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1 | There's not a teint that paints the rose | | | | | | | |
2 | Sing, my soul, his wondrous love | | | | | | | |
3 | This is the word of truth and love | | | | | | | |
4 | Now let my soul, eternal King! | | | | | | | |
5 | Dear Lord, thy word of truth affords | | | | | | | |
6 | The Law commands and makes us know | | | | | | | |
7 | Come, dearest Lord, who reignest above | | | | | | | |
8 | Hail, the blest morn, see the great Mediator | | | | | | | |
9 | Mortals, awake, with angels join | | | | | | | |
10 | Soft be the gently breathing notes | | | | | | | |
11 | How firm a foundation | | | | | | | |
12 | Go to dark Gethsemane | | | | | | | |
13 | Ye saints, assist me in my song | | | | | | | |
14 | Far beyond all comprehension | | | | | | | |
15 | Hark--hark--what notes of joy | | | | | | | |
16 | Come, happy souls--approach your God | | | | | | | |
17 | Now to the Lord a nobler song! | | | | | | | |
18 | Now for a tune of lofty praise | | | | | | | |
19 | How heavy is the night | | | | | | | |
20 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
21 | Sinners, behold the Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
22 | Angels! from the realms of glory | | | | | | | |
23 | When I the blest Redeemer see | | | | | | | |
24 | Lord of every land and nation | | | | | | | |
25 | What various, lovely characters | | | | | | | |
26 | Lift up your eyes to th' heavenly seats | | | | | | | |
27 | O Sacred Head, now wounded | | | | | | | |
28 | He reigns! the Lord, the Saviour reigns! | | | | | | | |
29 | The Saviour! O what endless charm | | | | | | | |
30 | Sovereign of all the worlds on high | | | | | | | |
31 | Great God, and shall thy Spirit rest | | | | | | | |
32 | Breathe, Holy Spirit, from above | | | | | | | |
33 | Spirit of peace! immortal Dove! | | | | | | | |
34 | Come, Holy Spirit, come! | | | | | | | |
35 | The Spirit in our hearts | | | | | | | |
36 | Holy Ghost, with light divine | | | | | | | |
37 | Great God, before thy mercy seat | | | | | | | |
38 | Now, gracious Lord, thine arm reveal | | | | | | | |
39 | Blest Comforter divine! | | | | | | | |
40 | Quench not the Spirit of the Lord | | | | | | | |
41 | How sweet the melting lay | | | | | | | |
42 | Lord of the Sabbath and its light | | | | | | | |
43 | In thy presence we appear | | | | | | | |
44 | Again the Lord of Life and Light | | | | | | | |
45 | O 'tis sweet to mingle, where | | | | | | | |
46 | No, never shall my heart despond | | | | | | | |
47 | Welcome, delightful morn! | | | | | | | |
48 | Praise the Lord, by whose kind favor | | | | | | | |
49 | Again our earthly cares we leave | | | | | | | |
50 | Lord, how shall wretched sinners dare | | | | | | | |
51 | Come, let us lift our joyful eyes | | | | | | | |
52 | Thou who slept in Bethlehem's manger | | | | | | | |
53 | Lord of hosts, how lovely fair | | | | | | | |
54 | When, O my Saviour, shall this heart | | | | | | | |
55 | Come, thou soul-transforming Spirit | | | | | | | |
56 | How helpless guilty nature lies | | | | | | | |
57 | Deep in the dust before thy throne | | | | | | | |
58 | Buried in shadows of the night | | | | | | | |
59 | See human nature sunk in shame | | | | | | | |
60 | Astonished and distressed | | | | | | | |
61 | O Lord, thy work revive | | | | | | | |
62 | The morning light is breaking | | | | | | | |
63 | Fount of everlasting love! | | | | | | | |
64 | Lord, how large thy bounties are | | | | | | | |
65 | Come, Sacred Spirit, from above | | | | | | | |
66 | Retire, vain world, awhile retire | | | | | | | |
67 | O Sun of righteousness arise | | | | | | | |
68 | While I to grief my soul gave way | | | | | | | |
69 | Our souls by love together drawn | | | | | | | |
70 | Zion, dreary and in anguish | | | | | | | |
71 | He that goeth forth with weeping | | | | | | | |
73 | Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye | | | | | | | |
74 | Jesus, hear a weeping mourner | | | | | | | |
75 | Ah, whither should I go | | | | | | | |
76 | Hearts of stone, relent, relent | | | | | | | |
77 | Why sinks my soul desponding? | | | | | | | |
78 | Jesus, save my dying soul | | | | | | | |
79 | Jesus, the sinner's friend, to thee | | | | | | | |
80 | Saviour, hear us, through thy merit | | | | | | | |
81 | Before thy awful throne | | | | | | | |
82 | Lord! when we bend before thy throne | | | | | | | |
83 | Dear Saviour, when my thoughts recall | | | | | | | |
84 | Met, O God, to ask thy presence | | | | | | | |
85 | Blest Jesus! when thy cross I view | | | | | | | |
86 | Fast flow my tears, the cause is great | | | | | | | |
87 | Awak'd by Sinai's awful sound | | | | | | | |
88 | Oh! injur'd Majesty of heav'n! | | | | | | | |
89 | Sinner, is thy heart at rest? | | | | | | | |
90 | Ye dying sons of men | | | | | | | |
91 | Jesus stands, Oh, how amazing | | | | | | | |
92 | Is there no hope? O sinner, pause! | | | | | | | |
93 | Delay not, delay not, O sinner draw near! | | | | | | | |
94 | Repent! the voice celestial cries | | | | | | | |
95 | Sinners turn, why will you die? | | | | | | | |
96 | Sinner, oh why so thoughtless grown? | | | | | | | |
97 | That warning voice, O sinner, hear | | | | | | | |
98 | Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish | | | | | | | |
99 | Come, ye weary sinners, come | | | | | | | |
100 | Jesus, dear name, how sweet the sound | | | | | | | |
101 | Turn not away when Jesus pleads | | | | | | | |