# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
H41 | The Lord, the God of glory, reigns | | | | | | | |
H42 | Shall the vile race of flesh and blood | | | | | | | |
H43 | High on a hill of dazzling light | | | | | | | |
H44 | Jehovah reigns--his throne is high | | | | | | | |
H45 | The Lord Jehovah reigns | | | | | | | |
H46 | Holy and reverend is the name | | | | | | | |
H47 | Keep silence--all created things | | | | | | | |
H48 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
H49 | Thy way, O Lord, is in the sea | | | | | | | |
H50 | The Lord our God is clothed with might | | | | | | | |
H51 | God's holy law, transgressed | | | | | | | |
H52 | Ah, how shall fallen man | | | | | | | |
H53 | How heavy is the night | | | | | | | |
H54 | Plunged in a gulf of dark despair | | | | | | | |
H55 | How sad our state by nature is! | | | | | | | |
H56 | Great King of glory and of grace! | | | | | | | |
H57 | All-glorious God, what hymns of praise | | | | | | | |
H58 | Buried in shadows of the night | | | | | | | |
H59 | How helpless guilty nature lies | | | | | | | |
H60 | Arise, my tender thoughts, arise | | | | | | | |
H61 | The Lord on high proclaims | | | | | | | |
H62 | May not the sovereign Lord on high | | | | | | | |
H63 | Not to condemn the sons of men | | | | | | | |
H64 | Come, happy souls--approach your God | | | | | | | |
H65 | Raise your triumphant songs | | | | | | | |
H66 | Hark--hark--the notes of joy | | | | | | | |
H67 | Salvation!--oh, the joyful sound! | | | | | | | |
H68 | This is the word of truth and love | | | | | | | |
H69 | God, in the gospel of his Son | | | | | | | |
H70 | Lord, we confess our numerous faults | | | | | | | |
H71 | Now to the power of God supreme | | | | | | | |
H72 | Grace!--'tis a charming sound! | | | | | | | |
H73 | Father, how wide thy glory shines! | | | | | | | |
H74 | Wake, O my soul, and hail the morn | | | | | | | |
H75 | Hark!--the herald angels sing | | | | | | | |
H76 | Hark!--what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
H77 | Behold! the grace appears | | | | | | | |
H78 | High let us swell our tuneful notes | | | | | | | |
H79 | We come with joyful song | | | | | | | |
H80 | Angels! from the realms of glory | | | | | | | |
H81 | Hail, thou long-expected Jesus | | | | | | | |
H82 | Hark! the glad sound! the Saviour comes | | | | | | | |
H83 | To us a Child of hope is born | | | | | | | |
H84 | Bright and joyful is the morn | | | | | | | |
H85 | Rejoice in Jesus' birth! | | | | | | | |
H86 | Before the heavens were spread abroad | | | | | | | |
H87 | Now for a tune of lofty praise | | | | | | | |
H88 | Now to the Lord a noble song! | | | | | | | |
H89 | Bright King of glory--dreadful God | | | | | | | |
H90 | Join all the glorious names | | | | | | | |
H91 | With joy we meditate the grace | | | | | | | |
H92 | Jesus, by his own precious blood | | | | | | | |
H93 | He lives-- the great Redeemer lives! | | | | | | | |
H94 | Jesus, the conqueror, reigns | | | | | | | |
H95 | Jesus, hail! enthroned in glory | | | | | | | |
H96 | The Saviour lives, no more to die | | | | | | | |
H97 | Dearest of all the names above | | | | | | | |
H98 | Come, let us lift our joyful eyes | | | | | | | |
H99 | Jesus, and didst thou condescend | | | | | | | |
H100 | Behold, the blind their sight receive! | | | | | | | |
H101 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
H102 | Behold, where in a mortal form | | | | | | | |
H103 | Jesus! exalted far on high | | | | | | | |
H104 | In duties and in sufferings too | | | | | | | |
H105 | Make us, by thy transforming grace | | | | | | | |
H106 | Like sheep we went astray | | | | | | | |
H107 | And did the holy and the just | | | | | | | |
H108 | Jesus! and didst thou leave the sky | | | | | | | |
H109 | Behold the Saviour of mankind | | | | | | | |
H110 | Stretched on the cross, the Saviour dies | | | | | | | |
H111 | Hark! the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
H112 | In vain we seek for peace with God | | | | | | | |
H113 | How shall the sons of men appear | | | | | | | |
H114 | Not all the blood of beasts | | | | | | | |
H115 | He dies!-- the Friend of sinners dies! | | | | | | | |
H116 | There is a fountain, filled with blood | | | | | | | |
H117 | Rock of ages! cleft for me | | | | | | | |
H118 | Deep are the wounds which sin has made | | | | | | | |
H119 | Why droops my soul, with grief oppressed? | | | | | | | |
H120 | Behold the gift of God! | | | | | | | |
H121 | We lift our hearts to thee | | | | | | | |
H122 | Christ, whose glory fills the skies | | | | | | | |
H123 | Light of those whose dreary dwelling | | | | | | | |
H124 | Jesus, Saviour of my soul | | | | | | | |
H125 | Thou art the way--to thee alone | | | | | | | |
H126 | Jesus, my truth, my way | | | | | | | |
H127 | Yes! the Redeemer rose | | | | | | | |
H128 | Angels! roll the rock away! | | | | | | | |
H129 | Blest morning, whose first dawning rays | | | | | | | |
H130 | "The Lord is risen indeed!" | | | | | | | |
H131 | Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day | | | | | | | |
H132 | Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day! | | | | | | | |
H133 | Morning breaks upon the tomb | | | | | | | |
H134 | Hark, ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
H135 | Behold the glories of the Lamb | | | | | | | |
H136 | He, who on earth as man was known | | | | | | | |
H137 | Great God, to what a glorious height | | | | | | | |
H138 | Exalted Prince of Life! we own | | | | | | | |
H139 | All hail, the great Immanuel's name! | | | | | | | |
H140 | Look! ye saints--the sight is glorious | | | | | | | |