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201 | Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
202 | Not by the law of innocence | | | | | | | |
203 | Mistaken souls, that dream of heav'n | | | | | | | |
204 | There is a glorious world on high | | | | | | | |
205 | As body, when the soul has fled | | | | | | | |
206 | Eternal Spirit! 'twas thy breath | | | | | | | |
207 | 'Twas by an order from the Lord | | | | | | | |
208 | Father of mercies, in thy word | | | | | | | |
209 | Let av'rice, borne from shore to shore | | | | | | | |
210 | Let all the heathen writers join | | | | | | | |
211 | When Israel through the desert pass'd | | | | | | | |
212 | The Spirit breathes upon the word | | | | | | | |
213 | Laden with guilt, and full of fears | | | | | | | |
214 | Shall atheists dare insult the cross | | | | | | | |
215 | Lord! what our ears have heard | | | | | | | |
216 | See, Israel's gentle Shepherd stands | | | | | | | |
217 | Behold what condescending love | | | | | | | |
218 | The sacred institution, Lord | | | | | | | |
219 | "Proclaim," said Christ, God's wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
220 | Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost | | | | | | | |
221 | 'Twas on that dreadful, doleful night | | | | | | | |
222 | This is the feast of heavenly wine | | | | | | | |
223 | Jesus invites his saints | | | | | | | |
224 | Jesus is gone above the skies | | | | | | | |
225 | Ye foll'wers of the Prince of peace | | | | | | | |
226 | Come see on bloody Calvary | | | | | | | |
227 | Here at thy table, Lord, we meet | | | | | | | |
228 | O Lord, wherewith have we deserved | | | | | | | |
229 | My God! and is thy table spread? | | | | | | | |
230 | The Lord my Shepherd is | | | | | | | |
231 | See how he lov'd! exclaim'd the Jews | | | | | | | |
232 | O God, accept the sacred hour | | | | | | | |
233 | I hear a voice that comes from far | | | | | | | |
234 | How various and how new | | | | | | | |
235 | Salvation, O the joyful sound! | | | | | | | |
236 | My soul doth magnify the Lord | | | | | | | |
237 | Bless'd is the man, forever bless'd | | | | | | | |
238 | Indulgent God! to Thee I raise | | | | | | | |
239 | Rise, O my soul, the hours review | | | | | | | |
240 | Not all the nobles of the earth | | | | | | | |
241 | O happy soul that lives on high! | | | | | | | |
242 | When gloomy thoughts and fears | | | | | | | |
243 | Happy the man, whose wishes climb | | | | | | | |
244 | A charge to keep I have | | | | | | | |
245 | Sweet is the friendly voice which speaks | | | | | | | |
246 | My faith looks up to thee | | | | | | | |
247 | The Lord, who truly knows | | | | | | | |
248 | Father Divine, thy piercing eye | | | | | | | |
249 | Pray'r is the soul's sincere desire | | | | | | | |
250 | Fain would my soul with wonder trace | | | | | | | |
251 | Far from the world, O Lord, I flee | | | | | | | |
252 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
253 | Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat | | | | | | | |
254 | Jesus! and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
255 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
256 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
257 | Oh, could I find from day to day | | | | | | | |
258 | Jesus, thy boundless love to me | | | | | | | |
259 | Bless'd Jesus, when my soaring thoughts | | | | | | | |
260 | Let thoughtless thousands choose the road | | | | | | | |
261 | O thou, who hast at thy command | | | | | | | |
262 | Great God, indulge my humble claim | | | | | | | |
263 | Thou art my portion, O my God! | | | | | | | |
264 | While thee I seek, protecting Pow'r | | | | | | | |
265 | Our Father, thron'd above the sky | | | | | | | |
266 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
267 | Courage, my soul! while God is near | | | | | | | |
268 | My spirit looks to God alone | | | | | | | |
269 | Now I have found the ground wherein | | | | | | | |
270 | O God of Jacob, by whose hand | | | | | | | |
271 | The righteous Lord, supremely great | | | | | | | |
272 | As pants the hart for cooling springs | | | | | | | |
273 | My God! permit me not to be | | | | | | | |
274 | Return, my roving heart, return | | | | | | | |
275 | My Father! cheering name! | | | | | | | |
276 | Wherefore should man, frail child of clay | | | | | | | |
277 | Let Pharisees of high esteem | | | | | | | |
278 | Blest be the tie, that binds | | | | | | | |
279 | Lo, what a pleasing sight | | | | | | | |
280 | Dear Lord, my best desires fulfill | | | | | | | |
281 | Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews | | | | | | | |
282 | Happy the heart, where graces reign | | | | | | | |
283 | Ye servants of the Lord | | | | | | | |
284 | Forsake, my soul! the tents of sin | | | | | | | |
285 | Let sorrow, Lord, my bosom fill | | | | | | | |
286 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
287 | Rejoice in God, the word commands | | | | | | | |
288 | O my soul, what means this sadness? | | | | | | | |
289 | What strange perplexities arise! | | | | | | | |
290 | Why sinks my weak desponding mind? | | | | | | | |
291 | When darkness long has veil'd my mind | | | | | | | |
292 | Ye, who in former days | | | | | | | |
293 | The wandering star, and fleeting wind | | | | | | | |
294 | How oft, alas! this wretched heart | | | | | | | |
295 | Oh! for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
296 | Dear Jesus, let thy pitying eye | | | | | | | |
297 | Jesus, my Savior and my God | | | | | | | |
298 | "We've no abiding city here" | | | | | | | |
299 | O Zion, when I think of thee | | | | | | | |
300 | What thousands never knew the road! | | | | | | | |