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d101 | Ho, pilgrims, if ye pilgrims be | | | | | | | |
d102 | Honor and happiness unite To make the Christian's name | | | | | | | |
d103 | Hosanna to Jesus on high, Another has entered his rest | | | | | | | |
d104 | Hosanna to the King of David's ancient blood | | | | | | | |
d105 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
d106 | How daring is the wretch profane | | | | | | | |
d107 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d108 | How great, how solemn is the work | | | | | | | |
d109 | How great, how terrible that God | | | | | | | |
d110 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
d111 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
d112 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d113 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
d114 | Humble souls, who [that] seek salvation | | | | | | | |
d115 | I am, saith Christ, the Way | | | | | | | |
d116 | I ask'd the Lord that I might | | | | | | | |
d117 | I, Jesus, am ascended high | | | | | | | |
d118 | I know that my Redeemer lives, what comfort this | | | | | | | |
d119 | I set myself against the Lord | | | | | | | |
d120 | I sing a song which doth belong | | | | | | | |
d121 | I sojourn in a vale of tears | | | | | | | |
d122 | I'm glad I ever saw the day | | | | | | | |
d123 | In Jordan's tide [waves] the Baptist [prophet] stands | | | | | | | |
d124 | In the house of king David a fountain | | | | | | | |
d125 | In this extreme distress of soul | | | | | | | |
d126 | Innumerable foes attack the child of God | | | | | | | |
d127 | Is this unpleasing cup now given | | | | | | | |
d128 | Isr'l in ancient days | | | | | | | |
d129 | Jehovah, we adore thy name | | | | | | | |
d130 | Jerusalem, my happy home, O how I long for thee | | | | | | | |
d131 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d132 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
d133 | Jesus Christ has [hath] power alone | | | | | | | |
d134 | Jesus, let not thy grace delay | | | | | | | |
d135 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d136 | Jesus, thou omniscient Savior | | | | | | | |
d137 | Jesus, thy blessings are not few | | | | | | | |
d138 | Jesus, thy gospel armor gird | | | | | | | |
d139 | Jesus, we love thy name | | | | | | | |
d140 | Jesus, while he dwelt below | | | | | | | |
d141 | Join all who love the Savior's name | | | | | | | |
d142 | Kindred, and friends, and native land | | | | | | | |
d143 | Know then [this] that every soul [one] is free | | | | | | | |
d144 | Let all the heathen writers join | | | | | | | |
d145 | Let every mortal ear attend | | | | | | | |
d146 | Let me lie prostrate on the ground | | | | | | | |
d147 | Let party names no more | | | | | | | |
d148 | Let strife forever cease | | | | | | | |
d149 | Let thy Kingdom, blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
d150 | Let us ask the important question | | | | | | | |
d151 | Let us rise and go to Zion's hill | | | | | | | |
d152 | Listed into the cause of sin | | | | | | | |
d153 | Long have I trod the way to hell | | | | | | | |
d154 | Lord, at thy table I [we] behold The wonders of thy grace | | | | | | | |
d155 | Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing | | | | | | | |
d156 | Lord God of grace, I feel, I see | | | | | | | |
d157 | Lord, I cannot let thee go Till a blessing thou bestow | | | | | | | |
d158 | Lord, I have made thy word my choice | | | | | | | |
d159 | Lord, let me never go | | | | | | | |
d160 | Lord, search and try this heart | | | | | | | |
d161 | Lord, 'tis an infinite delight | | | | | | | |
d162 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
d163 | Mercy, O thou Son of David | | | | | | | |
d164 | Methinks the last great day is come | | | | | | | |
d165 | 'Mong all the priests of Jewish race | | | | | | | |
d166 | More than ten years have rolled away | | | | | | | |
d167 | Mortals, awake, with angels join | | | | | | | |
d168 | My Captain sounds the alarm of war | | | | | | | |
d169 | My Christ is a friend, To Him I attend | | | | | | | |
d170 | My God, my life, my love, to thee, to thee I call | | | | | | | |
d171 | My soul doth magnify the Lord, My spirit doth | | | | | | | |
d172 | My soul's full of glory, inspiring [which fires] [it fires] my tongue | | | | | | | |
d173 | Never does truth more shine | | | | | | | |
d174 | No, I shall envy them no more | | | | | | | |
d175 | No man, nor angel, can compare With our all glorious God | | | | | | | |
d176 | Not all the blood of beast [beasts], On Jewish altars | | | | | | | |
d177 | Not the malicious or [nor] [and] profane | | | | | | | |
d178 | Not with our mortal eyes have we beheld the Lord | | | | | | | |
d179 | Now far above these [the] starry skies | | | | | | | |
d180 | Now from the garden to [of] the cross | | | | | | | |
d181 | Now in a song of grateful praise [love] | | | | | | | |
d182 | Now the Savior stands [standeth] [standing] a-pleading [and pleading] | | | | | | | |
d183 | Now to the pilgrims born of God | | | | | | | |
d184 | Now we are met in holy fear to hear the happy | | | | | | | |
d185 | Now whilst I try my heart | | | | | | | |
d186 | Now, ye dear saints, break out in praise | | | | | | | |
d187 | O all ye blessed throng | | | | | | | |
d188 | O am I born to die | | | | | | | |
d189 | O blessed souls are they | | | | | | | |
d190 | O careless sinner [sinners], come, pray [and] now attend | | | | | | | |
d191 | O don't you hear the alarm | | | | | | | |
d192 | O for a glance of heavenly day | | | | | | | |
d193 | O glorious hope of perfect [heavenly] love | | | | | | | |
d194 | O God, my heart with love inflame | | | | | | | |
d195 | O God, whose favorable eye | | | | | | | |
d196 | O how I have longed for the coming [presence] of God [the Lord] | | | | | | | |
d197 | O how sweet it is to me | | | | | | | |
d198 | O is the king of terrors come | | | | | | | |
d199 | O Jesus, my Savior, to Thee I submit | | | | | | | |
d200 | O Lord, how dangerous is the place | | | | | | | |