Glory to thee whose powerful word God is my strong salvation.. Great God, where'er we pitch our tent. Hark! the Jubilee is sounding Hark! hark! what sounds are those, &c. 208 280 298 308 14 16 Hail! sov'reign love that first began 30 37 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 67 How happy every child of grace 81 Hosanna to Jesus, I'm fill'd with his praises 82 How firm a foundation, ye saints, &c. 86 102 Ilear what God the Lord hath spoken 142 Hail the blest morn when ine great, &c. Hear the royal proclamation His mercies in Jesus renew'd, Hark the song of jubilee How sad are the moments when wandering, &c. 239 How strange is the course that a Christian, &c. 244 He lives who lives to God alone How peaceful is the closing scene Hasten, O Lord, the latter day Help, O help, my great Creator How pleasant are these tents, O Lord 249 264 275 291 292 How grandly the bow stretches over the sky. 297 In evil long I took delight I'm tired with visits, modes, and forms 176 178 190 193 208 209 221 . 222 225 've listed in the holy war In vain my fancy strives to paint In the floods of tribulation In de dark woods, no Indian nigh "I love the Lord" is still the strain I love thee, I love thee, I love thee, &c.. 94 109 116 137 171 182 189 I take thee at thy gracious word, 210 216 225 I am on my way to heaven 227 If death my friend and me divide 267 Is God's peculiar people mine 267 In age and feebleness extreme 271 Jesus! thou art the sinner's friend 39 Jesus, I love thy charming name Lord, when together here we meet Lord, without thy great salvation My days, my weeks, my months, &c. My dearest friends in bands of love 203 207 241 255 278 Messiah full of grace My Saviour from the wrath to come No words can declare, nor fancy, &c. Now glory be to God, we can hear, &c. O hearken sinners, we have cause O for a breeze of heavenly love . O how I have long'd for the coming of God O Jesus my Saviour, I know thou art, &c. 19 32 41 51 52 59 66 66 68 87 97 O that I had a faithful friend 167 Our Master, Jesus, reign'd above 181 199 200 On ye young, ye gay, ye proud 243 O for that bright and glorious day 254 O'er the realms of Pagan darkness 255 O joyful thought, O rapturous words. 258 O Lord, our grateful tongues would fain 259 O mighty growth of deathless seed 262 Oft hast thou Lord in tender love 269 O thou faithful God of love 269 O thou whose wise paternal love 270 271 288 290 290 O how shah a sinner perform Our gracious Father, God, and King Prayer is the soul's sincere desire 293 293 300 300 302 309 48 80 210 Prest, my soul, with future prospect Pilgrim, burden a with thy sin 231 247 Saw ye my Saviour, &c. Stop, poor sinner, stop and think Praise we him by whose kind favour Praise God from whom all blessings flow Richest source of purest pleasure Stretch'd on the cross the Saviour dies Sinner, hear the Saviour's call 260 310 58 83 129 188 7 13 13 15 Stay, thou too happy sinner, stay Sweet were the sounds that reach'd our ears 211 214 223 229 243 245 246 250 They must be as the troubled sca Sometimes a light surprises The Son of man they did betray The voice of free grace, cries escape, &c. There is a heaven o'er yonder skies The Lord himself, the mighty Lord The glorious day is drawing nigh Though in the outward church below The old Israelites knew what it was, &c. The chariot! the chariot! its wheels, &c. 184 The long expected morn 193 This world is all a fleeting show 195 The men who slight thy faithful word The schools of scribes and courts of kings The Lord shall come! the earth shall quake |