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101 | Jesus, we love thy name | | | | | | | |
102 | I know that my Redeemer lives, what comfort this | | | | | | | |
103 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
104 | All hail, exalted Lord | | | | | | | |
105 | A good High-Priest is [has] come | | | | | | | |
106 | Isr'l in ancient days | | | | | | | |
107 | With fiery serpents greatly pained | | | | | | | |
108 | Ye glittering toys of earth, adieu | | | | | | | |
109 | Jesus, the Conqueror, reigns | | | | | | | |
110 | Thy flock, with what a tender care | | | | | | | |
111 | Let saints on earth their anthems raise | | | | | | | |
112 | Lord, what was man, when made at first | | | | | | | |
113 | How strong thine arm is, mighty God | | | | | | | |
114 | The law by Moses came | | | | | | | |
115 | See Aaron, God's appointed [anointed] priest | | | | | | | |
116 | 'Tis not the law often commands | | | | | | | |
117 | Like sheep we went astray | | | | | | | |
118 | Behold the blind their sight receive | | | | | | | |
119 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
120 | When on the cross my Lord I see | | | | | | | |
121 | Throughout our Savior's life we trace | | | | | | | |
122 | Arise, my soul, arise, shake off | | | | | | | |
123 | My dear Redeemer see, Forsaken and forlorn | | | | | | | |
124 | Stretched on the cross the Savior dies [died] | | | | | | | |
125 | Angel [Angels], roll the rock [stone] away | | | | | | | |
126 | Why did the Gentiles rage | | | | | | | |
127 | Lord, I am thine, but thou wilt [will] prove | | | | | | | |
128 | Lord, when thou didst ascend on high | | | | | | | |
129 | Blest be the everlasting [eternal] God | | | | | | | |
130 | No, I'll repine at death no more | | | | | | | |
131 | When I the holy [empty] [lonely] [vanquished] grave [tomb] survey | | | | | | | |
132 | Our Lord is risen from the dead, Our Jesus [Savior] is gone | | | | | | | |
133 | Christ the [our] Lord is [has] risen today, [Alleluia] [Sons of men] | | | | | | | |
134 | Far as thy name is known | | | | | | | |
135 | Lord, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand | | | | | | | |
136 | God in his earthly temple lays | | | | | | | |
137 | The Lord in Zion placed his name | | | | | | | |
138 | Lo, what a glorious sight appears | | | | | | | |
139 | Thou whom my soul admires above | | | | | | | |
140 | We are a garden walled around | | | | | | | |
141 | Happy the Church, thou [the] sacred place | | | | | | | |
142 | Not to the terrors of the Lord the tempest fire and smoke | | | | | | | |
143 | What sound is this salutes mine [my] ear | | | | | | | |
144 | Although despised by men | | | | | | | |
145 | Salvation is forever nigh | | | | | | | |
146 | Blest are the souls that [who] hear and know | | | | | | | |
147 | My God, how many are my fears | | | | | | | |
148 | The Lord of glory is my Light, And my | | | | | | | |
149 | When overwhelmed with grief | | | | | | | |
150 | He that [who] hath [has] made [for] his refuge, God | | | | | | | |
151 | The Lord appears my helper now | | | | | | | |
152 | God is the refuge of his saints | | | | | | | |
153 | Let Zion and her sons rejoice | | | | | | | |
154 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
155 | Christ and his [the] cross is [are] all our [my] theme | | | | | | | |
156 | Go preach my gospel, saith the [my] Lord | | | | | | | |
157 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
158 | Let everlasting glories crown | | | | | | | |
159 | This is the word of truth and love | | | | | | | |
160 | Great was the day, the joy was great | | | | | | | |
161 | Whence do our mournful thoughts arise | | | | | | | |
162 | How honorable is the place | | | | | | | |
163 | So did the Hebrew prophet raise | | | | | | | |
164 | God, in the gospel of his [the] Son | | | | | | | |
165 | Loud let the tuneful trumpet sound | | | | | | | |
166 | How free and boundless is the grace | | | | | | | |
167 | My soul, with joy attend, While Jesus silence | | | | | | | |
168 | Ye little flock, whom Jesus feeds | | | | | | | |
169 | Awake, ye saints, and raise [lift] your eyes | | | | | | | |
170 | What heavenly music do I [we] hear | | | | | | | |
171 | Hark, hear the sound, on earth is found | | | | | | | |
172 | Thus saith the Lord, your Master dear | | | | | | | |
173 | On Zion, his own holy mount, God will a feast prepare | | | | | | | |
174 | Know then [this] that every soul [one] is free | | | | | | | |
175 | Questions and doubts be heard no more | | | | | | | |
176 | Shall atheists dare insult the cross | | | | | | | |
177 | What shall the dying sinner do | | | | | | | |
178 | The God who once to Isr'l spoke | | | | | | | |
179 | Let me not always, Lord, appear | | | | | | | |
180 | Jehovah, from his throne above | | | | | | | |
181 | The rain descends the tempests rise | | | | | | | |
182 | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
183 | God of my mercy and my praise | | | | | | | |
184 | I love the Lord, he heard my cries | | | | | | | |
185 | Lo what an entertaining sight | | | | | | | |
186 | Blest are the sons of peace | | | | | | | |
187 | How pleasant 'tis to see | | | | | | | |
188 | Who shall the Lord's elect condemn | | | | | | | |
189 | Awake my heart, arise my tongue | | | | | | | |
190 | Behold what wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
191 | To God the only wise, our Savior and our King | | | | | | | |
192 | Thus saith [speaks] the high and lofty One | | | | | | | |
193 | Not with our mortal eyes have we beheld the Lord | | | | | | | |
194 | Lord, we confess our numerous faults | | | | | | | |
195 | Thus saith the first, the [and] great command | | | | | | | |
196 | With joy we meditate the [thy] grace | | | | | | | |
197 | Not different food nor different dress, Compose the kindgom of our Lord | | | | | | | |
198 | Now by the bowels [mercies] of my [our] God [Lord] | | | | | | | |
199 | Behold how sinners disagree | | | | | | | |
200 | Let Pharisees of high esteem | | | | | | | |