# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d501 | Lord, with glowing heart I'd [I] [I'll] praise thee | | | | | | | |
d502 | Loud hallelujahs to the Lord | | | | | | | |
d503 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
d504 | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned upon the Savior's brow | | | | | | | |
d505 | Man has a soul of vast desires | | | | | | | |
d506 | Many centuries have fled | | | | | | | |
d507 | Marked as the purpose of the skies | | | | | | | |
d508 | Mary to her [the] Savior's tomb | | | | | | | |
d509 | May the grace of Christ [God] our [the] Savior | | | | | | | |
d510 | Men of God, go take your stations | | | | | | | |
d511 | Millions there are on heathen ground | | | | | | | |
d512 | Mistaken souls, that [who] dream of heaven | | | | | | | |
d513 | Morning breaks upon the tomb | | | | | | | |
d514 | Mortals, awake, with angels join | | | | | | | |
d515 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
d516 | My Christian friends in bonds of love, whose hearts | | | | | | | |
d517 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d518 | My days, my [and] weeks, my [and] months, my [and] years | | | | | | | |
d519 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
d520 | My drowsy powers, why sleep ye [you] so | | | | | | | |
d521 | My Father bids me come, o why do I delay | | | | | | | |
d522 | My Father's house [home] on high, home of my soul | | | | | | | |
d523 | My God assist me, while I raise an anthem | | | | | | | |
d524 | My God, how endless [lasting] is thy love | | | | | | | |
d525 | My God, I thank thee, may no thought | | | | | | | |
d526 | My God, my Father, blissful [blessed] [cheering] name | | | | | | | |
d527 | My God, my King, thy various praise | | | | | | | |
d528 | My God, my life, my love, to thee, to thee I call | | | | | | | |
d529 | My God, my [mine] everlasting hope, I live upon thy truth | | | | | | | |
d530 | My God, my portion, and my love, my everlasting all. | | | | | | | |
d531 | My God, my prayer attend, O bow thine ear to me | | | | | | | |
d532 | My God, permit me [us] not to be a stranger | | | | | | | |
d533 | My God, the spring of all my joys | | | | | | | |
d534 | My gracious Lord [God], I own thy right | | | | | | | |
d535 | My opening eyes with rapture see | | | | | | | |
d536 | My Savior, can I follow thee | | | | | | | |
d537 | My Savior, fill my soul | | | | | | | |
d538 | My Savior, my almighty Friend | | | | | | | |
d539 | My sorrows, like a flood | | | | | | | |
d540 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
d541 | My soul forsakes her [each] vain delight | | | | | | | |
d542 | My soul lies cleaving to the dust, Lord, give me | | | | | | | |
d543 | My soul, repeat His praise Whose mercies are so | | | | | | | |
d544 | My soul, with joy attend, While Jesus silence | | | | | | | |
d545 | My spirit on Thy care, blest Savior, I recline | | | | | | | |
d546 | My sufferings all to Thee are known | | | | | | | |
d547 | My thoughts surmount these lower skies And look | | | | | | | |
d548 | My times of sorrow and of joy Great God, are in | | | | | | | |
d549 | Nature with open volume stands | | | | | | | |
d550 | No more, my God, I boast no more, Of all the duties I have done | | | | | | | |
d551 | Not all the blood of beast [beasts], On Jewish altars | | | | | | | |
d552 | Not all the nobles of the earth who boast the honors of their birth | | | | | | | |
d553 | Not all the outward forms on earth, Nor rites that God hath given | | | | | | | |
d554 | Not from the dust affliction grows | | | | | | | |
d555 | Not to condemn the sons of men did Christ the son | | | | | | | |
d556 | Not unto us but thee alone blessed Lamb be glory given | | | | | | | |
d557 | Not with our mortal eyes have we beheld the Lord | | | | | | | |
d558 | Now be the gospel banner | | | | | | | |
d559 | Now begin the heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
d560 | Now for a tune [hymn] [song] of lofty praise | | | | | | | |
d561 | Now from the altar of my heart [our hearts] | | | | | | | |
d562 | Now, gracious Lord, thine [thy] arm reveal | | | | | | | |
d563 | Now have I found the ground wherein | | | | | | | |
d564 | Now is the accepted time | | | | | | | |
d565 | Now is the day of grace | | | | | | | |
d566 | Now let our cheerful eyes survey | | | | | | | |
d567 | Now let our mournful song [songs] record | | | | | | | |
d568 | Now let our souls, on wings sublime | | | | | | | |
d569 | Now let the angels sound on high | | | | | | | |
d570 | Now let us raise our cheerful strains | | | | | | | |
d571 | Now Lord, thy heavenly [gospel] seed is sown | | | | | | | |
d572 | Now may the gospel's conquering power | | | | | | | |
d573 | Now the Savior stands [standeth] [standing] a-pleading [and pleading] | | | | | | | |
d574 | Now the shades of night are gone | | | | | | | |
d575 | Now to the Lord a noble [joyful] song | | | | | | | |
d576 | Now to the power of God Supreme | | | | | | | |
d577 | O cease, my wandering soul | | | | | | | |
d578 | O Christ, what gracious words | | | | | | | |
d579 | O could I find from day to day | | | | | | | |
d580 | O could I find some peaceful bower | | | | | | | |
d581 | O could I [we] speak the matchless worth | | | | | | | |
d582 | O Father, though the anxious fear | | | | | | | |
d583 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
d584 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d585 | O, for a faith that will not shrink | | | | | | | |
d586 | O for a glance of heavenly day | | | | | | | |
d587 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d588 | O for an overcoming faith | | | | | | | |
d589 | O for that tenderness of heart | | | | | | | |
d590 | O for the death of those | | | | | | | |
d591 | O God, by whom [thee] the seed is given | | | | | | | |
d592 | O God, my strength, my hope | | | | | | | |
d593 | O God of Bethel, by whose hand | | | | | | | |
d594 | O God of mercy, hear my [our] call | | | | | | | |
d595 | O help us Lord each hour of need | | | | | | | |
d596 | O here if ever God of love | | | | | | | |
d597 | O how cheating, O how fleeting are our days departing | | | | | | | |
d598 | O how divine how sweet the joy | | | | | | | |
d599 | O how soft that bed must be | | | | | | | |
d600 | O how the thought [love] of God attracts | | | | | | | |