# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
101 | What grace and love divine | | | | | | | |
102 | Stretched on the cross the Savior dies [died] | | | | | | | |
103 | No more, dear Savior, will I boast | | | | | | | |
104 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
105 | Yonder amazing sight I [we] see | | | | | | | |
106 | Yes, the Redeemer rose [lives]; The Savior left the dead | | | | | | | |
107 | Let us our hearts and voices raise | | | | | | | |
108 | Our glorious Lord is risen indeed | | | | | | | |
109 | The sun of righteousness appears | | | | | | | |
110 | All is hush [hushed], the battle's o'er | | | | | | | |
111 | Christ the [our] Lord is [has] risen today, [Alleluia] [Sons of men] | | | | | | | |
112 | Again the Lord of life and light | | | | | | | |
113 | In Jesus who was crucified | | | | | | | |
114 | Hosanna [Hosannas] to the Prince of light | | | | | | | |
115 | When I the holy [empty] [lonely] [vanquished] grave [tomb] survey | | | | | | | |
116 | Blest morning, whose young, dawning rays | | | | | | | |
117 | God has gone up, our Lord and king | | | | | | | |
118 | Christ, our Head's gone up on high | | | | | | | |
119 | Our Lord is risen from the dead, Our Jesus [Savior] is gone | | | | | | | |
120 | Clap your hands, ye people all | | | | | | | |
121 | Lord, when thou didst ascend on high | | | | | | | |
122 | Hail the day that sees him rise | | | | | | | |
123 | Angel [Angels], roll the rock [stone] away | | | | | | | |
124 | O for a shout of sacred joy | | | | | | | |
125 | Now let us raise our cheerful strains | | | | | | | |
126 | Exalted Prince of life, we own | | | | | | | |
127 | Jesus thou highest, loveliest name | | | | | | | |
128 | Thus the eternal Father spake [spoke] | | | | | | | |
129 | Begin the high, celestial strain My raptured [ravished] soul | | | | | | | |
130 | Not unto us but thee alone | | | | | | | |
131 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
132 | He lives, the [that] great Redeemer [Creator] lives | | | | | | | |
133 | Our Shepherd alone, the Lord, let us bless | | | | | | | |
134 | On Zion, his own holy mount, God will a feast prepare | | | | | | | |
135 | Loud let the tuneful trumpet sound | | | | | | | |
136 | Come, though we can truly sing | | | | | | | |
137 | Now are we sons of God | | | | | | | |
138 | What blessings in the Lamb abound | | | | | | | |
139 | Had I ten thousand gifts beside | | | | | | | |
140 | Now shall our tongues with rapture tell | | | | | | | |
141 | Ere the blue heavens were stretched abroad | | | | | | | |
142 | Awake, our souls, and bless his Name | | | | | | | |
143 | Hail, high, exalted, righteous Man | | | | | | | |
144 | What saving power, what grace divine | | | | | | | |
145 | 'Tis not of him that [who] weeps and prays | | | | | | | |
146 | All fulness in the Lamb we view | | | | | | | |
147 | Hark! for 'tis God's own Son that calls | | | | | | | |
148 | Immanuel is God with me | | | | | | | |
149 | Holy wonder, heavenly grace | | | | | | | |
150 | Now to the Lord a noble [joyful] song | | | | | | | |
151 | By grace we know, to us it's clear | | | | | | | |
152 | All things delivered are | | | | | | | |
153 | The man who works not, but believes | | | | | | | |
154 | Now in the face [form] of Jesus, we | | | | | | | |
155 | Lo what a glorious sight appears | | | | | | | |
156 | Rejoice, the Lord is King, Your God [Lord] and King adore | | | | | | | |
157 | Behold, the sin atoning Lamb | | | | | | | |
158 | We now arise, the light is come | | | | | | | |
159 | How shall our feeble lips proclaim | | | | | | | |
160 | How rich the love, my Lord, my God | | | | | | | |
161 | When favored John beheld | | | | | | | |
162 | Jesus, Master, in thine hand | | | | | | | |
163 | Sages of ancient lettered times | | | | | | | |
164 | A good High-Priest is [has] come | | | | | | | |
165 | With joy we meditate the [thy] grace | | | | | | | |
166 | The Father's great decree | | | | | | | |
167 | My Redeemer, let me be | | | | | | | |
168 | From precept and demand | | | | | | | |
169 | The Lord my pasture shall prepare, and feed me with a shepherd's care | | | | | | | |
170 | Jesus, the Father's richest grace | | | | | | | |
171 | Here shall no trouble or dismay | | | | | | | |
172 | Ye children of my God | | | | | | | |
173 | O thou who didst thy glory leave | | | | | | | |
174 | Jesus the grace revealed | | | | | | | |
175 | The unutterable Word thou art | | | | | | | |
176 | I am, saith Christ, the Way | | | | | | | |
177 | Glory be to God on high | | | | | | | |
178 | The Eternal speaks, all heaven attends | | | | | | | |
179 | Father, how wide thy glory shines | | | | | | | |
180 | In mine own flesh I see | | | | | | | |
181 | Behold, what splendor, Hear the shout | | | | | | | |
182 | All glorious God, what hymns of praise | | | | | | | |
183 | O love, what a secret to mortals thou art | | | | | | | |
184 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
185 | 'Tis finished, the Redeemer cries | | | | | | | |
186 | Salvation through our dying God | | | | | | | |
187 | ôTis finished, so the Savior cried, and meekly | | | | | | | |
188 | Of him who did salvation bring I could for ever think and sing | | | | | | | |
189 | 'Tis finished, cried the Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
190 | O my distrustful heart | | | | | | | |
191 | We now with gladness tell | | | | | | | |
192 | To sing Immanuel's grace divine | | | | | | | |
193 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
194 | When I behold my bleeding God | | | | | | | |
195 | O God, my Sun, thy blissful rays | | | | | | | |
196 | Blest be the everlasting [eternal] God | | | | | | | |
197 | Why sinks my weak desponding mind | | | | | | | |
198 | Faith;— 'tis a precious grace | | | | | | | |
199 | Now let our voices join | | | | | | | |
200 | Children of the heavenly king as we journey | | | | | | | |