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1 | To thee my heart, Eternal King! | | | | | | | |
2 | When Israel thro' the desert passed | | | | | | | |
3 | The starry firmament on high | | | | | | | |
4 | Father of spirits, nature's God! | | | | | | | |
5 | There is a stream whose gentle flow | | | | | | | |
6 | Jehovah reigns; his throne is high | | | | | | | |
7 | Father of mercies! in thy word | | | | | | | |
8 | Assembled round thine altar, Lord | | | | | | | |
9 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
10 | What glory gilds the sacred page | | | | | | | |
11 | Lord, I have made thy word my choice | | | | | | | |
12 | Oh! how I love thy holy law! | | | | | | | |
13 | How shall the young secure their hearts | | | | | | | |
14 | O God! my heart is fully bent | | | | | | | |
15 | O Lord, thy perfect word | | | | | | | |
16 | Behold! the lofty sky | | | | | | | |
17 | God is the fountain whence | | | | | | | |
18 | How gentle God's commands! | | | | | | | |
19 | Come to Calv'ry's holy mountain | | | | | | | |
20 | Thro' the day thy love hath spared us | | | | | | | |
21 | Precious bible! what a treasure | | | | | | | |
22 | Ere mountains reared their forms sublime | | | | | | | |
23 | The spacious firmament on high | | | | | | | |
24 | There seems a voice in every gale | | | | | | | |
25 | With one consent let all the earth | | | | | | | |
26 | Lord, thou hast searched and seen me through | | | | | | | |
27 | Lord thou hast formed mine every part | | | | | | | |
28 | Lord, all I am is known to thee | | | | | | | |
29 | Songs of immortal praise belong | | | | | | | |
30 | Great God! how infinite art thou | | | | | | | |
31 | Jehovah reigns: he dwells in light | | | | | | | |
32 | Nature, with all her powers, shall sing | | | | | | | |
33 | My God, in whom are all the springs | | | | | | | |
34 | With Israel's God, who can compare? | | | | | | | |
35 | O God of Bethel, by whose hand | | | | | | | |
36 | O thou, my light, my life, my joy | | | | | | | |
37 | Our God, our help in ages past | | | | | | | |
38 | When all thy mercies, O my God | | | | | | | |
39 | Father of mercies! God of love! | | | | | | | |
40 | Unshaken as the sacred hill | | | | | | | |
41 | To thee, my Shepherd, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
42 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
43 | Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess | | | | | | | |
44 | Since all the varying scenes of time | | | | | | | |
45 | The Lord my shepherd is | | | | | | | |
46 | My soul, repeat his praise | | | | | | | |
47 | Like sheep we went astray | | | | | | | |
48 | Awake, my tongue; thy tribute bring | | | | | | | |
49 | Lord, what is man! Extremes how wide | | | | | | | |
50 | Behold the woman's promis'd seed! | | | | | | | |
51 | Father! how wide thy glory shines! | | | | | | | |
52 | Come let our souls adore the Lord | | | | | | | |
53 | For ever blessed be the Lord | | | | | | | |
54 | Grant me within thy courts a place | | | | | | | |
55 | Joy to the world; the Lord is come! | | | | | | | |
56 | Hark, the glad sound! the Saviour comes! | | | | | | | |
57 | To us a child of hope is born | | | | | | | |
58 | Mortals! awake, with angels join | | | | | | | |
59 | Shepherds! hail the wondrous stranger | | | | | | | |
60 | Hark! what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
61 | Hail, thou long expected Jesus! | | | | | | | |
62 | Crown his head with endless blessing | | | | | | | |
63 | Yes, for me, for me he careth | | | | | | | |
64 | God is love; his mercy brightens | | | | | | | |
65 | Silent night! hallowed night! | | | | | | | |
66 | Bright and joyful was the morn | | | | | | | |
67 | Hark! the herald angels sing! | | | | | | | |
68 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
69 | Praise, my soul, the King of heaven | | | | | | | |
70 | Angels, from the realms of glory | | | | | | | |
71 | Hail the blest morn! when the great Mediator | | | | | | | |
72 | Wake thee, O Zion! thy mourning is ended | | | | | | | |
73 | How sweetly flowed the gospel sound | | | | | | | |
74 | Behold the blind their sight receive! | | | | | | | |
75 | My dear Redeemer and my Lord | | | | | | | |
76 | Not to condemn the sons of men | | | | | | | |
77 | Though trouble assail, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
78 | Oh, worship the King all-glorious above | | | | | | | |
79 | You servants of God, your Master proclaim | | | | | | | |
80 | Oh praise ye the Lord, prepare your glad voice | | | | | | | |
81 | Oh tell me no more of this world's vain store | | | | | | | |
82 | Behold, where, in a mortal form | | | | | | | |
83 | He came not with his heavenly crown | | | | | | | |
84 | Father of love, our Guide and Friend | | | | | | | |
85 | 'Tis midnight; and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
86 | Night with ebon pinion | | | | | | | |
87 | How calm and beautiful the morn | | | | | | | |
88 | He knelt; the Saviour knelt and prayed | | | | | | | |
89 | Brother, on the troubled deep | | | | | | | |
90 | Go to dark Gethsemane | | | | | | | |
91 | Holy Lord, our hearts prepare | | | | | | | |
92 | Among the mountain trees | | | | | | | |
93 | Thou sweet gliding Kedron, by thy silver stream | | | | | | | |
94 | From Calvary a cry was heard | | | | | | | |
95 | Behold the Man! how glorious he! | | | | | | | |
96 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies! | | | | | | | |
97 | We sing the Saviour's wond'rous death | | | | | | | |
98 | And did the holy and the just | | | | | | | |
99 | As on the cross the Saviour hung | | | | | | | |
100 | Oh sacred head, now wounded | | | | | | | |