# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | God of my life, to thee belong [belongs] | | | | | | | |
d102 | God of our fathers, by whose hand | | | | | | | |
d103 | God of our life [lives], thy various praise | | | | | | | |
d104 | God scorns not humble things | | | | | | | |
d105 | Grace, 'tis a charming [cheering] [joyful] [pleasing] sound | | | | | | | |
d106 | Gracious Spirit, Love divine | | | | | | | |
d107 | Great God, thy penetrating eye | | | | | | | |
d108 | Great God, we would to thee make known | | | | | | | |
d109 | Great Shepherd of thine Isr'l | | | | | | | |
d110 | Great Shepherd of thy people, hear | | | | | | | |
d111 | Green the hillside, ever fair | | | | | | | |
d112 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d113 | Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning | | | | | | | |
d114 | Hark, sinner, hark, God speaks to thee | | | | | | | |
d115 | Hark, ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
d116 | Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
d117 | Haste [Hasten], [O] sinner [sinners] [now] to be wise | | | | | | | |
d118 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
d119 | He lives, the [that] great Redeemer [Creator] lives | | | | | | | |
d120 | Hear, O sinner, mercy hails [calls] you | | | | | | | |
d121 | Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims | | | | | | | |
d122 | How cheering the thought, that the spirits in bliiss | | | | | | | |
d123 | How gentle God's commands | | | | | | | |
d124 | How helpless guilty [fallen] nature lies | | | | | | | |
d125 | How highly blest are they | | | | | | | |
d126 | How long shall virtue languish | | | | | | | |
d127 | How lovely are thy dwellings, Lord, from noise and trouble | | | | | | | |
d128 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
d129 | How precious, Lord, thy sacred word | | | | | | | |
d130 | How sweet, how [and] heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
d131 | How sweet the melting lay | | | | | | | |
d132 | How sweet to leave the world awhile | | | | | | | |
d133 | How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound | | | | | | | |
d134 | How swiftly the torrent rolls | | | | | | | |
d135 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
d136 | How vain is all beneath the skies [sky] | | | | | | | |
d137 | How welcome thy returning beams | | | | | | | |
d138 | I love the sacred book of God | | | | | | | |
d139 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
d140 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
d141 | I send the joys of earth away | | | | | | | |
d142 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
d143 | If human kindness meets return | | | | | | | |
d144 | If I must die, O, let me die, With hope | | | | | | | |
d145 | I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
d146 | In all thy mercies may my soul | | | | | | | |
d147 | In sleep's serene oblivion laid | | | | | | | |
d148 | Inspirer and hearer of prayer | | | | | | | |
d149 | Is there no hope, O sinner, pause | | | | | | | |
d150 | Isles of the south, awake | | | | | | | |
d151 | It was a brave attempt, adventurous he | | | | | | | |
d152 | Jehovah, Lord of power and might | | | | | | | |
d153 | Jerusalem, my happy home, name ever dear to me | | | | | | | |
d154 | Jesus and did [didst] thou condescend | | | | | | | |
d155 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d156 | Jesus, hail, enthroned in glory | | | | | | | |
d157 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
d158 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d159 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
d160 | Jesus, the Conqueror, reigns | | | | | | | |
d161 | Jesus, thou everlasting king | | | | | | | |
d162 | Jesus, thou fairest, dearest one | | | | | | | |
d163 | Jesus thou in the form of God | | | | | | | |
d164 | Jesus, thy love shall [can] we forget | | | | | | | |
d165 | Laborers of Christ, arise | | | | | | | |
d166 | Lead us with thy gentle sway | | | | | | | |
d167 | Life is a span, a fleeting hour | | | | | | | |
d168 | Light of lights, our path illuming | | | | | | | |
d169 | Lo he comes with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
d170 | Lord! bring me to resign my doubting heart to thee | | | | | | | |
d171 | Lord Jesus, come; for here Our path through wilds is laid | | | | | | | |
d172 | Lord, lead my heart to learn | | | | | | | |
d173 | Lord, thou hast won, at length I yield | | | | | | | |
d174 | Lord, 'tis sweet to mingle where | | | | | | | |
d175 | Lord, what a wretched land is this | | | | | | | |
d176 | May the grace of Christ [God] our [the] Savior | | | | | | | |
d177 | Morning breaks upon the tomb | | | | | | | |
d178 | Mortal, this earth is not thy home | | | | | | | |
d179 | Most gracious God, reveal Thy will concerning me | | | | | | | |
d180 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d181 | My days, my [and] weeks, my [and] months, my [and] years | | | | | | | |
d182 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
d183 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d184 | My Father's house [home] on high, home of my soul | | | | | | | |
d185 | My God, thy boundless love I [we] praise | | | | | | | |
d186 | My Savior, let me hear thy voice | | | | | | | |
d187 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
d188 | Not all the blood of beast [beasts], On Jewish altars | | | | | | | |
d189 | Now is the accepted time | | | | | | | |
d190 | O all ye lands, rejoice in God | | | | | | | |
d191 | O blessed souls are they | | | | | | | |
d192 | O cease, my wandering soul | | | | | | | |
d193 | O could I find from day to day | | | | | | | |
d194 | O could we speak the matchless worth | | | | | | | |
d195 | O day of peace, whose dawning ray | | | | | | | |
d196 | O Father, let thy kingdom come | | | | | | | |
d197 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d198 | O for that tenderness of heart | | | | | | | |
d199 | O God, by whom [thee] the seed is given | | | | | | | |
d200 | O gracious God, in whom I live | | | | | | | |