Lord, didst thou die, but not for me
Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing
Lord, dost thou say, ask what thou wilt
Lord, hast thou call'd me by thy grace
Lord, hear a burden'd sinner mourn
Lord, how large thy bounties are
Lord, how shall wretched sinners dare
Lord, I am thine, entirely thine
Lord, I cannot let thee go
Lord, must thy gospel fly away
Lord of the earth, and seas, and skies
Lord, send thy servants forth
Lord, send thy word, and let it fly
Lord, thou hast won, at length I yield
Lord, thou, with an unerring beam
Lord, vouchsafe to us thy blessing
Lord, we adore thy matchless ways
Lord, we come before thee now
Lord, when we cast our eyes abroad
Love divine, all love excelling
Love divine, how sweet the sound
ANY woes had Christ endur'd
May the grace of Christ, our Saviour
Methinks I hear th' archangel sound
Methinks the last, great day is come
Mighty God, while angels bless thee
Mortals, awake, with angels join
Most gracious Father, God of all
Nothing but thy blood, O Jesus
Not unto us, but thee alone
Now begin the heav'nly theme
Now for a hymn of praise to God
Now in a song of grateful praise
Now in thy praise, eternal King
Now is th' accepted time
Now let my soul with wonder trace
Now let our drooping hearts revive
Now let our hearts their glory wake
Now let our souls, on wings sublime
Now, Lord, the heav'nly seed is sown
Now may the God of peace and love
Now, now the arduous work is o'er
Now the long wish'd for spring is come
Now while the gospel net is cast
BY what glimm'ring light we view
O could I find some peaceful bow'r
O, could I speak the matchless worth
O'er those gloomy hills of darkness
O for a closer walk with God
O for a glance of heav'nly day
O God, my Sun, thy blissful rays
O God, thou art a Spirit pure
O happy day when saints shall meet
O happy souls, who dwell above
O Lord, my Life, my Saviour God
O my distrustful heart
O my soul, what means this sadness
On Britain, long a favor'd isle
On wings of faith mount up, my soul, and rise
O thou, before whose gracious throne
O thou eternal, glorious Lord
O thou, from whom all goodness flows
O thou that hear'st the pray'r of faith
O thou who didst thy glory leave
O were my heart but form'd for woe
what amazing words of grace
what a pleasure 'tis to see
O'what shall I do my Saviour to praise
O Zion afflicted with wave upon wave
PASCHAL, by
ASCHAL Lamb, by God appointed
Peace by his cross, hath Jesus made
Pilgrims, we are to Canaan bound
Pity a helpless sinner, Lord
Pity, Lord, thy straying sheep
Praise God, from whom all blessings flow
See from the vineyard Jesus comes
See Gabriel swift descend to earth
See, gracious Lord, before thy throne
See how rude winter's icy hand
See, how the disobedient son
See, how the little toiling ant
See, Lord, thy willing subjects bow
See, on the mount of Calvary
See, the Captain of salvation
Self-righteous souls on works rely
Shall e'er the shadow of a change
Shepherd of Israel, bend thine ear
Shepherd of Israel, thou dost keep
Should famine o'er the mourning field
Since Jesus freely did appear
Since, Lord, thy mighty grace did call
Since thou art pleas'd thy saints to own
Since we are call'd to part
Sinners, behold the downward road
Sinners, behold the Lamb of God
Sinners, rejoice; it's Christ that dy'd
Sinners, this solemn truth regard
Sinners, will you scorn the messsge
Sole Sov'reign of the earth and skies
Sons we are thro' God's election
Sov'reign grace has pow'r alone
Sov'reign grace o'er sin abounding
Stand up, ye saints, and boldly march
Stern winter throws his icy chains
Strange that so much of heav'n and hell
Stretch'd on the cross the Saviour dies
Submissive to thy will, my God
Tell me no more of earthly toys
The best of wisdom is to know
The billows swell, the winds are high
The Canaanite still in the land
The finest flow'r that ever blow'd
The fire, with wild, unbounded pow'r
The food, on which thy children live
The glitt'ring spangles of the sky
The God of love will sure indulge
The gold and silver are the Lord's
The great Invisible unknown
The holy Eunuch, when baptiz'd
The intercessions of our Lord
The mighty God that rules the skies
The moment a sinner believes
The Paschal Lamb which Israel slew
The peace, which God alone reveals
The Saviour, O what endless charms
The Saviour, with inviting voice
The spacious firmament on high
The time is short! the season near
The voice of free grace cries, escape to the mountain
Thou, who didst form the rolling spheres
Thou, who for sinners once wast slain
Thro' all the downward tracks of time
Thro' endless years thou art the same
Thus Agur breath'd his warm desire
Thus did the pious Abra'm pray
Thus far my God hath led me on
Thus saith the Shepherd of the sheep
Thy bounties, gracious Lord
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