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d401 | My sorrows, like a flood | | | | | | | |
d402 | My soul, come, meditate the day, And think | | | | | | | |
d403 | My soul doth magnify the Lord, My spirit doth | | | | | | | |
d404 | My soul, repeat His praise Whose mercies are so | | | | | | | |
d405 | My soul, with joy attend, While Jesus silence | | | | | | | |
d406 | My span of life will soon be done [o'er] | | | | | | | |
d407 | My spirit looks to God alone My rock and refuge | | | | | | | |
d408 | My thoughts surmount these lower skies | | | | | | | |
d409 | Nor eye hath seen nor ear hath heard | | | | | | | |
d410 | Not from the dust affliction grows | | | | | | | |
d411 | Not unto us but thee alone | | | | | | | |
d412 | Now begin the heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
d413 | Now for a tune [hymn] [song] of lofty praise | | | | | | | |
d414 | Now from the altar of my heart [our hearts] | | | | | | | |
d415 | Now, gracious Lord, thine [thy] arm reveal | | | | | | | |
d416 | Now in thy praise, eternal king | | | | | | | |
d417 | Now is the accepted time | | | | | | | |
d418 | Now let our mourning [drooping] hearts revive | | | | | | | |
d419 | Now let our voices join | | | | | | | |
d420 | Now let us raise our cheerful strains | | | | | | | |
d421 | Now, Lord, inspire the preacher's heart | | | | | | | |
d422 | Now Lord, thy heavenly [gospel] seed is sown | | | | | | | |
d423 | Now may the God of peace and love | | | | | | | |
d424 | Now may the Lord reveal his face | | | | | | | |
d425 | Now may the Spirit's holy fire | | | | | | | |
d426 | Now while the gospel net is cast | | | | | | | |
d427 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d428 | O for a glance of heavenly day | | | | | | | |
d429 | O glorious hope of perfect [heavenly] love | | | | | | | |
d430 | O God, my Sun, thy blissful rays | | | | | | | |
d431 | O happy day when saints shall meet | | | | | | | |
d432 | O Jesus, my Savior, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d433 | O let me run the Christian race | | | | | | | |
d434 | O lord, it seemed [seemeth] good to thee | | | | | | | |
d435 | O may I worthy prove to see The saints in full prosperity | | | | | | | |
d436 | O may the power which melts the rock | | | | | | | |
d437 | O sir, we would see Jesus | | | | | | | |
d438 | O stay thy tears, for they are blest | | | | | | | |
d439 | O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
d440 | O tell me no more of this [the] world's vain [vain world's] store | | | | | | | |
d441 | O that the Lord would count me meet | | | | | | | |
d442 | O Thou from whom all goodness flows | | | | | | | |
d443 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
d444 | O 'tis a glorious mystery | | | | | | | |
d445 | O to be robed and ready | | | | | | | |
d446 | O what amazing words of grace Are in the gospel found | | | | | | | |
d447 | O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above | | | | | | | |
d448 | O where are the men with virtue endowed | | | | | | | |
d449 | O Zion, afflicted with wave upon wave | | | | | | | |
d450 | O'erwhelmed with restless griefs and fears | | | | | | | |
d451 | Of all the themes we mortals know | | | | | | | |
d452 | On earth the song begins In heaven more sweet, more loud | | | | | | | |
d453 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d454 | On this sweet morn the Lord arose | | | | | | | |
d455 | On thy soft wings, celestial dove | | | | | | | |
d456 | On willows, near to Bable's flood | | | | | | | |
d457 | Once more before we part, O [we'll] bless the Savior's [Redeemer's] name | | | | | | | |
d458 | Once more, my soul, the rising day salutes thy waking eyes | | | | | | | |
d459 | Once more we bow before our God; Once more his blessing we ask | | | | | | | |
d460 | Once more we come before thee, Lord | | | | | | | |
d461 | Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed | | | | | | | |
d462 | Our cheerful voices let us raise | | | | | | | |
d463 | Our God ascends his lofty throne | | | | | | | |
d464 | Our souls by [in] love together knit [drawn] [joined] | | | | | | | |
d465 | Peace be unto this house, The Son of Peace | | | | | | | |
d466 | People of the living God! I have sought the world | | | | | | | |
d467 | Pity a helpless sinner, Lord | | | | | | | |
d468 | Planted in Christ, the living vine | | | | | | | |
d469 | Plunged in a [the] gulf of dark [deep] despair | | | | | | | |
d470 | Poor and afflicted, Lord, are thine | | | | | | | |
d471 | Poor mourning soul, in deep distress | | | | | | | |
d472 | Poor, weak, and worthless though I am | | | | | | | |
d473 | Prayer is the breath of God in man | | | | | | | |
d474 | Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice | | | | | | | |
d475 | Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire | | | | | | | |
d476 | Prayer is [was] appointed to convey | | | | | | | |
d477 | Prayer makes the darkened cloud withdraw | | | | | | | |
d478 | Prepare a thankful song | | | | | | | |
d479 | Prepare me gracious God to stand before thy | | | | | | | |
d480 | Raise your triumphant songs | | | | | | | |
d481 | Rejoice, the Lord is King, Your God [Lord] and King adore | | | | | | | |
d482 | Religion is the chief concern | | | | | | | |
d483 | Religion's form is vain | | | | | | | |
d484 | Renewed by grace, we love the word | | | | | | | |
d485 | Resolving thus, I entered in | | | | | | | |
d486 | Resplendent Sun, thy rays impart | | | | | | | |
d487 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
d488 | Rise, O my [our] soul [souls], pursue the path[way] | | | | | | | |
d489 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d490 | Salvation is forever nigh | | | | | | | |
d491 | Salvation O melodious sound | | | | | | | |
d492 | Salvation O mysterious plan | | | | | | | |
d493 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d494 | Salvation through our dying head | | | | | | | |
d495 | Salvation what a glorious plan | | | | | | | |
d496 | Savior of men and Lord of love | | | | | | | |
d497 | Savior, visit Thy [our] plantation, grant us Lord, a gracious rain | | | | | | | |
d498 | Saw ye [you] my Savior, saw ye [you] my Savior | | | | | | | |
d499 | Say, who is she, that looks abroad | | | | | | | |
d500 | Scarce in this cold declining day | | | | | | | |