# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Enthroned on high, almighty Lord | | | | | | | |
d102 | Ere the blue heavens were stretched abroad | | | | | | | |
d103 | Ere to the world again we go | | | | | | | |
d104 | Eternal God, we look to thee | | | | | | | |
d105 | Faint not, Christian, though the road | | | | | | | |
d106 | Faith, hope, and charity, these three | | | | | | | |
d107 | Faith is a living power from heaven | | | | | | | |
d108 | Faith is the brightest evidence | | | | | | | |
d109 | Faithful, O Lord, thy mercies are | | | | | | | |
d110 | Far down the ages now | | | | | | | |
d111 | Father, I know thy ways are just | | | | | | | |
d112 | Father of mercies, bow thine ear | | | | | | | |
d113 | Father of mercies, in thy [your] word | | | | | | | |
d114 | Father, source of all compassion | | | | | | | |
d115 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
d116 | Firm and unmoved are they that rest their souls on God | | | | | | | |
d117 | From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies | | | | | | | |
d118 | From deep distress and troubled thoughts | | | | | | | |
d119 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
d120 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d121 | From the table now retiring | | | | | | | |
d122 | Give to our God [the Lord] immortal praise | | | | | | | |
d123 | Go forth, ye heralds, in my [his] name | | | | | | | |
d124 | Go, labor on, spend and be spent | | | | | | | |
d125 | Go, labor on, while it is day | | | | | | | |
d126 | Go preach my gospel, saith the [my] Lord | | | | | | | |
d127 | God bless our native land, Firm may she | | | | | | | |
d128 | God calling yet, shall I not hear | | | | | | | |
d129 | God is love, his mercy brightens | | | | | | | |
d130 | God is the refuge of his saints | | | | | | | |
d131 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
d132 | God's long silence must be broken | | | | | | | |
d133 | Grace, 'tis a charming [cheering] [joyful] [pleasing] sound | | | | | | | |
d134 | Great Father of each perfect gift | | | | | | | |
d135 | Great God, attend, while Zion sings [children sing] [here we sing] | | | | | | | |
d136 | Great God indulge my humble claim | | | | | | | |
d137 | Great is the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
d138 | Great King of glory, hear the prayer | | | | | | | |
d139 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d140 | Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews | | | | | | | |
d141 | Hail, sacred truth, whose piercing rays | | | | | | | |
d142 | Hail the day that sees him rise | | | | | | | |
d143 | Hail to the blessed day | | | | | | | |
d144 | Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning | | | | | | | |
d145 | Hail to the Lord's anointed | | | | | | | |
d146 | Happy the Church, thou [the] sacred place | | | | | | | |
d147 | Happy the heart where love doth reign | | | | | | | |
d148 | Hark, ten thousand, thousand voices Sound the note of praise above | | | | | | | |
d149 | Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
d150 | Hark, the judgment trumpet sounding | | | | | | | |
d151 | Hark, the notes of angels singing | | | | | | | |
d152 | Hark, the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
d153 | Hast thou within a care so deep | | | | | | | |
d154 | Haste, traveller, haste, the night comes on | | | | | | | |
d155 | He comes, he comes, the judge severe | | | | | | | |
d156 | He is coming, he is coming, not as once | | | | | | | |
d157 | He lives, he lives, and sits above | | | | | | | |
d158 | He lives, the [that] great Redeemer [Creator] lives | | | | | | | |
d159 | He reigns, the Lord, the [our] Savior reigns | | | | | | | |
d160 | He that [who] goeth forth with weeping, Bearing [sowing] precious seed in love | | | | | | | |
d161 | Hear, gracious God [Lord], a sinner's cry | | | | | | | |
d162 | Hear, O sinner, mercy hails [calls] you | | | | | | | |
d163 | Heavenly Father to whose eye | | | | | | | |
d164 | Holy and reverend is the name | | | | | | | |
d165 | Holy Bible, book divine, Precious treasure, thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d166 | Hosanna to the living Lord | | | | | | | |
d167 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
d168 | How beauteous on the mountains | | | | | | | |
d169 | How beauteous were [are] the marks divine | | | | | | | |
d170 | How can I sink with such a prop | | | | | | | |
d171 | How charming is the place | | | | | | | |
d172 | How gentle God's commands | | | | | | | |
d173 | How long, O Lord our Savior | | | | | | | |
d174 | How long shall death, the tyrant, reign | | | | | | | |
d175 | How painfully pleasing the fond recollection Of youthful connections [emotions] | | | | | | | |
d176 | How pleasant, how [and] divinely fair | | | | | | | |
d177 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
d178 | How sad our state [fate] by nature is | | | | | | | |
d179 | How sweet the cheering words | | | | | | | |
d180 | How sweet the Christian's hope to me | | | | | | | |
d181 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d182 | How sweetly breaks the Sabbath dawn | | | | | | | |
d183 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
d184 | I am redeemed, O wonderful love | | | | | | | |
d185 | I call the world's Redeemer mine | | | | | | | |
d186 | I hear a voice that comes from far | | | | | | | |
d187 | I heard the voice of Jesus say, come unto me and rest | | | | | | | |
d188 | I love it, I love it, and who shall dare | | | | | | | |
d189 | I love thy church, O God | | | | | | | |
d190 | I love to kiss each print where thou | | | | | | | |
d191 | I love to sing of my heavenly home | | | | | | | |
d192 | I saw a wayworn traveler | | | | | | | |
d193 | I saw one hanging on a [the] tree | | | | | | | |
d194 | I see the crowd in Pilate's hall | | | | | | | |
d195 | I sing the almighty power of God | | | | | | | |
d196 | I will follow thee, my Savior, wheresoe'er my lot | | | | | | | |
d197 | I will love thee, all my treasure | | | | | | | |
d198 | I would love thee, God and Father | | | | | | | |
d199 | If Christ is mine, then all is mine | | | | | | | |
d200 | If human kindness meets return | | | | | | | |