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d201 | Loud let the tuneful trumpet sound | | | | | | | |
d202 | Methinks I hear my Savior call, His pleasant voice | | | | | | | |
d203 | Mighty God, on thee I call | | | | | | | |
d204 | Mortals, awake, with angels join | | | | | | | |
d205 | Mount Zion is my home | | | | | | | |
d206 | My Captain sounds the alarm of war | | | | | | | |
d207 | My days, my [and] weeks, my [and] months, my [and] years | | | | | | | |
d208 | My friends, what thousands I behold | | | | | | | |
d209 | My God a God of pardon is | | | | | | | |
d210 | My God I am thine, what a comfort [pleasure] divine | | | | | | | |
d211 | My God, my heart with love inflame | | | | | | | |
d212 | My God, my life, my love, to thee, to thee I call | | | | | | | |
d213 | My harp untuned, and laid aside | | | | | | | |
d214 | My Jesus, he is all to me | | | | | | | |
d215 | My soul reviews the happy day | | | | | | | |
d216 | My soul, with joy attend, Hark, I hear | | | | | | | |
d217 | My thoughts, that oft ascend [often mount] the skies | | | | | | | |
d218 | My years like shadows flee | | | | | | | |
d219 | No, 'tis in vain to seek for bliss | | | | | | | |
d220 | Now begin the heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
d221 | Now I'll bless the Holy Spirit | | | | | | | |
d222 | Now in a song of grateful praise [love] | | | | | | | |
d223 | Now is the time, O lovely youth | | | | | | | |
d224 | Now let my faith grow strong and rise | | | | | | | |
d225 | Now let our souls, on wings sublime | | | | | | | |
d226 | Now the Savior stands [standeth] [standing] a-pleading [and pleading] | | | | | | | |
d227 | Now the shades of night are gone | | | | | | | |
d228 | Now, while Jesus stands inviting | | | | | | | |
d229 | O all loving Lamb, a sinner I am | | | | | | | |
d230 | O am I born to die | | | | | | | |
d231 | O could I find a [an] humble place | | | | | | | |
d232 | O could I find from day to day | | | | | | | |
d233 | O cutting doubts, when shall I know | | | | | | | |
d234 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
d235 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d236 | O for a glance of heavenly day | | | | | | | |
d237 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d238 | O happy, happy we, At such a feast as this | | | | | | | |
d239 | O happy souls, how fast you go, and leave me here behind | | | | | | | |
d240 | O joyful sound of gospel grace | | | | | | | |
d241 | O love divine, how sweet [good] thou art | | | | | | | |
d242 | O love divine, what hast thou done | | | | | | | |
d243 | O my soul, what means this sadness | | | | | | | |
d244 | O sight of anguish, view it near | | | | | | | |
d245 | O sinners, fly to Jesus' arms | | | | | | | |
d246 | O tell me no more of this [the] world's vain [vain world's] store | | | | | | | |
d247 | O that I had an angel's tongue | | | | | | | |
d248 | O that I knew it was [were] the case | | | | | | | |
d249 | O that my load of sin were [was] gone | | | | | | | |
d250 | O that our flinty hearts would melt | | | | | | | |
d251 | O the immense, the amazing height | | | | | | | |
d252 | O 'twas a mournful parting day | | | | | | | |
d253 | O what a blessing I have found | | | | | | | |
d254 | O what a cruel wretch am I to leave my Jesus so | | | | | | | |
d255 | O what a joy I've found | | | | | | | |
d256 | O ye that seek for happiness | | | | | | | |
d257 | Of all the joys we mortals [which creatures] know | | | | | | | |
d258 | Oft as the bell, with solemn toll, Speaks the departure of a soul | | | | | | | |
d259 | Oft have I sat in secret sighs | | | | | | | |
d260 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d261 | Once as the Savior passed along | | | | | | | |
d262 | Once I presumed I ne'er should see | | | | | | | |
d263 | Once more we'll join before we part | | | | | | | |
d264 | Our Father, whose eternal sway | | | | | | | |
d265 | Poor, weak, and wounded though I am | | | | | | | |
d266 | Praise, O my soul, redeeming love | | | | | | | |
d267 | Prayer is [was] appointed to convey | | | | | | | |
d268 | Raise thoughtless sinner raise thine eye | | | | | | | |
d269 | Rejoice, the Lord is King, Your God [Lord] and King adore | | | | | | | |
d270 | Remember, robust youth, you must die | | | | | | | |
d271 | Repent, the voice celestial cries | | | | | | | |
d272 | Repent, ye never dying souls | | | | | | | |
d273 | Rise my soul, and sing and tell | | | | | | | |
d274 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
d275 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d276 | Savior, I do feel Thy merit, sprinkled with redeeming blood | | | | | | | |
d277 | Savior, visit Thy [our] plantation, grant us Lord, a gracious rain | | | | | | | |
d278 | Say, faith, who bleeds on yonder tree | | | | | | | |
d279 | See mercy, mercy from on high | | | | | | | |
d280 | See, the eternal Judge descending | | | | | | | |
d281 | Shall I for fear of feeble man | | | | | | | |
d282 | Shepherds, rejoice, lift up your eyes | | | | | | | |
d283 | Show me, O God, how stands the case | | | | | | | |
d284 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
d285 | Sinner [sinners], the voice of God regard | | | | | | | |
d286 | Sinners, arise, the Savior's come | | | | | | | |
d287 | Sinners, now make no delaying | | | | | | | |
d288 | Sinners, obey the gospel word | | | | | | | |
d289 | Stand fast, ye brethren, on the rock | | | | | | | |
d290 | Still out of the deepest abyss | | | | | | | |
d291 | Strange that a soul that ever knew The blest Redeemer's love | | | | | | | |
d292 | Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King | | | | | | | |
d293 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
d294 | Teach me the measure of my days | | | | | | | |
d295 | That doleful [dreadful] night before his death | | | | | | | |
d296 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
d297 | The fields, they are white, and the harvest is near | | | | | | | |
d298 | The great God of love, hath shown us the way | | | | | | | |
d299 | The king of heaven a feast has made | | | | | | | |
d300 | The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied | | | | | | | |