# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
H104 | Awake, awake the sacred song | | | | | | | |
H105 | Mortals, awake, with angels join | | | | | | | |
H106 | While shepherds watched their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
H107 | Hark! what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
H108 | When Jordan hushed his waters still | | | | | | | |
H109 | Brightest and best of the sons of the morning! | | | | | | | |
H110 | Angels, from the realms of glory | | | | | | | |
H111 | How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound | | | | | | | |
H112 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord! | | | | | | | |
H113 | Behold! where, in a mortal form | | | | | | | |
H114 | Go to dark Gethsemane | | | | | | | |
H115 | Beyond where Cedron's waters flow | | | | | | | |
H116 | Behold, the blind their sight receive | | | | | | | |
H117 | When, like a stranger on our sphere | | | | | | | |
H118 | When power divine, in mortal form | | | | | | | |
H119 | The Saviour, what a noble flame | | | | | | | |
H120 | The Saviour hanging on the tree | | | | | | | |
H121 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
H122 | Alas! and did my Saviour bleed? | | | | | | | |
H123 | Lord, when my thoughts delighted rove | | | | | | | |
H124 | Jesus,--and didst thou leave the sky | | | | | | | |
H125 | To our Redeemer's glorious name | | | | | | | |
H126 | Like sheep we went astray | | | | | | | |
H127 | When on Sinai's top I see | | | | | | | |
H128 | Ye saints! your music bring | | | | | | | |
H129 | Ye humble souls, that seek the Lord | | | | | | | |
H130 | He dies!--the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
H131 | Angel, roll the rock away! | | | | | | | |
H132 | 'The Lord is risen indeed' | | | | | | | |
H133 | Triumphant, Christ ascends on high | | | | | | | |
H134 | Yes, the Redeemer rose | | | | | | | |
H135 | Morning breaks upon the tomb | | | | | | | |
H136 | All power and grace to God belong | | | | | | | |
H137 | Father of peace, and God of love | | | | | | | |
H138 | What equal honors shall we bring | | | | | | | |
H139 | The head that once was crowned with thorns | | | | | | | |
H140 | He, who on earth as man was known | | | | | | | |
H141 | Jesus comes, his conflict over | | | | | | | |
H142 | Beyond the starry skies | | | | | | | |
H143 | The mighty frame of glorious grace | | | | | | | |
H144 | Hark, the glad sound, the Saviour comes | | | | | | | |
H145 | Raise your triumphant songs | | | | | | | |
H146 | Not to condemn the sons of men | | | | | | | |
H147 | Plunged in a gulf of dark despair | | | | | | | |
H148 | The Saviour! O what endless charms | | | | | | | |
H149 | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned | | | | | | | |
H150 | Come, every pious heart | | | | | | | |
H151 | Saviour, source of every blessing | | | | | | | |
H152 | Awake, my soul! in joyful lays | | | | | | | |
H153 | Did Christ o'er sinners weep | | | | | | | |
H154 | Now to the Lord a noble song! | | | | | | | |
H155 | Nature with open volume stands | | | | | | | |
H156 | Infinite excellence is thine | | | | | | | |
H157 | O for a thousand tongues to sing | | | | | | | |
H158 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
H159 | O could I speak the matchless worth | | | | | | | |
H160 | I will praise thee every day | | | | | | | |
H161 | Join all the glorious names | | | | | | | |
H162 | Now to the Lord who makes us know | | | | | | | |
H163 | We bless the Prophet of the Lord | | | | | | | |
H164 | Dearest of all the names above | | | | | | | |
H165 | Jesus! thy robe of righteousness | | | | | | | |
H166 | Lord! how shall wretched sinners dare | | | | | | | |
H167 | He lives, the great Redeemer lives | | | | | | | |
H168 | Who shall the Lord's elect condemn? | | | | | | | |
H169 | Come, let us join our songs of praise | | | | | | | |
H170 | Now let our cheerful eyes survey | | | | | | | |
H171 | With joy we meditate the grace | | | | | | | |
H172 | Where high the heavenly temple stands | | | | | | | |
H173 | When gathering clouds around I view | | | | | | | |
H174 | All hail the power of Jesus' name! | | | | | | | |
H175 | Hail to the Prince of life and peace | | | | | | | |
H176 | Come, ye that love the Saviour's name | | | | | | | |
H177 | Hark! ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
H178 | Rejoice! the Lord is King | | | | | | | |
H179 | Not all the blood of beasts | | | | | | | |
H180 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs | | | | | | | |
H181 | Behold the glories of the Lamb | | | | | | | |
H182 | Glory to God on high! | | | | | | | |
H183 | My faith looks up to thee | | | | | | | |
H184 | There is a fountain filled with blood | | | | | | | |
H185 | Deep are the wounds which sin has made | | | | | | | |
H186 | To thee, my Shepherd, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
H187 | Jesus, lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
H188 | Rock of ages! cleft for me | | | | | | | |
H189 | The deluge at th'Almighty's call | | | | | | | |
H190 | Light of those whose dreary dwelling | | | | | | | |
H191 | Christ, whose glory fills the skies | | | | | | | |
H192 | When marshalled on the nightly plain | | | | | | | |
H193 | Thou art the way--to thee alone | | | | | | | |
H194 | Sure the blest Comforter is nigh | | | | | | | |
H195 | Great Father of each perfect gift | | | | | | | |
H196 | Eternal Spirit! we confess | | | | | | | |
H197 | Not all the outward forms on earth | | | | | | | |
H198 | Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye | | | | | | | |
H199 | O thou that hearest prayer! | | | | | | | |
H200 | Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
H201 | Why should the children of a King | | | | | | | |
H202 | Come, Holy Spirit, come | | | | | | | |
H203 | As when in silence, vernal showers | | | | | | | |