# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims | | | | | | | |
d102 | Heaven is a place of rest from sin | | | | | | | |
d103 | High in yonder realms of light | | | | | | | |
d104 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
d105 | How condescending, and how kind | | | | | | | |
d106 | How did my heart rejoice to hear | | | | | | | |
d107 | How great, how solemn is the work | | | | | | | |
d108 | How happy is the Christian's state [mind] | | | | | | | |
d109 | How long, O Lord, shall I [we] complain | | | | | | | |
d110 | How long shall death, the tyrant, reign | | | | | | | |
d111 | How long wilt thou conceal thy face, My God | | | | | | | |
d112 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
d113 | How sad our state [fate] by nature is | | | | | | | |
d114 | How shall the young secure their hearts | | | | | | | |
d115 | How sweet and awful [holy] [sacred] is the place | | | | | | | |
d116 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d117 | How vain are all things here below | | | | | | | |
d118 | I am, saith Christ, the Way | | | | | | | |
d119 | I know that my Redeemer lives, what comfort this | | | | | | | |
d120 | I long to see the season [seasons] come when sinners | | | | | | | |
d121 | I waited patient for the Lord | | | | | | | |
d122 | I want a heart to pray | | | | | | | |
d123 | If Christians can't agree below | | | | | | | |
d124 | If glorious angels do rejoice | | | | | | | |
d125 | If Paul in C'sar's court must stand | | | | | | | |
d126 | I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
d127 | In all my [our] vast concerns with thee | | | | | | | |
d128 | I've found the pearl of greatest price, My heart | | | | | | | |
d129 | Jerusalem, my happy home, O how I long for thee | | | | | | | |
d130 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d131 | Jesus Christ, the Lord's anointed | | | | | | | |
d132 | Jesus grant us all a blessing | | | | | | | |
d133 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d134 | Jesus, mighty King in [of] Zion | | | | | | | |
d135 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d136 | Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend | | | | | | | |
d137 | Joy is a [the] fruit that will not grow | | | | | | | |
d138 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
d139 | Kind are the words that Jesus speaks | | | | | | | |
d140 | Kind souls, reflect awhile with me | | | | | | | |
d141 | Kindred in Christ, for his dear [name's] sake | | | | | | | |
d142 | Know, ye that are of Adam's race | | | | | | | |
d143 | Let every mortal ear attend | | | | | | | |
d144 | Let others boast how strong they be [are] | | | | | | | |
d145 | Let party names no more | | | | | | | |
d146 | Let Pharisees of high esteem | | | | | | | |
d147 | Let thy Kingdom, blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
d148 | Let us, the sheep by Jesus named | | | | | | | |
d149 | Life is the time to serve the Lord | | | | | | | |
d150 | Lo he comes with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
d151 | Lo he cometh countless trumpets | | | | | | | |
d152 | Lo what a glorious sight appears | | | | | | | |
d153 | Lo what an entertaining sight | | | | | | | |
d154 | Long have I [we] sat beneath the sound | | | | | | | |
d155 | Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye | | | | | | | |
d156 | Lord, at Thy sacred feet, Joyful [With joy] would we appear | | | | | | | |
d157 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Fill our | | | | | | | |
d158 | Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high | | | | | | | |
d159 | Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray | | | | | | | |
d160 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
d161 | Lord, what a feeble piece | | | | | | | |
d162 | Lord, with glowing heart I'd [I] [I'll] praise thee | | | | | | | |
d163 | Mercy is welcome news indeed | | | | | | | |
d164 | Mid [midst] scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
d165 | Mistaken souls, that [who] dream of heaven | | | | | | | |
d166 | Mourning and drooping, here I lie | | | | | | | |
d167 | My dearest friends in bonds of love | | | | | | | |
d168 | My drowsy powers, why sleep ye [you] so | | | | | | | |
d169 | My God, accept my early vows | | | | | | | |
d170 | My God, how endless [lasting] is thy love | | | | | | | |
d171 | My hope, my all, my Savior, Thou to thee | | | | | | | |
d172 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
d173 | My soul, come, meditate the day, And think | | | | | | | |
d174 | My soul doth magnify the Lord, My spirit doth | | | | | | | |
d175 | My span of life will soon be done [o'er] | | | | | | | |
d176 | Nor eye hath seen nor ear hath heard | | | | | | | |
d177 | Now begin the heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
d178 | Now from the altar of my heart [our hearts] | | | | | | | |
d179 | Now, gracious Lord, thine [thy] arm reveal | | | | | | | |
d180 | Now I resolve with all my heart | | | | | | | |
d181 | Now, Lord, though we must part awhile | | | | | | | |
d182 | Now, pilgrims, let us go in peace | | | | | | | |
d183 | Now shall our souls with pleasure raise | | | | | | | |
d184 | O come, thou wounded Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
d185 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
d186 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d187 | O for a glance of heavenly day | | | | | | | |
d188 | O for a sweet, inspiring ray | | | | | | | |
d189 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d190 | O give me, Lord, my sins to mourn | | | | | | | |
d191 | O Lord, show pity and forgive | | | | | | | |
d192 | O Lord, thou knowest my soul's desires | | | | | | | |
d193 | O [Our] God, our help in ages [seasons] past | | | | | | | |
d194 | O that I had a bosom friend | | | | | | | |
d195 | O that I knew the secret place | | | | | | | |
d196 | O that my load of sin were [was] gone | | | | | | | |
d197 | O that the Lord would guide my [our] ways | | | | | | | |
d198 | O Thou, whose tender mercy hears | | | | | | | |
d199 | O turn ye [you] poor sinners, for why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d200 | O what a wretched land is this | | | | | | | |