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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