Array'd in mortal flesh
As a lamb led forth to slaughter
As soon as a sinner believes
Asham'd of Jesus! can it be?
Awake and sing the song Awake, awake the sacred song Awake my heart, arise my tongue Awake my soul, and with the sun Awake my soul, stretch every nerve Awake my soul in joyful lays Awake our souls, and bless his name Awake sweet gratitude, and sing Awake ye saints, and raise your eyes Away, thou dying saint, away
Before Jehovah's awful throne Before the Great Three-One
Behold how sweet and good a thing
Brethren come, 'tis Jesus bids us Buried in shadows of the night By faith in Christ I walk with God
Cease here longer to detain me Children of the heavenly king Christ, the Lord is ris'n to day Christ, whose glory fills the skies Come all harmonious tongues Come, divine Emmanuel, come Come gracious Spirit, heavenly dove Come Holy Spirit, calm my mind Come Holy Spirit, come
Come Holy Spirit, come
Come Holy Spirit, heavenly dove Come let us join our cheerful songs Come Lord, and help us to rejoice Come Lord, and warm each languid
Come sinners to the gospel feast Come, thou desire of nations, come Come thou fount of ev'ry blessing Come thou high and lofty Lord Come thou long expected Jesus Come thou soul-transforming Spirit Come ye saints behold and wonder Come ye sinners, come to Jesus
Come ye sinners lost and wretched Come ye souls by sin afflicted
Come ye that know and fear the Lord Come ye that love the Lord
Come ye that love the Saviour's name Come weary souls with sin distrest Compar'd with Christ in all beside Compass'd with mercies night and day Courage, my soul, behold the prize
Darkness overspreads us here Day of judgment, day of wonders Dear refuge of my weary soul
Death may dissolve my body now
Deep are the wounds which sin has made
Earth has engross'd my heart too long Enamoured of their golden dreams Encompass'd with clouds of distress Enslav'd by sin and bound in chains Ensnar'd too long my heart has been Eternal Sun of Righteousness Exalted high at God's right hand Extended on th' accursed tree
Faith 'tis a precious grace
Far from my thoughts vain world begone 550
Far from these narrow scenes of night
Far from us be grief and sadness
Father, God, who seest in me Father, I long, I faint to see Father of faithful Abra'am hear Father of mercies, in thy word Father of mercies, bow thine ear Father of mercies send thy grace Father, to thee my soul I lift Father, whate'er of earthly bliss Fly ye seasons, fly still faster For a season call'd to part For ever blessed be the Lord
For whom is yonder crown prepar'd From all that dwell below the skies
From Egypt lately come
From far I see the glorious day
From pole to pole let others roam
From whence this fear and unbelief
Gird on thy conquering sword
Give me the wings of faith to rise
Grant us, Lord, thy gracious presence
Glory to God who gave the word Glory to thee, my God, this night God's foundation standeth sure Go, worship at Immanuel's feet God moves in a mysterious way God of all redeeming grace God of Israel, we adore thee God of my life, to thee I call God of my salvation, hear Grace, 'tis a charming sound Gracious Lord, my heart is fixed Gracious Spirit, love divine!
Great God I own thy sentence just Great God, to thee I'll make
Great God, to thee my evening song
Great High-Priest we see thee stooping
Great is the Lord our God
Great Spirit by whose mighty power Ground of my hope, the cross appears Guide me, O thou great Jehovah
Had I ten thousand gifts beside
Hail everlasting spring
Hail sovereign love, that first began Hail thou once despised Jesus Happy soul, that free from harms Happy soul, thy days are ended Happy the heart where graces reign Happy the souls to Jesus join'd - Happy they who trust in Jesus
Hark! a voice, it sounds from heaven
Hark! for 'tis God's own Son that calls
Hark my soul, it is the Lord
Hark! ten thousand harps and voices
Hark! ten thousand voices cry
Hark! that shout of rapt'rous joy Hark! the herald angels sing Hark! the notes of angels singing Hark! the solemn trumpet sounding Hark! the voice of love and mercy Hark! what sounds salute our ears He bids me come, his voice 1 know He comes, the Saviour full of grace He dies! the friend of sinners dies He who on earth as man was known Heal us, Immanuel, here we are Hear, gracious God, my humble moan Hearken ye children of your God High in the heavens, eternal God Ho! every one that thirsts, draw nigh Holy and good I own thy law
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