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101 | Gentle Jesus, meek and mild | | | | | | | |
102 | Give me the wings of faith to rise | | | | | | | |
103 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
104 | Glory be to Jesus | | | | | | | |
105 | Glory to thee, my God, this night | | | | | | | |
106 | Go, labour on; spend, and be spent | | | | | | | |
107 | God be with you till we meet again | | | | | | | |
108 | God is working his purpose out as year succeeds to year | | | | | | | |
109 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
110 | God of mercy, God of grace | | | | | | | |
111 | God of our fathers, known of old | | | | | | | |
112 | God of our fathers, unto thee | | | | | | | |
113 | God of the morning, at whose voice | | | | | | | |
114 | God save our gracious king | | | | | | | |
115 | God, that madest earth and heaven | | | | | | | |
116 | Gracious Spirit, Holy Ghost | | | | | | | |
117 | Guide me, O thou great Redeemer | | | | | | | |
118 | Hail, gladdening Light, of his pure glory pour'd | | | | | | | |
119 | Hail the day that sees him rise | | | | | | | |
120 | Hail thee, Festival Day! blest day that art hallowed for ever | | | | | | | |
121 | Hail thee, Festival Day! blest day that art hallowed for ever | | | | | | | |
122 | Hail to the Lord's Anointed | | | | | | | |
123 | Happy are they, they that love God | | | | | | | |
124 | Hark! hark, my soul! Angelic songs are swelling | | | | | | | |
125 | Hark, my soul, how everything | | | | | | | |
126 | Hark, my soul! it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
127 | Hark the glad sound! the Saviour comes | | | | | | | |
128 | Hark! the herald Angels sing | | | | | | | |
129 | Hark! the sound of holy voices | | | | | | | |
130 | Hark, what a sound! and too divine for hearing | | | | | | | |
131 | Have mercy, Lord, on me | | | | | | | |
132 | Have mercy on us, God most high | | | | | | | |
133 | Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims | | | | | | | |
134 | He is risen, he is risen | | | | | | | |
135 | He wants not friends that hath thy love | | | | | | | |
136 | He who would valiant be | | | | | | | |
137 | Her Virgin eyes saw God incarnate born | | | | | | | |
138 | Here, O my Lord, I see thee face to face | | | | | | | |
139 | Hills of the North, rejoice | | | | | | | |
140 | Hold thou my hands | | | | | | | |
141 | Holy Father, cheer our way | | | | | | | |
142 | Holy Father, in thy mercy | | | | | | | |
143 | Holy, Holy, Holy! Lord God Almighty | | | | | | | |
144 | How beauteous are their feet | | | | | | | |
145 | How bright these glorious spirits shine | | | | | | | |
146 | How can I cease to pray for thee? Somewhere | | | | | | | |
147 | How lovely are thy dwelling fair | | | | | | | |
148 | How shall I sing that Majesty | | | | | | | |
149 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
150 | I am not worthy, holy Lord | | | | | | | |
151 | I bind unto myself to-day | | | | | | | |
152 | I do not ask, O Lord, that life may be | | | | | | | |
153 | I heard the voice of Jesus say | | | | | | | |
154 | I look to thee in every need | | | | | | | |
155 | I sing the Birth was born to-night | | | | | | | |
156 | I think when I read that sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
157 | Immortal, invisible, God only wise | | | | | | | |
158 | Immortal love for ever full | | | | | | | |
159 | In Christ there is no East or West | | | | | | | |
160 | In Paradise reposing | | | | | | | |
161 | In token that thou shalt not fear | | | | | | | |
162 | It came upon the midnight clear | | | | | | | |
163 | It is a thing most wonderful | | | | | | | |
164 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
165 | Jerusalem on high | | | | | | | |
166 | Jerusalem the golden | | | | | | | |
167 | Jesu, gentlest Saviour | | | | | | | |
168 | Jesu, good above all others | | | | | | | |
169 | Jesu, Lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
170 | Jesu, meek and gentle | | | | | | | |
171 | Jesu, my Lord, my God, my All | | | | | | | |
172 | Jesu, tender Shepherd, hear me | | | | | | | |
173 | Jesu!—the very thought is sweet | | | | | | | |
174 | Jesu, the very thought of thee | | | | | | | |
175 | Jesu, thou joy of loving hearts | | | | | | | |
176 | Jesu, thy mercies are untold | | | | | | | |
177 | Jesus calls us; o'er the tumult | | | | | | | |
178 | Jesus Christ is risen to-day, Alleluia! | | | | | | | |
179 | Jesus lives! Thy terrors now | | | | | | | |
180 | Jesus, my Shepherd, here I know | | | | | | | |
181 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
182 | Jesus, where'er thy people meet | | | | | | | |
183 | Judge eternal, throned in splendour | | | | | | | |
184 | Just as I am, without one plea | | | | | | | |
185 | Kindly spring again is here | | | | | | | |
186 | King of glory, King of peace | | | | | | | |
187 | King of mercy, King of love | | | | | | | |
188 | Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
189 | Lead us, heavenly Father, lead us | | | | | | | |
190 | Let all mortal flesh keep silence, and with fear and trembling stand | | | | | | | |
191 | Let all the world in every corner sing | | | | | | | |
192 | Let sighing cease and woe | | | | | | | |
193 | Let the round world with songs rejoice | | | | | | | |
194 | Let us, with a gladsome mind | | | | | | | |
195 | Lift up your heads, eternal gates! | | | | | | | |
196 | Lift up your heads, ye gates of brass | | | | | | | |
197 | 'Lift up your hearts!' We lift them, Lord, to thee | | | | | | | |
198 | Light's abode, celestial Salem | | | | | | | |
199 | Little lamb, who made thee? | | | | | | | |
200 | Lo! God is here! let us adore | | | | | | | |