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aCLXXXVI | Christ, our passover, is slain | | | | | | | |
aCLXXXVII | Ye glittering toys of earth, adieu | | | | | | | |
aCLXXXVIII | Deep are the wounds which [that] sin has [hath] made | | | | | | | |
aCLXXXIX | Jesus, since thou art still today as yesterday | | | | | | | |
aCXC | A good High-Priest is [has] come | | | | | | | |
aCXCI | 'Mong all the priests of Jewish race | | | | | | | |
aCXCII | Jesus, how precious is thy name | | | | | | | |
aCXCIII | I come, the great Redeemer cries | | | | | | | |
aCXCIV | Savior divine, we know Thy name | | | | | | | |
aCXCV | Rock of ages, shelter me [us], Let me hide | | | | | | | |
aCXCVI | Jesus, the Spring of joys divine | | | | | | | |
aCXCVII | While my Redeemer's near | | | | | | | |
aCXCVIII | Ye prisoners of hope o'erwhelmed with grief | | | | | | | |
aCXCIX | Great God, amid [amidst] the darksome night | | | | | | | |
aCC | Jesus, immutably the same | | | | | | | |
aCCI | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
aCCII | There is no path to heavenly bliss | | | | | | | |
aCCIII | My God assist me, while I raise an anthem | | | | | | | |
aCCIV | Compared with Christ, in all beside No comeliness I see | | | | | | | |
aCCV | The Bible is justly esteemed | | | | | | | |
aCCVI | Jesus, we hang upon thy word | | | | | | | |
aCCVII | Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
aCCVIII | Blest Jesus, source of grace divine | | | | | | | |
aCCIX | As showers on meadows newly mown | | | | | | | |
aCCX | Hear, gracious Sovereign, from thy throne | | | | | | | |
aCCXI | Eternal Spirit, Source of light | | | | | | | |
aCCXII | At anchor laid, remote from home | | | | | | | |
aCCXIII | Dear Lord, and shall thy Spirit rest in such [this] a wretched heart as mine | | | | | | | |
aCCXIV | Descend holy spirit the dove | | | | | | | |
aCCXV | Stay, thou insulted [long suffering] Spirit | | | | | | | |
aCCXVI | My God, what silken [gentle] cords are thine | | | | | | | |
aCCXVII | Faith!— 'tis a precious grace | | | | | | | |
aCCXVIII | Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
aCCXIX | Jesus, our souls' delightful choice | | | | | | | |
aCCXX | Encompassed with clouds of distress | | | | | | | |
aCCXXI | From whence this fear and unbelief | | | | | | | |
aCCXXII | The moment a sinner believes, and trusts in his crucified God | | | | | | | |
aCCXXIII | A debtor to mercy alone | | | | | | | |
aCCXXIV | Your harps, ye [you] trembling [mourning] [tearful], saints | | | | | | | |
aCCXXV | Not by the law [laws] of innocence Can Adam's sons arrive | | | | | | | |
aCCXXVI | Thrice happy souls [men] [they], who born [heirs] from [of] heaven | | | | | | | |
aCCXXVII | Happy beyond description he who fears the Lord his God | | | | | | | |
aCCXXVIII | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
aCCXXIX | Behold the sons, the [and] heirs of God | | | | | | | |
aCCXXX | And be it so, that till this hour | | | | | | | |
aCCXXXI | O God, my Sun, thy blissful rays | | | | | | | |
aCCXXXII | Come, Lord, and help me [us] to rejoice | | | | | | | |
aCCXXXIII | Why sinks my weak desponding mind | | | | | | | |
aCCXXXIV | Ye humble souls complain no more | | | | | | | |
aCCXXXV | Lord, at thy feet a [we] sinner [sinners] lie [lies] | | | | | | | |
aCCXXXVI | Lord, with a grieved and aching heart | | | | | | | |
aCCXXXVII | Lord, if thou thy [the] grace impart | | | | | | | |
aCCXXXVIII | The righteous Lord supremely great | | | | | | | |
aCCXXXIX | Now let your voices join | | | | | | | |
aCCXL | Children of the heavenly king as we journey | | | | | | | |
aCCXLI | When darkness long has veiled my [the] mind | | | | | | | |
aCCXLII | Blessed Redeemer, how divine | | | | | | | |
aCCXLIII | Praise to the Lord of the boundless might | | | | | | | |
aCCXLIV | Dear Savior, make me wise to see my sin, and guilt, and remedy | | | | | | | |
aCCXLV | Thy way, O God [Lord] is in the sea | | | | | | | |
aCCXLVI | O what stupendous mercy shines | | | | | | | |
aCCXLVII | Yes, I would [will] love thee, blessed God | | | | | | | |
aCCXLVIII | O Lord, I [we] would delight in thee | | | | | | | |
aCCXLIX | Of all the joys we mortals [which creatures] know | | | | | | | |
aCCL | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
aCCLI | Come let me love, or is my mind hardened to stone or froze to ice | | | | | | | |
aCCLII | And have I Christ no love to thee | | | | | | | |
aCCLIII | My gracious Redeemer I [I'll] love | | | | | | | |
aCCLIV | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
aCCLV | Let party names no more | | | | | | | |
aCCLVI | Great Spirit of immortal love | | | | | | | |
aCCLVII | Father of mercies, send thy grace | | | | | | | |
aCCLVIII | Aloud we sing the wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
aCCLIX | Should bounteous nature kindly pour | | | | | | | |
aCCLX | Ye humble souls rejoice | | | | | | | |
aCCLXI | Happy the man whose cautious steps | | | | | | | |
aCCLXII | Thus Agur breathed his warm desire | | | | | | | |
aCCLXIII | Patience, O 'tis [what] a grace divine | | | | | | | |
aCCLXIV | Dear Lord, though bitter is the cup | | | | | | | |
aCCLXV | Unite my roving [rising] thoughts unite | | | | | | | |
aCCLXVI | Dear friendless [guilty] sinners, hear | | | | | | | |
aCCLXVII | Repent, the voice celestial cries | | | | | | | |
aCCLXVIII | Searcher of hearts, before thy face | | | | | | | |
aCCLXIX | Exalted Prince of life, we own | | | | | | | |
aCCLXX | Father, at thy call I come | | | | | | | |
aCCLXXI | Prostrate dear Jesus at thy feet | | | | | | | |
aCCLXXII | Dear Savior, When my thoughts recall The wonders of thy grace | | | | | | | |
aCCLXXIII | The mighty God will not despise | | | | | | | |
aCCLXXIV | Why, O my soul, why weepest thou | | | | | | | |
aCCLXXV | The Lord will happiness divine | | | | | | | |
aCCLXXVI | My times of sorrow and of joy Great God, are in | | | | | | | |
aCCLXXVII | O Lord, my best desire [desires] fulfill | | | | | | | |
aCCLXXVIII | And can my heart aspire so high | | | | | | | |
aCCLXXIX | It is the Lord enthron'd in light | | | | | | | |
aCCLXXX | Ashamed of Christ, my soul disdains | | | | | | | |
aCCLXXXI | And must I part with all I have | | | | | | | |
aCCLXXXII | Let those who bear the Christian name | | | | | | | |
aCCLXXXIII | If secret fraud should dwell | | | | | | | |
aCCLXXXIV | Religion is the chief concern | | | | | | | |
aCCLXXXV | Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble | | | | | | | |