# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | If glorious angels do rejoice | | | | | | | |
d102 | If Paul in C'sar's court must stand | | | | | | | |
d103 | I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
d104 | In all my [our] vast concerns with thee | | | | | | | |
d105 | I've found the pearl of greatest price, My heart | | | | | | | |
d106 | Jerusalem, my happy home, O how I long for thee | | | | | | | |
d107 | Jesu, meine Freude, ich meines Herzens Weide | | | | | | | |
d108 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d109 | Jesus Christ, the Lord's anointed | | | | | | | |
d110 | Jesus grant us all a blessing | | | | | | | |
d111 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d112 | Joy is a [the] fruit that will not grow | | | | | | | |
d113 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
d114 | Kind are the words that Jesus speaks | | | | | | | |
d115 | Kind souls, reflect awhile with me | | | | | | | |
d116 | Kindred in Christ, for his dear [name's] sake | | | | | | | |
d117 | Know, ye that are of Adam's race | | | | | | | |
d118 | Let every mortal ear attend | | | | | | | |
d119 | Let party names no more | | | | | | | |
d120 | Let Pharisees of high esteem | | | | | | | |
d121 | Let thy Kingdom, blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
d122 | Let us, the sheep by Jesus named | | | | | | | |
d123 | Life is the time to serve the Lord | | | | | | | |
d124 | Lo he comes with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
d125 | Lo he cometh countless trumpets | | | | | | | |
d126 | Lo what a glorious sight appears | | | | | | | |
d127 | Lo what an entertaining sight | | | | | | | |
d128 | Long have I [we] sat beneath the sound | | | | | | | |
d129 | Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye | | | | | | | |
d130 | Lord, at Thy sacred feet, Joyful [With joy] would we appear | | | | | | | |
d131 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Fill our | | | | | | | |
d132 | Lord, I believe a rest remains | | | | | | | |
d133 | Lord, in this morning thou shalt hear | | | | | | | |
d134 | Lord Jesus Christ, to thee be praise | | | | | | | |
d135 | Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray | | | | | | | |
d136 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
d137 | Lord, what a feeble piece | | | | | | | |
d138 | Mercy is welcome news indeed | | | | | | | |
d139 | Mistaken souls, that [who] dream of heaven | | | | | | | |
d140 | Mourning and drooping, here I lie | | | | | | | |
d141 | My God, accept my early vows | | | | | | | |
d142 | My God, how endless [lasting] is thy love | | | | | | | |
d143 | My hope, my all, my Savior, Thou to thee | | | | | | | |
d144 | My soul, come, meditate the day, And think | | | | | | | |
d145 | My soul doth magnify the Lord, My spirit doth | | | | | | | |
d146 | Nor eye hath seen nor ear hath heard | | | | | | | |
d147 | Now begin the heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
d148 | Now from the altar of my heart [our hearts] | | | | | | | |
d149 | Now, gracious Lord, thine [thy] arm reveal | | | | | | | |
d150 | Now, Lord, though we must part awhile | | | | | | | |
d151 | Now, pilgrims, let us go in peace | | | | | | | |
d152 | Now shall our souls with pleasure raise | | | | | | | |
d153 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
d154 | O for a sweet, inspiring ray | | | | | | | |
d155 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d156 | O for an overcoming faith | | | | | | | |
d157 | O give me, Lord, my sins to mourn | | | | | | | |
d158 | O God, my heart I bring to thee | | | | | | | |
d159 | O [Our] God, our help in ages [seasons] past | | | | | | | |
d160 | O that I had a bosom friend | | | | | | | |
d161 | O that I knew the secret place | | | | | | | |
d162 | O that the Lord would guide my [our] ways | | | | | | | |
d163 | O Thou, whose tender mercy hears | | | | | | | |
d164 | O what a wretched land is this | | | | | | | |
d165 | O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above | | | | | | | |
d166 | Oft have I sat in secret sighs | | | | | | | |
d167 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d168 | Once more before we part, O [we'll] bless the Savior's [Redeemer's] name | | | | | | | |
d169 | Once more, my soul, the rising day salutes thy waking eyes | | | | | | | |
d170 | Once more we bow before our God; Once more his blessing we ask | | | | | | | |
d171 | Out of the depths of long distress | | | | | | | |
d172 | Pilgrims, with pleasure let us part | | | | | | | |
d173 | Precious Bible, what a treasure | | | | | | | |
d174 | Raise your triumphant songs | | | | | | | |
d175 | Rock of ages, shelter me [us], Let me hide | | | | | | | |
d176 | Savior, I do feel Thy merit, sprinkled with redeeming blood | | | | | | | |
d177 | Shall I for fear of feeble man | | | | | | | |
d178 | Shall wisdom cry aloud | | | | | | | |
d179 | Sinner [sinners], the voice of God regard | | | | | | | |
d180 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
d181 | Strait [straight] is the way [gate], the door is strait [straight] | | | | | | | |
d182 | Sweet is the memory of thy grace | | | | | | | |
d183 | Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King | | | | | | | |
d184 | Teach me the measure of my days | | | | | | | |
d185 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
d186 | That man no guard [guards] or [nor] weapon [weapons] needs | | | | | | | |
d187 | The angels that watched round the tomb | | | | | | | |
d188 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
d189 | The law by Moses came | | | | | | | |
d190 | The Lord into his garden comes | | | | | | | |
d191 | The Lord is come, the heavens proclaim | | | | | | | |
d192 | The memory of our dying Lord | | | | | | | |
d193 | The saints appear to tread the courts | | | | | | | |
d194 | The soul [souls] that would to Jesus press | | | | | | | |
d195 | Thee we adore, eternal name, And humbly | | | | | | | |
d196 | There is a house not made with [by] hands, Eternal | | | | | | | |
d197 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d198 | This God is the God we adore | | | | | | | |
d199 | This spacious earth is all the Lord's, And men | | | | | | | |
d200 | Thou sovereign, let my evening song | | | | | | | |