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201 | Let me but hear my Saviour say | | | | | | | |
202 | Whence do our mournful thoughts arise? | | | | | | | |
203 | Jehovah speaks, let Israel hear | | | | | | | |
204 | The Lord on high proclaims | | | | | | | |
205 | Thus speaks the High and Lofty One | | | | | | | |
206 | With joy we meditate the grace | | | | | | | |
207 | Firm as the earth thy gospel stands | | | | | | | |
208 | Behold thy waiting servant, Lord | | | | | | | |
209 | Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
210 | Praise, everlasting praise be paid | | | | | | | |
211 | Bright King of glory, dreadful God! | | | | | | | |
212 | Ere the blue heavens were stretch'd abroad | | | | | | | |
213 | Now to the Lord a noble song! | | | | | | | |
214 | Jesus, our Saviour and our God | | | | | | | |
215 | Behold, the grace appears! | | | | | | | |
216 | Shepherds! rejoice, lift up your eyes | | | | | | | |
217 | The Lord is come, the heavens proclaim | | | | | | | |
218 | Our souls shall magnify the Lord | | | | | | | |
219 | Behold the woman's promis'd seed! | | | | | | | |
220 | The King of Glory sends his Son | | | | | | | |
221 | Joy to the world; the Lord is come | | | | | | | |
222 | Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands | | | | | | | |
223 | Ye islands of the northern sea | | | | | | | |
224 | Come, happy souls, approach your God | | | | | | | |
225 | Raise your triumphant songs | | | | | | | |
226 | My dear Redeemer and my Lord | | | | | | | |
227 | Great God, to what a glorious height | | | | | | | |
228 | The majesty of Solomon! | | | | | | | |
229 | 'Twas for our sake, eternal God | | | | | | | |
230 | Deep in our hearts let us record | | | | | | | |
231 | Save me, O God, the swelling floods | | | | | | | |
232 | Now let our lips with holy fear | | | | | | | |
233 | Why has my God my soul forsook | | | | | | | |
234 | Adam, our Father and our head | | | | | | | |
235 | I sing my Saviour's wonderous death | | | | | | | |
236 | How fast their guilt and sorrows rise | | | | | | | |
237 | I set the Lord before my face | | | | | | | |
238 | Hosanna to the Prince of Light | | | | | | | |
239 | Bless'd be the everlasting God | | | | | | | |
240 | Behold the blind their sight receive | | | | | | | |
241 | Why did the Jews proclaim their rage? | | | | | | | |
242 | This spacious earth is all the Lord's | | | | | | | |
243 | O for a shout of sacred joy | | | | | | | |
244 | Lord, when thou didst ascend on high | | | | | | | |
245 | Who has believ'd thy Word | | | | | | | |
246 | Like sheep we went astray | | | | | | | |
247 | The mighty frame of glorious grace | | | | | | | |
248 | He dies! the friend of sinners dies! | | | | | | | |
249 | Now for a tune of lofty praise | | | | | | | |
250 | O Lord, our Lord, how wondrous great | | | | | | | |
251 | Thus saith the Ruler of the skies | | | | | | | |
252 | Come all harmonious tongues | | | | | | | |
253 | David rejoic'd in God his strength | | | | | | | |
254 | Now from the roaring lion's rage | | | | | | | |
255 | Now let our mournful songs record | | | | | | | |
256 | Hear what the Lord in vision said | | | | | | | |
257 | The God Jehovah reigns | | | | | | | |
258 | Well, the Redeemer's gone | | | | | | | |
259 | Lift up your eyes to th' heavenly seats | | | | | | | |
260 | Jesus, in thee our eyes behold | | | | | | | |
261 | The true Messiah now appears | | | | | | | |
262 | Maker and sovereign Lord | | | | | | | |
263 | Why did the nations join to slay | | | | | | | |
264 | The lands that long in darkness lay | | | | | | | |
265 | We bless the Prophet of the Lord | | | | | | | |
266 | Go, worship at Immanuel's feet | | | | | | | |
267 | 'Tis from the treasures of his word | | | | | | | |
268 | With cheerful voice I sing | | | | | | | |
269 | Join all the names of love and power | | | | | | | |
270 | Join all the glorious names | | | | | | | |
271 | Come let us join our cheerful songs | | | | | | | |
272 | What equal honours shall we bring | | | | | | | |
273 | Behold the glories of the Lamb | | | | | | | |
274 | All mortal vanities, begone | | | | | | | |
275 | How strong thine arm is, mighty God | | | | | | | |
276 | Let the old heathens tune their song | | | | | | | |
277 | Plung'd in a gulf of dark despair | | | | | | | |
278 | Lord, when my thoughts with wonder roll | | | | | | | |
279 | Great was the day, the joy was great | | | | | | | |
280 | Mistaken souls! that dream of heaven | | | | | | | |
281 | So did the Hebrew prophet raise | | | | | | | |
282 | Not all the blood of beasts | | | | | | | |
283 | Not to condemn the sons of men | | | | | | | |
284 | Not by the laws of innocence | | | | | | | |
285 | Life and immortal joys are given | | | | | | | |
286 | Faith is the brightest evidence | | | | | | | |
287 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
288 | My thoughts surmount these lower skies | | | | | | | |
289 | Who shall the Lord's elect condemn? | | | | | | | |
290 | With my whole heart I'll raise my song | | | | | | | |
291 | With earnest longings of the mind | | | | | | | |
292 | My spirit sinks within me, Lord | | | | | | | |
293 | To God I cried with mournful voice | | | | | | | |
294 | My God, how many are my fears! | | | | | | | |
295 | Jesus, thy blessings are not few | | | | | | | |
296 | Behold how sinners disagree | | | | | | | |
297 | Is there ambition in my heart? | | | | | | | |
298 | Just are thy ways, and true thy word | | | | | | | |
299 | Lord, how secure and bless'd are they | | | | | | | |
300 | Hence from my soul, sad thoughts be gone | | | | | | | |