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d1 | A pious friend one day of Rabia asked | | | | | | | |
d2 | Ah, dearest Lord, I cannot pray | | | | | | | |
d3 | All ye who seek a certain cure | | | | | | | |
d4 | All ye who seek, in hope and love | | | | | | | |
d5 | And dare I say, Welcome to me | | | | | | | |
d6 | At the cross her station keeping | | | | | | | |
d7 | Banished the house of sacred rest | | | | | | | |
d8 | Bright angels who attend | | | | | | | |
d9 | Bright cherubim and seraphim | | | | | | | |
d10 | Bright were the mornings first impearled | | | | | | | |
d11 | Change is written everywhere | | | | | | | |
d12 | Cheer up, desponding soul | | | | | | | |
d13 | Come Holy Ghost, and through each heart | | | | | | | |
d14 | Come, my soul, awake, ôtis morning | | | | | | | |
d15 | Come, O Creator Spirit blest | | | | | | | |
d16 | Come, wandering sheep, O come, I'll bind thee to my breast | | | | | | | |
d17 | Cometh sunshine after rain | | | | | | | |
d18 | Creator Spirit, by whose aid [light] | | | | | | | |
d19 | Darker and darder fall around, The shadows of the night | | | | | | | |
d20 | Dear angel ever at my side, How loving must thou be | | | | | | | |
d21 | Dear soul, couldst thou become a child | | | | | | | |
d22 | Deepen the wound [wounds] thy hand has [hands have] made | | | | | | | |
d23 | Depart awhile, each thought of care | | | | | | | |
d24 | Do not cheat thy heart, and tell her | | | | | | | |
d25 | Down the dark future, through long generations | | | | | | | |
d26 | Earth, with her ten thousand flowers | | | | | | | |
d27 | Ere the morning's busy ray | | | | | | | |
d28 | Eternity, Eternity, How long art thou, eternity, and yet | | | | | | | |
d29 | Faith of our fathers, living still [faith] | | | | | | | |
d30 | Father, I know that all my life Is portioned out for me | | | | | | | |
d31 | Father, in thy mysterious presence kneeling | | | | | | | |
d32 | Fear not, O little flock, the foe | | | | | | | |
d33 | Five loving souls, each one as mine | | | | | | | |
d34 | From highest heaven, the Father's (Eternal) Son | | | | | | | |
d35 | God liveth ever, Wherefore, soul, despair thou | | | | | | | |
d36 | God, thou art my Rock of strength | | | | | | | |
d37 | God, whom I as love have known | | | | | | | |
d38 | Grant unto us a body pure within | | | | | | | |
d39 | Great Fountain of grace, which none can explore | | | | | | | |
d40 | Hark, my soul, how every thing | | | | | | | |
d41 | Have mercy thou, most gracious God | | | | | | | |
d42 | Head of the hosts in glory | | | | | | | |
d43 | Hear what God the Lord hath [has] spoken | | | | | | | |
d44 | Hearest thou, my soul, what serious things | | | | | | | |
d45 | Holy and innocent were all his ways | | | | | | | |
d46 | Holy Savior friend unseen | | | | | | | |
d47 | Holy Spirit, Lord of light, from thy [the] clear | | | | | | | |
d48 | How few who, from thier youthful day | | | | | | | |
d49 | I come to thee tonight In my lone closet | | | | | | | |
d50 | I love my God, but with no love of mine | | | | | | | |
d51 | I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
d52 | I want the spirit of power within | | | | | | | |
d53 | I will not let thee go, Thou help in time of need | | | | | | | |
d54 | I worship thee, sweet [O] will of God | | | | | | | |
d55 | In Caves of the lone wilderness | | | | | | | |
d56 | Jerusalem, thou city blest | | | | | | | |
d57 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
d58 | Jesus, the very [only] thought of Thee [You] | | | | | | | |
d59 | Leave God to order all thy ways | | | | | | | |
d60 | Let us arise and watch ere dawn of light | | | | | | | |
d61 | Lift up your heads, ye mighty gates | | | | | | | |
d62 | Light, light, infinite light | | | | | | | |
d63 | Light of the soul, O Savior blest | | | | | | | |
d64 | Lo cast at random on the wild sea sand | | | | | | | |
d65 | Lo fainter now lie spread the shades | | | | | | | |
d66 | Lo he comes with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
d67 | Lo on the slope of yonder shore | | | | | | | |
d68 | Lo upon the altar lies | | | | | | | |
d69 | Look westward pensive little one | | | | | | | |
d70 | Lord, I have fasted, I have prayed | | | | | | | |
d71 | Lord, in this dust thy sovereign voice | | | | | | | |
d72 | Lord of all power, at whose command | | | | | | | |
d73 | Lord of eternal purity | | | | | | | |
d74 | Lord of eternal truth and might | | | | | | | |
d75 | Lovely flowers of martyrs, hail | | | | | | | |
d76 | Most high and holy trinity | | | | | | | |
d77 | My child, the counsels high attend | | | | | | | |
d78 | My God, I love Thee, not because I hope for heaven | | | | | | | |
d79 | My God [O God], accept my [our] heart [hearts] this day | | | | | | | |
d80 | My Savior, what thou didst of old | | | | | | | |
d81 | My smile is bright, my glance is free | | | | | | | |
d82 | My soul, what hast thou done for God | | | | | | | |
d83 | My spirit longeth [longs] for Thee, Within my troubled breast | | | | | | | |
d84 | My spirit on Thy care, blest Savior, I recline | | | | | | | |
d85 | My times are in Thy hand | | | | | | | |
d86 | Nigher still, and still more nigh | | | | | | | |
d87 | No track is on the sunny sky | | | | | | | |
d88 | Not here, not here, not where the sparkling waters | | | | | | | |
d89 | Now at the Lamb's great paschal feast | | | | | | | |
d90 | Now doth the sun ascend the sky | | | | | | | |
d91 | Now let us sit and weep | | | | | | | |
d92 | Now rest her soul in Jesu's arms | | | | | | | |
d93 | Now while the herald bird of day | | | | | | | |
d94 | Now with the rising golden dawn | | | | | | | |
d95 | O all ye who pass by, whose eyes and mind | | | | | | | |
d96 | O blessed saint of snow white purity | | | | | | | |
d97 | O blest Creator of the light, Who dost the | | | | | | | |
d98 | O bounteous Framer of the globe | | | | | | | |
d99 | O Captain of the martyr host | | | | | | | |
d100 | O Christ, the beauty of the angel worlds | | | | | | | |