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201 | Hark, the herald angels sing | | | | | |  | |
202 | Shepherds, rejoice, lift up your eyes | | | | | |  | |
203 | Hark, what mean those holy voices | | | | | |  | |
204 | Mortals, awake, with angels join | | | | | |  | |
205 | Hail, all hail the joyful morn | | | | | |  | |
206 | Brightest and best of the sons of the morning | | | | | |  | |
207 | Bright was the guiding star that led | | | | | |  | |
208 | Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes | | | | | |  | |
209 | Joy to the world, the Lord is come | | | | | |  | |
210 | O let your mingling voices rise | | | | | |  | |
211 | Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands | | | | | |  | |
212 | A voice from the desert comes awful and shrill | | | | | |  | |
213 | John was the prophet of the Lord | | | | | |  | |
214 | How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound | | | | | |  | |
215 | With warm delight and grateful joy | | | | | |  | |
216 | Behold, where in a mortal form | | | | | |  | |
217 | See how he loved, exclaimed the Jews | | | | | |  | |
218 | Jesus and didst thou condescend | | | | | |  | |
219 | What works of wisdom, power and love | | | | | |  | |
220 | Behold the blind their sight receive | | | | | |  | |
221 | When at a distance, Lord, we trace | | | | | |  | |
222 | What are those soul-reviving strains | | | | | |  | |
223 | Behold where, breathing love divine | | | | | |  | |
224 | Jesus, bowed down by mighty woe | | | | | |  | |
225 | The morning dawns upon the place | | | | | |  | |
226 | Yonder—amazing sight!— I see | | | | | |  | |
227 | Stretched on the cross the Savior dies | | | | | |  | |
228 | Behold the Savior on the cross | | | | | |  | |
229 | 'Tis finished, so the Savior cried | | | | | |  | |
230 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | |  | |
231 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | |  | |
232 | Angels, roll the rock away | | | | | |  | |
233 | Abide with us, the evening shades | | | | | |  | |
234 | Our Lord is risen from the dead | | | | | |  | |
235 | Christ the Lord is risen today! | | | | | |  | |
236 | All hail the power of Jesus' name | | | | | |  | |
237 | Awake, my soul, in joyful lays | | | | | |  | |
238 | Awake, and sing the song | | | | | |  | |
239 | Now to the Lord a noble song | | | | | |  | |
240 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs | | | | | |  | |
241 | Worthy the Lamb of boundless sway | | | | | |  | |
242 | Look ye saints the sight is glorious | | | | | |  | |
243 | Exalted Prince of life, we own | | | | | |  | |
244 | Glory to God on high | | | | | |  | |
245 | Join all the glorious names | | | | | |  | |
246 | A King shall reign in righteousnes | | | | | |  | |
247 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | |  | |
248 | Thou art the Way, and he who sighs | | | | | |  | |
249 | Jesus, my truth, my way | | | | | |  | |
250 | To us a Child of hope is born | | | | | |  | |
251 | Come, Thou long expected Jesus | | | | | |  | |
252 | The race that long in darkness pined | | | | | |  | |
253 | Our Lord shall be our hiding-place | | | | | |  | |
254 | Jesus, exalted far on high | | | | | |  | |
255 | Jesus, Comforter divine, Consolations | | | | | |  | |
256 | Come ye who know the Savior's love | | | | | |  | |
257 | Lo what a glorious corner stone | | | | | |  | |
258 | Behold the sure foundation stone | | | | | |  | |
259 | See what a living stone | | | | | |  | |
260 | One there is above all others | | | | | |  | |
261 | Jesus, I sing thy matchless grace | | | | | |  | |
262 | With joy we meditate the grace | | | | | |  | |
263 | Thou, Lord, by mortal eyes unseen | | | | | |  | |
264 | With transport, Lord, our souls proclaim | | | | | |  | |
265 | Come sing a Savior's power | | | | | |  | |
266 | Light of those whose dreary dwelling | | | | | |  | |
267 | Jesus Saviour of my soul | | | | | |  | |
268 | Thus saith the Lord, who built the heavens | | | | | |  | |
269 | While my Redeemer's near | | | | | |  | |
270 | Ye worlds of light, that roll so near | | | | | |  | |
271 | Sons of men, behold from far | | | | | |  | |
272 | What heavenly light is that which shines | | | | | |  | |
273 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | |  | |
274 | In duties and in sufferings too | | | | | |  | |
275 | And is the gospel peace and love | | | | | |  | |
276 | Go to dar Gethsemane | | | | | |  | |
277 | Teach us to feel as Jesus prayed | | | | | |  | |
278 | Aloud we sing the wondrous grace | | | | | |  | |
279 | When gathering clouds around I view | | | | | |  | |
280 | The law by Moses came | | | | | |  | |
281 | Not to the terrors of the Lord | | | | | |  | |
282 | The God who once to Israel spoke | | | | | |  | |
283 | Blest are the souls that hear and know | | | | | |  | |
284 | Rise, every heart and every tongue | | | | | |  | |
285 | On Zion, his own holy mount | | | | | |  | |
286 | Loud let the tuneful trumpet sound | | | | | |  | |
287 | Blow ye the trumpet, blow | | | | | |  | |
288 | As showers on meadows newly mown | | | | | |  | |
289 | Mark the soft falling snow | | | | | |  | |
290 | In vain we lavish out our lives | | | | | |  | |
291 | Come hither, all ye weary souls | | | | | |  | |
292 | The Spirit in our hearts | | | | | |  | |
293 | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor | | | | | |  | |
294 | Come sinners to the gospel feast | | | | | |  | |
295 | Ye thirsty souls, approach the spring | | | | | |  | |
296 | The Savior calls, let every ear attend | | | | | |  | |
297 | Let every mortal ear attend | | | | | |  | |
298 | Come, said Jesus' sacred voice | | | | | |  | |
299 | My never ceasing song shall show | | | | | |  | |
300 | Praise, everlasting praise, be paid | | | | | |  | |