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aCCCCLXXXVI | The king of heaven his table spreads | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLXXXVII | To Jesus our exalted Lord, dear [that] [the] name by heaven and earth adored | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLXXXVIII | To our Redeemer's glorious name, awake the sacred song | | | | | | | |
aCCCCLXXXIX | Come every pious heart | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXC | Lord, I am thine, entirely thine, Purchased and saved by blood divine | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXCI | To thee, let my [our] first offering [offerings] rise | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXCII | With thee, great God, the stores of light | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXCIII | Lord, I am vile, what shall I say | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXCIV | See how the morning [mounting] [rising] sun | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXCV | Great God, to thee my evening song | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXCVI | Glory to thee, my [our] God [O Lord], this night [day] | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXCVII | Now from the altar of my heart [our hearts] | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXCVIII | The icy chains that bound the earth | | | | | | | |
aCCCCXCIX | From winter's barren clods | | | | | | | |
aD | Behold, long wished for spring is here | | | | | | | |
aDI | The spring great God at thy command | | | | | | | |
aDII | How hast thou, Lord, from year to year | | | | | | | |
aDIII | O the immense, the amazing height | | | | | | | |
aDIV | To praise the [thee] ever bounteous [beauteous] Lord | | | | | | | |
aDV | See how the little toiling ant | | | | | | | |
aDVI | Stern winter throws his [her] [its] icy chains | | | | | | | |
aDVII | See how rude winter's icy hand | | | | | | | |
aDVIII | Eternal source of every joy | | | | | | | |
aDIX | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
aDX | Great God, we sing thy mighty hand | | | | | | | |
aDXI | God of my life, to thee belong [belongs] | | | | | | | |
aDXII | I my Ebenezer raise | | | | | | | |
aDXIII | Since Jesus freely [purely] did appear | | | | | | | |
aDXIV | Kindred in Christ, for his dear [name's] sake | | | | | | | |
aDXV | For a season called to part | | | | | | | |
aDXVI | Thy presence, everlasting [ever living] God [Lord] | | | | | | | |
aDXVII | How soft the word [words] my [our] Savior speaks | | | | | | | |
aDXVIII | Ye hearts with youthful vigor warm | | | | | | | |
aDXIX | Now let a true [pure] ambition rise | | | | | | | |
aDXX | Must all the charms [thoughts] of nature then | | | | | | | |
aDXXI | With humble heart and tongue, my God | | | | | | | |
aDXXII | Now let our hearts conspire to raise | | | | | | | |
aDXXIII | Blest is the man whose heart expands | | | | | | | |
aDXXIV | Eternal God, enthroned on high | | | | | | | |
aDXXV | See, gracious God [Lord], before thy throne | | | | | | | |
aDXXVI | When Abraham, full of sacred awe | | | | | | | |
aDXXVII | Lord, how shall wretched sinners dare | | | | | | | |
aDXXVIII | While o'er our guilty land, O Lord | | | | | | | |
aDXXIX | To thee, who reignest supreme above | | | | | | | |
aDXXX | On Britain long a favor'd isle | | | | | | | |
aDXXXI | Great Ruler of the earth and skies | | | | | | | |
aDXXXII | Praise to the Lord, who bows his ear | | | | | | | |
aDXXXIII | Praise to the Lord, whose mighty hand | | | | | | | |
aDXXXIV | To thee, almighty God, we bring | | | | | | | |
aDXXXV | What hath God wrought, might Isreal say | | | | | | | |
aDXXXVI | Lord, thou hast bid thy people pray | | | | | | | |
aDXXXVII | Thou only center of my rest | | | | | | | |
aDXXXVIII | Lord, I am pained; but I resign My body to thy will | | | | | | | |
aDXXXIX | Death, with his dread commission sealed | | | | | | | |
aDXL | Dost thou my profit seek | | | | | | | |
aDXLI | Awhile remained the doubtful strife | | | | | | | |
aDXLII | Sovereign of life, I [we] own thy hand | | | | | | | |
aDXLIII | Almighty Maker of my frame | | | | | | | |
aDXLIV | God of eternity, from thee | | | | | | | |
aDXLV | Sovereign Ruler of the skies | | | | | | | |
aDXLVI | How long shall earth's alluring toys | | | | | | | |
aDXLVII | How various and how new | | | | | | | |
aDXLVIII | Eternity is just at hand | | | | | | | |
aDXLIX | Thou God of glorious majesty | | | | | | | |
aDL | My thoughts, that oft ascend [often mount] the skies | | | | | | | |
aDLI | Ye virgin [waiting] souls, arise | | | | | | | |
aDLII | When death appears before my [our] sight | | | | | | | |
aDLIII | Lord, when we see a saint of thine | | | | | | | |
aDLIV | While on the verge of life I stand | | | | | | | |
aDLV | Lord, 'tis an infinite delight | | | | | | | |
aDLVI | Thy life I read, my dearest [blessed] [gracious)],Lord | | | | | | | |
aDLVII | When blooming youth is [are] snatched [called] away | | | | | | | |
aDLVIII | Ye mourning saints [friends] [ ones], whose streaming tears | | | | | | | |
aDLIX | What scenes of horror and of dread [death] | | | | | | | |
aDLX | 'Tis finished, 'tis done | | | | | | | |
aDLXI | Prepare me gracious God to stand before thy | | | | | | | |
aDLXII | Why flow these torrents of distress | | | | | | | |
aDLXIII | Peace, 'tis the Lord Jehovah's hand | | | | | | | |
aDLXIV | The God of love will sure indulge | | | | | | | |
aDLXV | Heaven has confirmed the great [dread] decree | | | | | | | |
aDLXVI | Now let our mourning [drooping] hearts revive | | | | | | | |
aDLXVII | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
aDLXVIII | Why should our mourning thoughts delight | | | | | | | |
aDLXIX | How long shall death, the tyrant, reign | | | | | | | |
aDLXX | How great, how terrible that God | | | | | | | |
aDLXXI | Methinks the last great day is come | | | | | | | |
aDLXXII | And will the Judge descend [ascend] | | | | | | | |
aDLXXIII | Attend, my ear, my heart, rejoice | | | | | | | |
aDLXXIV | When shall thy lovely face be seen | | | | | | | |
aDLXXV | Lo he cometh countless trumpets | | | | | | | |
aDLXXVI | Lo he comes with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
aDLXXVII | Day of judgment, day of wonders | | | | | | | |
aDLXXVIII | He comes, he comes, to judge the world | | | | | | | |
aDLXXIX | O [When] thou my righteous Judge shall [shalt] come | | | | | | | |
aDLXXX | Lord, when I read the traitor's doom | | | | | | | |
aDLXXXI | Sinner [sinners], O why so thoughtless grown | | | | | | | |
aDLXXXII | In what confusion earth appears | | | | | | | |
aDLXXXIII | Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart, Inspire each lifeless tongue | | | | | | | |
aDLXXXIV | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
aDLXXXV | On wings of faith, mount up my soul, and rise | | | | | | | |