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1 | Lo, he comes, with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
2 | The Lord will come: the earth shall quake | | | | | | | |
3 | That day of wrath, that dreadful day | | | | | | | |
4 | Hosanna to the living Lord! | | | | | | | |
5 | Rejoice, rejoice, believers! | | | | | | | |
6 | The Lord unto my Lord thus spake | | | | | | | |
7 | Thy kingdom come, O God | | | | | | | |
8 | Once more, O Lord, thy sign shall be | | | | | | | |
9 | Come, quickly come, dread Judge of all | | | | | | | |
10 | O Jesus, thou art standing | | | | | | | |
11 | The Lord hath spoke, the mighty God | | | | | | | |
12 | On Jordan's banks the Baptist's cry | | | | | | | |
13 | O come, O come, Emmanuel | | | | | | | |
14 | O Wisdom! spreading mightily | | | | | | | |
15 | Hark! the glad sound! the Saviour comes | | | | | | | |
16 | Hail! thou long-expected Jesus | | | | | | | |
17 | Hark! the herald angels sing | | | | | | | |
18 | While shepherds watched their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
19 | O come, all ye faithful | | | | | | | |
20 | Hark! what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
21 | Christians, awake, salute the happy morn | | | | | | | |
22 | It came upon the midnight clear | | | | | | | |
23 | Shout the glad tidings, exultingly sing | | | | | | | |
24 | Angels, from the realms of glory | | | | | | | |
25 | Come hither, ye faithful | | | | | | | |
26 | Calm on the listening ear of night | | | | | | | |
27 | To hail thy rising, Sun of life | | | | | | | |
28 | A few more years shall roll | | | | | | | |
29 | O God, our help in ages past | | | | | | | |
30 | The God of life, whose constant care | | | | | | | |
31 | While with ceaseless course the sun | | | | | | | |
32 | The ancient law departs | | | | | | | |
33 | Jesus! Name of wondrous love! | | | | | | | |
34 | Hail to the Lord's Anointed | | | | | | | |
35 | How wondrous and great | | | | | | | |
36 | Rise, crown'd with light, imperial Salem, rise | | | | | | | |
37 | Brightest and best of the sons of the morning | | | | | | | |
38 | Lo! hills and mountains shall bring forth | | | | | | | |
39 | Light of those whose dreary dwelling | | | | | | | |
40 | Joy to the world; the Lord is come | | | | | | | |
41 | O'er mountain-tops the mount of God | | | | | | | |
42 | Hark, the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
43 | Watchman! tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
44 | How beauteous are their feet | | | | | | | |
45 | As with gladness men of old | | | | | | | |
46 | When marshall'd on the nightly plain | | | | | | | |
47 | Sons of men, behold from far | | | | | | | |
48 | Once more the solemn season calls | | | | | | | |
49 | Forty days and forty nights | | | | | | | |
50 | In mercy, not in wrath | | | | | | | |
51 | Thy chastening wrath, O Lord, restrain | | | | | | | |
52 | Thou, Lord, by strictest search hast known | | | | | | | |
53 | Saviour, when in dust to Thee | | | | | | | |
54 | Sinners! turn, why will ye die? | | | | | | | |
55 | My soul with patience waits | | | | | | | |
56 | How oft, alas! this wretched heart | | | | | | | |
57 | My God, permit me not to be | | | | | | | |
58 | Hasten, sinner! to be wise | | | | | | | |
59 | Sinner, rouse thee from thy sleep | | | | | | | |
60 | Have mercy, Lord, on me | | | | | | | |
61 | As o'er the past my memory strays | | | | | | | |
62 | O Thou, to whose all-searching sight | | | | | | | |
63 | Lord, in this Thy mercy's day | | | | | | | |
64 | My sins, my sins, my Saviour! | | | | | | | |
65 | O Thou from whom all goodness flows | | | | | | | |
66 | O gracious God, in whom I live | | | | | | | |
67 | Weary of earth, and laden with my sin | | | | | | | |
68 | Christian1 dost thou see them | | | | | | | |
69 | Lord, when we bend before thy throne | | | | | | | |
70 | Weary of wandering from my God | | | | | | | |
71 | With broken heart and contrite sigh | | | | | | | |
72 | All glory, laud, and honour | | | | | | | |
73 | Ride on! ride on in majesty1 | | | | | | | |
74 | Glory be to Jesus | | | | | | | |
75 | My saviour hanging on the tree | | | | | | | |
76 | Hail, thou once-despised Jesus | | | | | | | |
77 | Who is this that comes from Edom | | | | | | | |
78 | We sing the praise of him who died | | | | | | | |
79 | The Royal Banners forward go | | | | | | | |
80 | Behold the Lamb of God! | | | | | | | |
81 | See the destined day arise | | | | | | | |
82 | Bound upon the accursed tree | | | | | | | |
83 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
84 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
85 | 'Tis finished; so the Savior cried | | | | | | | |
86 | Go to dark Gethsemane | | | | | | | |
87 | O Sacred Head now wounded | | | | | | | |
88 | Hark! the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
89 | O come and mourn with me awhile | | | | | | | |
90 | Resting from his work to-day | | | | | | | |
91 | Pain and toil are over now | | | | | | | |
92 | All is o'er, the pain, the sorrow | | | | | | | |
93 | I would not live alway: I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
94 | God of my life, O Lord most high | | | | | | | |
95 | My grateful soul shall bless the Lord | | | | | | | |
96 | This life's a dream, an empty show | | | | | | | |
97 | It is not death to die | | | | | | | |
98 | Christ the Lord is risen to-day | | | | | | | |
99 | Jesus Christ is risen to-day | | | | | | | |
100 | At the Lamb's high feast we sing | | | | | | | |