# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | How blest is he, who never from the sacred path | | | | | | | |
d102 | How blest the righteous when he dies | | | | | | | |
d103 | How oft, alas, this [our] wretched [sinful] [wicked] heart | | | | | | | |
d104 | How pleasant, how [and] divinely fair | | | | | | | |
d105 | How pleased and blest was I | | | | | | | |
d106 | How shall fallen man | | | | | | | |
d107 | How sweet to be allowed to pray | | | | | | | |
d108 | How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound | | | | | | | |
d109 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
d110 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
d111 | I will arise, arise and go to my Father | | | | | | | |
d112 | I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills | | | | | | | |
d113 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
d114 | In deep distress to thee I pray | | | | | | | |
d115 | In mercy, not in wrath rebuke | | | | | | | |
d116 | In robes of judgment lo he comes | | | | | | | |
d117 | Inspirer and hearer of prayer | | | | | | | |
d118 | Jehovah speaks, swift from the skies | | | | | | | |
d119 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d120 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
d121 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
d122 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d123 | Just are thy ways, and true thy word | | | | | | | |
d124 | Led my grace, Lord, make me lowly | | | | | | | |
d125 | Let all the lands with shouts of joy | | | | | | | |
d126 | Let all the [on] earth their voices raise, to sing | | | | | | | |
d127 | Let differing nations join To celebrate thy fame | | | | | | | |
d128 | Let me with light and truth be blessed | | | | | | | |
d129 | Life is the time to serve the Lord | | | | | | | |
d130 | Life's little lines, how short, how faint | | | | | | | |
d131 | Light of those whose dreary dwelling | | | | | | | |
d132 | Lo on a narrow neck of land | | | | | | | |
d133 | Lord, I am thine, entirely thine, Purchased and saved by blood divine | | | | | | | |
d134 | Lord of hosts, how lovely fair | | | | | | | |
d135 | Lord of the worlds above, How pleasant and how fair | | | | | | | |
d136 | Lord, our Creator, how excellent thy name is | | | | | | | |
d137 | Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray | | | | | | | |
d138 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
d139 | Lord, who's the happy man, that may | | | | | | | |
d140 | May Jacob's God defend | | | | | | | |
d141 | May the grace of Christ [God] our [the] Savior | | | | | | | |
d142 | Mortals, awake, with angels join | | | | | | | |
d143 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d144 | My grateful soul, forever praise | | | | | | | |
d145 | My helper God I bless his [thy] name | | | | | | | |
d146 | My opening eyes with rapture see | | | | | | | |
d147 | My Savior and my King, Thy beauties [honors] are divine | | | | | | | |
d148 | My Savior hanging on the [a] tree | | | | | | | |
d149 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
d150 | My soul for help on God relies [rely] | | | | | | | |
d151 | My soul, how lovely is the place to which thy God | | | | | | | |
d152 | My soul, inspired with sacred love, God's holy | | | | | | | |
d153 | My soul, with grateful thoughts of love | | | | | | | |
d154 | My spirit struggles with my clay | | | | | | | |
d155 | No change of times shall ever shock my trust, O Lord, in thee | | | | | | | |
d156 | Now be the God of Isr'l blest | | | | | | | |
d157 | Now may the God of [grace and power] power and grace | | | | | | | |
d158 | Now the Lord thy Savior smiles | | | | | | | |
d159 | Now the shades of night are gone | | | | | | | |
d160 | O blessed souls are they | | | | | | | |
d161 | O come every one that thirsteth | | | | | | | |
d162 | O come, let us sing, O come | | | | | | | |
d163 | O come, loud anthems let us sing, loud thanks | | | | | | | |
d164 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d165 | O God, accept the sacred hour Which we to thee | | | | | | | |
d166 | O happy is the man [child] who [that] hears instruction's [religion's] [Messiah's] warning voice | | | | | | | |
d167 | O happy soul that [who] lives on high, While men lie grovelling | | | | | | | |
d168 | O holy, holy, holy Lord creation's sovereign | | | | | | | |
d169 | O how lovely, lovely is Zion | | | | | | | |
d170 | O Lord, how great the favor | | | | | | | |
d171 | O Lord, Thy mercy, my sure hope | | | | | | | |
d172 | O praise the Lord in that blest place, From whence his goodness largely flows | | | | | | | |
d173 | O render thanks to God above, The fountain of eternal love | | | | | | | |
d174 | O Spirit of the living God, In all thy plenitude | | | | | | | |
d175 | O Thou, that hearest the prayer of faith | | | | | | | |
d176 | O thou to whom all creatures bow | | | | | | | |
d177 | O thou to whose all searching sight | | | | | | | |
d178 | O thou who hearest when sinners cry | | | | | | | |
d179 | O 'twas a joyful sound to hear Our tribes devoutly say | | | | | | | |
d180 | O what is man, great Maker of mankind | | | | | | | |
d181 | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
d182 | O Zion, tune thy voice And raise thy hands on high | | | | | | | |
d183 | O'er mountain tops the mount of God | | | | | | | |
d184 | On the mountain [mountain's] top appearing | | | | | | | |
d185 | On thee, each morning, O my God, My waking thoughts attend | | | | | | | |
d186 | On Zion, and on Lebanon, On Carmel's blooming height | | | | | | | |
d187 | One there is above all others, well [who] deserves | | | | | | | |
d188 | Our Father, our Savior, and Holy Spirit | | | | | | | |
d189 | Out of the depths have I cried | | | | | | | |
d190 | Peace humble soul, whose plaintive moan | | | | | | | |
d191 | People of the living God! I have sought the world | | | | | | | |
d192 | Praise to God, immortal praise | | | | | | | |
d193 | Praise to thee, thou [our] great creator | | | | | | | |
d194 | Praise ye the Lord, my heart shall join in work so pleasant | | | | | | | |
d195 | Regard my words, O gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
d196 | Rejoice, the Lord is King, Your God [Lord] and King adore | | | | | | | |
d197 | Return, O wanderer, return [Return, return, now wanderer] | | | | | | | |
d198 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
d199 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
d200 | Salvation doth to God belong | | | | | | | |