# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d301 | Hearts of stone, relent, relent | | | | | | | |
d302 | Hell, 'tis a word of dreadful sound | | | | | | | |
d303 | Here at thy cross, my dying God | | | | | | | |
d304 | Here at thy table, Lord, we meet to feed | | | | | | | |
d305 | Here, in thy name, eternal God | | | | | | | |
d306 | High in yonder realms of light | | | | | | | |
d307 | High let us swell [raise] our tuneful notes | | | | | | | |
d308 | Hither, ye faithful, haste with [in] songs of triumph | | | | | | | |
d309 | Holy and reverend is the name | | | | | | | |
d310 | Holy Ghost, dispel [disperse] our sadness | | | | | | | |
d311 | Holy Ghost, with light [love] [power] divine | | | | | | | |
d312 | Hosanna to the royal Son | | | | | | | |
d313 | Hosanna to the Son of David and of God | | | | | | | |
d314 | Hosanna, with a cheerful sound | | | | | | | |
d315 | How are thy servants blest, O Lord [God] | | | | | | | |
d316 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
d317 | How blest the righteous when he dies | | | | | | | |
d318 | How blest the sacred tie that binds | | | | | | | |
d319 | How condescending, and how kind | | | | | | | |
d320 | How did my heart rejoice to hear | | | | | | | |
d321 | How do thy mercies close me round? | | | | | | | |
d322 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d323 | How great, how terrible that God | | | | | | | |
d324 | How happy are the young who hear | | | | | | | |
d325 | How happy, gracious Lord, are we | | | | | | | |
d326 | How happy is the pilgrim's lot | | | | | | | |
d327 | How long shall death, the tyrant, reign | | | | | | | |
d328 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
d329 | How lovely, how divinely sweet | | | | | | | |
d330 | How oft, alas, this [our] wretched [sinful] [wicked] heart | | | | | | | |
d331 | How pleasing is thy [the] voice | | | | | | | |
d332 | How sad and awful [dreadful] is my state | | | | | | | |
d333 | How shall the young secure their hearts | | | | | | | |
d334 | How short and hasty is our life | | | | | | | |
d335 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d336 | How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound | | | | | | | |
d337 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
d338 | How vain are all things here below | | | | | | | |
d339 | How various and how new | | | | | | | |
d340 | How vast is the tribute I owe | | | | | | | |
d341 | I and my house will serve the Lord, But first obedient to his word | | | | | | | |
d342 | I asked the Lord that I might grow | | | | | | | |
d343 | I hear a voice that comes from far | | | | | | | |
d344 | I know that my Redeemer lives, what comfort this | | | | | | | |
d345 | I love the Lord, but, ah, how far | | | | | | | |
d346 | I love the Lord, he heard my cries | | | | | | | |
d347 | I love thy Zion, Lord | | | | | | | |
d348 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
d349 | I mine Ebenezer raise | | | | | | | |
d350 | I now have found, for hope of [in] heaven | | | | | | | |
d351 | I saw beyond the tomb | | | | | | | |
d352 | I send the joys of earth away | | | | | | | |
d353 | I thirst, but not as once I did | | | | | | | |
d354 | I thirst, thou wounded Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
d355 | I was a groveling creature [sinner] once | | | | | | | |
d356 | I would but cannot sing | | | | | | | |
d357 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
d358 | If human kindness meets return | | | | | | | |
d359 | If 'tis sweet to mingle where | | | | | | | |
d360 | I'll praise my Maker with my [while I've] [whilst I've] breath | | | | | | | |
d361 | I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
d362 | In evil long I took delight | | | | | | | |
d363 | In glad amazement Lord I [we] stand | | | | | | | |
d364 | In loud [sweet] exalted strains | | | | | | | |
d365 | In sleep's serene oblivion laid | | | | | | | |
d366 | In songs of sublime adoration and praise | | | | | | | |
d367 | In the floods of tribulation | | | | | | | |
d368 | In thy great name, O Lord, we come | | | | | | | |
d369 | In vain my [the] fancy strives to paint The moment after death | | | | | | | |
d370 | In vain opposing nations rage If God with us abide | | | | | | | |
d371 | In vain the world's alluring smile | | | | | | | |
d372 | In vain would boasting reason find | | | | | | | |
d373 | Indulgent Father, by whose care | | | | | | | |
d374 | Indulgent Father, how divine | | | | | | | |
d375 | Indulgent God, to thee I raise My spirit fraught with joy and praise | | | | | | | |
d376 | Indulgent God, to thee we pray | | | | | | | |
d377 | Indulgent Sovereign of the skies And wilt thou bow thy gracious ear | | | | | | | |
d378 | Infinite grace, and can it be | | | | | | | |
d379 | Isr'l in ancient days | | | | | | | |
d380 | Jehovah's grace, how full, how free | | | | | | | |
d381 | Jerusalem, my happy home, name ever dear to me | | | | | | | |
d382 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d383 | Jesus, full of all compassion | | | | | | | |
d384 | Jesus, help thy fallen creature | | | | | | | |
d385 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
d386 | Jesus, if still the same thou art | | | | | | | |
d387 | Jesus, if still thou art today | | | | | | | |
d388 | Jesus, in thy transporting name | | | | | | | |
d389 | Jesus invites his saints | | | | | | | |
d390 | Jesus is gone above the skies [sky] | | | | | | | |
d391 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d392 | Jesus, my Lord, how rich thy grace | | | | | | | |
d393 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d394 | Jesus, my Savior and my God, Thou hast redeemed me | | | | | | | |
d395 | Jesus, my Savior, Brother, Friend | | | | | | | |
d396 | Jesus, my strength, my hope | | | | | | | |
d397 | Jesus, our triumphant Head | | | | | | | |
d398 | Jesus, save my dying soul | | | | | | | |
d399 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
d400 | Jesus, thou dear redeeming Lord | | | | | | | |