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302 | Blest are the humble souls that [who] see | | | | | | | |
303 | Go, worship at Emmanuel's feet | | | | | | | |
304 | 'Tis from the treasures of his word | | | | | | | |
305 | Join all the names of love and power | | | | | | | |
306 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
307 | Now, gracious Lord, thine [thy] arm reveal | | | | | | | |
308 | O Lord, by thy supporting hand | | | | | | | |
309 | Sin has undone our wretched race | | | | | | | |
310 | See how rude winter's icy hand | | | | | | | |
311 | At length the wished for spring is come | | | | | | | |
312 | The grass and flowers, which clothe the field | | | | | | | |
313 | See how brown autumn spreads the field | | | | | | | |
314 | Eternal source of every joy | | | | | | | |
315 | 'Twas the eternal word that spake | | | | | | | |
316 | Now the shades of night are gone | | | | | | | |
317 | With thee, great God, the stores of light | | | | | | | |
318 | Blest Lord, when darkness veils the skies | | | | | | | |
319 | Indulgent Father, by whose care | | | | | | | |
320 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
321 | O for a heart to praise and pray | | | | | | | |
322 | Awake our drowsy souls, shake off | | | | | | | |
323 | Frequent the [this] day of [O] God returns | | | | | | | |
324 | Thine earthly Sabbath [Sabbaths], Lord we love | | | | | | | |
325 | When God the patriarch Abr'am called | | | | | | | |
326 | How great our glorious Shepherd's love | | | | | | | |
327 | Once did the sons of Abraham [Abram] pass | | | | | | | |
328 | Infinite grief, amazing woe | | | | | | | |
329 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
330 | When I my blest Redeemer see | | | | | | | |
331 | Sing to the Lord a new melodious song | | | | | | | |
332 | See the victorious Jesus come | | | | | | | |
333 | 'Twas on that night, when doomed to know [die] | | | | | | | |
334 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
335 | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor Behold a royal feast | | | | | | | |
336 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
337 | Let all our tongues be one | | | | | | | |
338 | What mysteries, Lord, in thee combine | | | | | | | |
339 | Our great Redeemer's gone | | | | | | | |
340 | Alas and did my savior die | | | | | | | |
341 | Shepherd of Isr'l, thou dost keep | | | | | | | |
342 | Let Zion's watchman all awake | | | | | | | |
343 | And will the great eternal God | | | | | | | |
344 | Almighty Sovereign of the skies | | | | | | | |
345 | Praise to the Lord, who bows his ear | | | | | | | |
346 | See, gracious God [Lord], before thy throne | | | | | | | |
347 | O righteous God, thou Judge supreme | | | | | | | |
348 | My soul would fain indulge a hope | | | | | | | |
349 | Death, with his dread commission sealed | | | | | | | |
350 | Lord, I am pained; but I resign My body to thy will | | | | | | | |
351 | Sovereign of life, I [we] own thy hand | | | | | | | |
352 | O could our thoughts and wishes fly | | | | | | | |
353 | Almighty Maker of my frame | | | | | | | |
354 | Heaven has confirmed the great [dread] decree | | | | | | | |
355 | Oft as the bell, with solemn toll, Speaks the departure of a soul | | | | | | | |
356 | In vain my [the] fancy strives to paint The moment after death | | | | | | | |
357 | Our life how short, a groan, a sigh | | | | | | | |
358 | While on the verge of life I stand | | | | | | | |
359 | When death appears before my [our] sight | | | | | | | |
360 | Why do we [ye] [you] mourn departing [departed] [for dying] friends | | | | | | | |
361 | What scenes of horror and of dread [death] | | | | | | | |
362 | Prepare me gracious God to stand before thy | | | | | | | |
363 | Ah lovely appearance of death | | | | | | | |
364 | Unvail [Unveil] thy bosom, faithful tomb | | | | | | | |
365 | Lo I behold the scattering shades | | | | | | | |
366 | What wretched fools are they, who hear | | | | | | | |
367 | God from his throne with piercing eye | | | | | | | |
368 | Sinner, art thou [are you] still secure [sincere] | | | | | | | |
369 | How great, how terrible that God | | | | | | | |
370 | Hark, from the sky, the trump proclaims | | | | | | | |
371 | When a black o'erspreading cloud | | | | | | | |
372 | Methinks the last great day is come | | | | | | | |
373 | And will the Judge descend [ascend] | | | | | | | |
374 | Attend, my ear, my heart, rejoice | | | | | | | |
375 | Lo he cometh countless trumpets | | | | | | | |
376 | The dawn of morning veils her face | | | | | | | |
377 | Earth has engrossed my love too long | | | | | | | |
378 | Swell the anthem, raise the song | | | | | | | |
379 | Death and the grave are doleful themes | | | | | | | |
380 | No, let us never mourn for those | | | | | | | |
381 | The God of Abraham praise, who reigns enthroned | | | | | | | |
382 | Awake, awake the sacred song | | | | | | | |
383 | Christ the [our] Lord is [has] risen today, [Alleluia] [Sons of men] | | | | | | | |
384 | This God is the God we adore | | | | | | | |
385 | Glory to God on high, Let earth and skies reply | | | | | | | |
386 | Jesus, let thy pitying eye | | | | | | | |
387 | Come seraph lend your heavenly tongue | | | | | | | |
388 | Shepherds, rejoice, lift up your eyes | | | | | | | |
389 | The Savior to adore, Join every tuneful power | | | | | | | |
390 | When the fierce north wind with his airy forces | | | | | | | |
391 | I love the Lord, but, ah, how far | | | | | | | |
392 | Happy the hours, the golden days | | | | | | | |
393 | Mourn, mourn, ye saints who once did see | | | | | | | |
394 | I sing my Savior's wondrous death | | | | | | | |
395 | World adieu thou real [cruel] cheat | | | | | | | |
396 | Vital spark of heavenly flame | | | | | | | |
397 | The righteous souls that take their flight | | | | | | | |
398 | O what amazing words of grace Are in the gospel found | | | | | | | |
399 | Heavenly Father here we bless thee | | | | | | | |
400 | O [When] thou my righteous Judge shall [shalt] come | | | | | | | |
401 | Why should this earth delight us so | | | | | | | |