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d1 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
d2 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
d3 | All people that on earth do dwell, Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice | | | | | | | |
d4 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
d5 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
d6 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
d7 | Awake my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
d8 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
d9 | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
d10 | Child of sin and sorrow, Filled with dismay | | | | | | | |
d11 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers | | | | | | | |
d12 | Come, saith [said] [says] Jesus' sacred voice | | | | | | | |
d13 | Come, trembling sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
d14 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
d15 | Father of mercies, heavenly Friend | | | | | | | |
d16 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
d17 | Fear not, O little flock, the foe | | | | | | | |
d18 | Give me the wings of faith to rise | | | | | | | |
d19 | God bless our native land, Firm may she | | | | | | | |
d20 | God is our refuge and our strength | | | | | | | |
d21 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d22 | High in yonder realms of light | | | | | | | |
d23 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d24 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d25 | I lay my sins on Jesus | | | | | | | |
d26 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
d27 | I was a wandering sheep | | | | | | | |
d28 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
d29 | I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger, I can tarry | | | | | | | |
d30 | In the Christian's home in [of] glory | | | | | | | |
d31 | In the tempest of life when the wave and gale is round | | | | | | | |
d32 | Jerusalem, my happy home, name ever dear to me | | | | | | | |
d33 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d34 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
d35 | Jesus, who knows full well | | | | | | | |
d36 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
d37 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward I [we] move | | | | | | | |
d38 | Life is the time to serve the Lord | | | | | | | |
d39 | Lo on a narrow neck of land | | | | | | | |
d40 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Fill our | | | | | | | |
d41 | Lord, thou hast been our dwelling place | | | | | | | |
d42 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d43 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
d44 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d45 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
d46 | Now to heaven our prayer [prayers] [cry] ascending | | | | | | | |
d47 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d48 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d49 | O it is hard to work for God | | | | | | | |
d50 | O say can you see by the dawn's early light | | | | | | | |
d51 | O sing to me of heaven When I am called to die | | | | | | | |
d52 | O Thou from whom all goodness flows | | | | | | | |
d53 | O thou, my soul, bless God the Lord | | | | | | | |
d54 | O Thou, whose tender mercy hears | | | | | | | |
d55 | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
d56 | One there is above all others, well [who] deserves | | | | | | | |
d57 | Out on an ocean all boundless we ride | | | | | | | |
d58 | Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire | | | | | | | |
d59 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d60 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d61 | Say, brother [brothers], will you meet me [us] | | | | | | | |
d62 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
d63 | Soldiers of Christ, arise, and put [gird] your armor | | | | | | | |
d64 | Stand up, my soul [our souls], shake off thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
d65 | Star of peace to wanderers weary [dreary] | | | | | | | |
d66 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
d67 | The Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want | | | | | | | |
d68 | The pity of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d69 | The soldiers are gathering from near and from far | | | | | | | |
d70 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d71 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
d72 | Thine earthly Sabbath [Sabbaths], Lord we love | | | | | | | |
d73 | To the wandering and the weary | | | | | | | |
d74 | To thee I lift my soul, O Lord, I trust in thee | | | | | | | |
d75 | Today the Savior calls, ye wanderers come | | | | | | | |
d76 | Tossed upon life's raging billow | | | | | | | |
d77 | Unvail [Unveil] thy bosom, faithful tomb | | | | | | | |
d78 | Upward I lift mine [my] eyes | | | | | | | |
d79 | We are on our journey home, Where Christ our Lord | | | | | | | |
d80 | We are out on the ocean sailing | | | | | | | |
d81 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
d82 | We're traveling home to heaven above | | | | | | | |
d83 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d84 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d85 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
d86 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |
d87 | When shall the voice of singing flow | | | | | | | |
d88 | While thee I [we] seek, protecting power | | | | | | | |
d89 | With tearful eyes I look around | | | | | | | |