# | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
d101 | Ho, everyone that thirsts, draw nigh | | | | | | | |
d102 | Holy Jesus, lovely lamb, thine and only | | | | | | | |
d103 | Hosanna to Jesus on high, Another has entered his rest | | | | | | | |
d104 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d105 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
d106 | How happy [happy's] every child of grace, who [that] feels [knows] his sins forgiven | | | | | | | |
d107 | How hopeless guilty nature lies | | | | | | | |
d108 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
d109 | How sad is my state, says the heart-broken sinner | | | | | | | |
d110 | How solemn the signal I hear | | | | | | | |
d111 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d112 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
d113 | How vast the treasure we possess | | | | | | | |
d114 | Humble souls, who [that] seek salvation | | | | | | | |
d115 | I hear a voice that comes from far | | | | | | | |
d116 | I long to see the season [seasons] come when sinners | | | | | | | |
d117 | I love the sons of grace | | | | | | | |
d118 | I wait for thy salvation, Lord | | | | | | | |
d119 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
d120 | If life's pleasures charm [cheer] thee [you], give them not thy [your] heart | | | | | | | |
d121 | In vain we lavish out our lives To gather empty wind | | | | | | | |
d122 | Inquire, ye pilgrims, for the way | | | | | | | |
d123 | Jerusalem, my happy home, O how I long for thee | | | | | | | |
d124 | Jesus, dear name, how sweet it [the] sound(s) | | | | | | | |
d125 | Jesus drinks the bitter cup | | | | | | | |
d126 | Jesus, full of all compassion | | | | | | | |
d127 | Jesus grant us all a blessing | | | | | | | |
d128 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
d129 | Jesus invites his saints | | | | | | | |
d130 | Jesus, let thy pitying eye | | | | | | | |
d131 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d132 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d133 | Jesus' precious name excels | | | | | | | |
d134 | Jesus shed his precious blood | | | | | | | |
d135 | Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend | | | | | | | |
d136 | Jesus, thy blessings are not few | | | | | | | |
d137 | Jesus, thy blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
d138 | Jesus, united by thy grace | | | | | | | |
d139 | Jesus, we own thy sovereign sway | | | | | | | |
d140 | Join all the glorious names | | | | | | | |
d141 | Kindred in Christ, for his dear [name's] sake | | | | | | | |
d142 | Lamb of God, whose bleeding [dying] love | | | | | | | |
d143 | Let all our tongues be one | | | | | | | |
d144 | Let every mortal ear attend | | | | | | | |
d145 | Let me dwell on [in] [at] Golgotha | | | | | | | |
d146 | Let thy Kingdom, blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
d147 | Let us adore the eternal word | | | | | | | |
d148 | Lift up your hearts, Immanuel's friends | | | | | | | |
d149 | Like Noah's weary dove that soared the earth around | | | | | | | |
d150 | Like sheep we went astray | | | | | | | |
d151 | Lo he comes arrayed in vengeance | | | | | | | |
d152 | Lo we see the sign appearing | | | | | | | |
d153 | Lord, and is thine anger gone? | | | | | | | |
d154 | Lord, at thy temple we appear, As happy Simon came | | | | | | | |
d155 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Fill our | | | | | | | |
d156 | Lord, how divine Thy comforts are | | | | | | | |
d157 | Lord, in humble, sweet submission, Here we meet to follow thee | | | | | | | |
d158 | Lord, shed a beam of heavenly day | | | | | | | |
d159 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
d160 | Mercy, O thou Son of David | | | | | | | |
d161 | Mighty God [Lord] while angels bless [praise] thee | | | | | | | |
d162 | My God, my King, thy various praise | | | | | | | |
d163 | My God, my life, my love, to thee, to thee I call | | | | | | | |
d164 | My God, thy boundless love I [we] praise | | | | | | | |
d165 | My hope, my all, my Savior, Thou to thee | | | | | | | |
d166 | My soul doth magnify the Lord, My spirit doth | | | | | | | |
d167 | Now begin the heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
d168 | Now, thou exalted Prince of Peace | | | | | | | |
d169 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d170 | O give me, Lord, my sins to mourn | | | | | | | |
d171 | O hasten, Lord, the happy day | | | | | | | |
d172 | O Jesus, now thy power display | | | | | | | |
d173 | O may I worthy prove to see The saints in full prosperity | | | | | | | |
d174 | O tell me no more of this [the] world's vain [vain world's] store | | | | | | | |
d175 | O that I could repent, O that I could believe | | | | | | | |
d176 | O that I had a bosom friend | | | | | | | |
d177 | O that my load of sin were [was] gone | | | | | | | |
d178 | O thou God of my salvation | | | | | | | |
d179 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
d180 | O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above | | | | | | | |
d181 | O [When] thou my righteous Judge shall [shalt] come | | | | | | | |
d182 | O where can the soul find relief | | | | | | | |
d183 | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
d184 | O ye blood washed, ransomed sinners | | | | | | | |
d185 | On earth the song begins In heaven more sweet, more loud | | | | | | | |
d186 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d187 | Once more, my soul, the rising day salutes thy waking eyes | | | | | | | |
d188 | Once there was a precious season | | | | | | | |
d189 | One spark, O God, of heavenly fire | | | | | | | |
d190 | People of the living God! I have sought the world | | | | | | | |
d191 | Plunged in a [the] gulf of dark [deep] despair | | | | | | | |
d192 | Praise, everlasting praise, be paid | | | | | | | |
d193 | Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire | | | | | | | |
d194 | Precious Bible, what a treasure | | | | | | | |
d195 | Quite weary near to faint | | | | | | | |
d196 | Rejoice for a brother deceased | | | | | | | |
d197 | Rejoice, my friends, the Lord is King | | | | | | | |
d198 | Return, O wanderer, return [Return, return, now wanderer] | | | | | | | |
d199 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
d200 | Saved by grace I live to tell | | | | | | | |