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d1 | A few more days of pain and woe | | | | | | | |
d2 | A fountain in Jesus, which runs always [always runs] free | | | | | | | |
d3 | A soldier of the cross am I | | | | | | | |
d4 | All who seek a throne of grace | | | | | | | |
d5 | Almighty love inspire My heart [soul] with sacred fire [pure desire] | | | | | | | |
d6 | Am I indeed born from above | | | | | | | |
d7 | Arise and shine, O Zion fair | | | | | | | |
d8 | Arise, my soul, to Pisgah's height | | | | | | | |
d9 | Art thou to seriousness inclined | | | | | | | |
d10 | As I lay musing on my bed | | | | | | | |
d11 | As near to Calvary I pass | | | | | | | |
d12 | Attend, my friends and neighbors | | | | | | | |
d13 | Blow up this spark of love divine | | | | | | | |
d14 | Brethren, see my Jesus coming | | | | | | | |
d15 | Brethren, we have met to worship, and adore the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
d16 | Brethren, while we sojourn here | | | | | | | |
d17 | Burst, ye emerald [pearly] gates, and bring | | | | | | | |
d18 | Come, all ye sons of Zion | | | | | | | |
d19 | Come and taste along with me, consolation running free | | | | | | | |
d20 | Come, my brethren, let us try | | | | | | | |
d21 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
d22 | Come, poor sinners, seek the Savior | | | | | | | |
d23 | Come, saints and sing to Christ our King | | | | | | | |
d24 | Come, trembling soul [souls] [ones], forget your fear [fears] | | | | | | | |
d25 | Daniel's wisdom may I know, Stephen's faith | | | | | | | |
d26 | Dark and thorny [stormy] is the desert | | | | | | | |
d27 | Don't you see my Jesus coming | | | | | | | |
d28 | Encouraged by thy word | | | | | | | |
d29 | Far, far my soul, from sin begone | | | | | | | |
d30 | Farewell, dear friend [friends], I must be gone | | | | | | | |
d31 | Farewell, my brethren, all farewell | | | | | | | |
d32 | Fear not, my little flock of lambs | | | | | | | |
d33 | Friendship to Jesus' followers | | | | | | | |
d34 | From the regions of love, lo, an angel descended | | | | | | | |
d35 | From whence doth [does] this [the] union arise | | | | | | | |
d36 | Glory to God that I have found | | | | | | | |
d37 | Hail, heavenly love, that first began | | | | | | | |
d38 | Hail the blest morn when [see] the great Mediator | | | | | | | |
d39 | Hark, listen to the trumpeters They sound for volunteers | | | | | | | |
d40 | Hearken ye sprightly and attend ye gay [vain] ones | | | | | | | |
d41 | Hosanna to Jesus, I am filled with his praise | | | | | | | |
d42 | How happy, how loving, how joyful I feel | | | | | | | |
d43 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
d44 | How precious is the name, brethren sing | | | | | | | |
d45 | Humility, that heavenly grace | | | | | | | |
d46 | I AM hath [has] sent me to you | | | | | | | |
d47 | I knew I was a sinner, the call it was loud | | | | | | | |
d48 | I love my Lord, I love his laws | | | | | | | |
d49 | I my weary head incline | | | | | | | |
d50 | I'm glad I ever saw the day | | | | | | | |
d51 | In de dark wood, no Indian nigh | | | | | | | |
d52 | Is Jesus evermore the same | | | | | | | |
d53 | I've listed [enlisted] in the holy war | | | | | | | |
d54 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
d55 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d56 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
d57 | Jesus, the vision [visions] of thy face | | | | | | | |
d58 | Let thy Kingdom, blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
d59 | Lift up your hearts, Immanuel's friends | | | | | | | |
d60 | Look unto me the Savior cries | | | | | | | |
d61 | Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing | | | | | | | |
d62 | Lord, I am thine, but thou wilt [will] prove | | | | | | | |
d63 | Mercy, O thou Son of David | | | | | | | |
d64 | My God, my life, my love, to thee, to thee I call | | | | | | | |
d65 | Now in a song of grateful praise [love] | | | | | | | |
d66 | Now the Savior stands [standeth] [standing] a-pleading [and pleading] | | | | | | | |
d67 | Now the truth is gaining ground | | | | | | | |
d68 | O don't you hear the alarm | | | | | | | |
d69 | O for a heart that loves to pray | | | | | | | |
d70 | O for an Enoch's frame of mind | | | | | | | |
d71 | O Jesus, my Savior, to Thee I submit | | | | | | | |
d72 | O may I worthy prove to see The saints in full prosperity | | | | | | | |
d73 | O precious faith, may I be found | | | | | | | |
d74 | O sinners, fly to Jesus' arms | | | | | | | |
d75 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
d76 | O what a wretched sinner, Lord | | | | | | | |
d77 | Perfect love, O pleasing theme | | | | | | | |
d78 | Savior, I do feel Thy merit, sprinkled with redeeming blood | | | | | | | |
d79 | Saw ye [you] my Savior, saw ye [you] my Savior | | | | | | | |
d80 | See, the eternal Judge descending | | | | | | | |
d81 | Shout aloud, O ye angels | | | | | | | |
d82 | Stop, poor sinner [sinners], stop and think | | | | | | | |
d83 | That glorious day is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
d84 | That we must be parted from this social band | | | | | | | |
d85 | The blessed Jesus, loving Savior | | | | | | | |
d86 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
d87 | The fields are all white and the harvest is near | | | | | | | |
d88 | The gospel ship is sailing by | | | | | | | |
d89 | The great tremendous day's approaching | | | | | | | |
d90 | The Lord into his garden comes | | | | | | | |
d91 | The night is past and gone | | | | | | | |
d92 | The old Isr'lites knew what it was that they must do | | | | | | | |
d93 | The pure testimony put [poured] forth in the spirit | | | | | | | |
d94 | The Son of Man they did betray | | | | | | | |
d95 | The song of salvation it is so divine | | | | | | | |
d96 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
d97 | The voice of God to man doth cry | | | | | | | |
d98 | There is a heaven o'er yonder skies | | | | | | | |
d99 | There is a land of pleasure, Where streams of joy forever roll | | | | | | | |
d100 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |