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101 | Stretched on the cross the Savior dies [died] | | | | | | | |
102 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
103 | In vain we seek for peace with God By methods of our own | | | | | | | |
104 | Not all the blood of beasts | | | | | | | |
105 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
106 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
107 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
108 | Yonder amazing sight I [we] see | | | | | | | |
109 | Deep are the wounds which [that] sin has [hath] made | | | | | | | |
110 | Why droops my soul [our souls] with grief [guilt] [sin] oppressed | | | | | | | |
111 | I sing my Savior's wondrous death | | | | | | | |
112 | Deep in our hearts let us record The deeper sorrows of our Lord | | | | | | | |
113 | Behold the gift of God, Sinner [sinners] adore his name | | | | | | | |
114 | We lift our hearts to thee, O [Our] [Thou] Day-Star | | | | | | | |
115 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
116 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
117 | Jesus, my truth, my way | | | | | | | |
118 | To Christ, the Lord, let every tongue its noblest tribute bring | | | | | | | |
119 | Infinite excellence is thine | | | | | | | |
120 | Jesus, I sing thy matchless [wondrous] grace | | | | | | | |
121 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
122 | Come, ye that love the Savior's name | | | | | | | |
123 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
124 | Thou very paschal Lamb | | | | | | | |
125 | Savior divine, we know Thy name | | | | | | | |
126 | The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied | | | | | | | |
127 | Compared with Christ, in all beside No comeliness I see | | | | | | | |
128 | Angel [Angels], roll the rock [stone] away | | | | | | | |
129 | Yes, the Redeemer rose [lives]; The Savior left the dead | | | | | | | |
130 | Blest morning, whose first, dawning [opening] rays [hour] [light] | | | | | | | |
131 | The Lord is risen indeed; Then justice asks no more | | | | | | | |
132 | Christ the [our] Lord is [has] risen today, [Alleluia] [Sons of men] | | | | | | | |
133 | Morning breaks upon the tomb | | | | | | | |
134 | Behold the glories of the Lamb, Amidst [amid] his father's throne | | | | | | | |
135 | He, who on earth as man was known | | | | | | | |
136 | Exalted Prince of Life! we own | | | | | | | |
137 | Now begin the heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
138 | To God the only wise, our Savior and our King | | | | | | | |
139 | Firm as the earth thy [the] gospel stands | | | | | | | |
140 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
141 | To our Redeemer's glorious name, awake the sacred song | | | | | | | |
142 | Awake, and sing the song | | | | | | | |
143 | Awake, awake the sacred song | | | | | | | |
144 | Worthy the Lamb of boundless sway | | | | | | | |
145 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
146 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
147 | I'm not ashamed to own my Lord | | | | | | | |
148 | Dear Lord, and will [has] thy pardoning love | | | | | | | |
149 | Christ and his [the] cross is [are] all our [my] theme | | | | | | | |
150 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
151 | Jesus, thou everlasting king | | | | | | | |
152 | Not with our mortal eyes have we beheld the Lord | | | | | | | |
153 | Exalt the Lord of God | | | | | | | |
154 | Awake, sweet gratitude and sing | | | | | | | |
155 | Eternal Spirit, we confess | | | | | | | |
156 | 'Tis God the spirit leads | | | | | | | |
157 | Come, blessed Spirit, source of [heavenly] light | | | | | | | |
158 | Not all the outward forms on earth, Nor rites that God hath given | | | | | | | |
159 | Let songs of praises fill the sky | | | | | | | |
160 | Blest day, when our ascended Lord | | | | | | | |
161 | Come, Holy Spirit, come | | | | | | | |
162 | Come, Holy Spirit, come | | | | | | | |
163 | Come, Sacred Spirit, from above | | | | | | | |
164 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove | | | | | | | |
165 | Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
166 | Father, to thee our souls we lift | | | | | | | |
167 | Great Father of each perfect gift | | | | | | | |
168 | O thou that hearest prayer | | | | | | | |
169 | Come, divine and peaceful guest | | | | | | | |
170 | Gracious Spirit, Love divine | | | | | | | |
171 | Blest Comforter divine, let [whose] rays | | | | | | | |
172 | Why should the children of a King | | | | | | | |
173 | Eternal Spirit, God of truth | | | | | | | |
174 | Stay, thou insulted [long suffering] Spirit | | | | | | | |
175 | Lord, in the temple [temples] of thy grace | | | | | | | |
176 | Broad is the road [stream] that leads to death [wrath] | | | | | | | |
177 | Strait [straight] is the way [gate], the door is strait [straight] | | | | | | | |
178 | Can sinners hope for heaven | | | | | | | |
179 | Hark! from the cross a voice of peace | | | | | | | |
180 | Why will ye [you] waste on trifling cares | | | | | | | |
181 | Hear, O sinner, mercy hails [calls] you | | | | | | | |
182 | Sinner [sinners], will you [ye] scorn [slight] the message | | | | | | | |
183 | My son, know thou the Lord | | | | | | | |
184 | Sinner, rouse thee from thy sleep | | | | | | | |
185 | Haste [Hasten], [O] sinner [sinners] [now] to be wise | | | | | | | |
186 | Let every mortal ear attend | | | | | | | |
187 | Ye trembling captives, hear The gospel trumpet sounds | | | | | | | |
188 | Come hither, all ye [you] weary souls | | | | | | | |
189 | The Savior calls, let every ear attend | | | | | | | |
190 | Come, saith [said] [says] Jesus' sacred voice | | | | | | | |
191 | All ye, who feel distressed for sin | | | | | | | |
192 | Come weary soul [souls] with sin [sins] distressed | | | | | | | |
193 | Sinner [sinners], the voice of God regard | | | | | | | |
194 | O cease, my wandering soul | | | | | | | |
195 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
196 | Ye dying sons of men | | | | | | | |
197 | Sinners, behold the Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
198 | The Spirit in our hearts is whispering sinner come | | | | | | | |
199 | O what amazing words of grace Are in the gospel found | | | | | | | |
200 | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor Behold a royal feast | | | | | | | |