d182 | I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger, I can tarry | | | | | | | |
d183 | I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my home | | | | | | | |
d184 | I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
d185 | In all my [our] vast concerns with thee | | | | | | | |
d186 | In the Christian's home in [of] glory | | | | | | | |
d187 | In thee, great God, with songs of praise | | | | | | | |
d188 | In this calm impressive hour | | | | | | | |
d189 | In thy name, O Lord, assembling We, thy people, now draw near | | | | | | | |
d190 | Indulgent Sovereign of the skies And wilt thou bow thy gracious ear | | | | | | | |
d191 | Infinite loveliness is thine | | | | | | | |
d192 | Jerusalem, my happy home, name ever dear to me | | | | | | | |
d193 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d194 | Jesus, hail, enthroned in glory | | | | | | | |
d195 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
d196 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
d197 | Jesus, let thy pitying eye | | | | | | | |
d198 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d199 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d200 | Jesus, our best beloved Friend | | | | | | | |