Sovereign ruler of the skies Stern winter throws his icy chains Stretch'd on the cross the Saviour dies 545 357 215 506 137 315 THAT God who made the worlds on high 47 The Bible is justly esteem'd 205 The deluge at the Almighty's call 104 The fountain of Christ 168 The God of Abram praise 66 The God of love will sure indulge 564 The great Redeemer we adore 443 471 498. 346 486 423 434 275 -148 273 222 391 238 120 The spring great God at thy command There's joy in heaven and joy on earth 438 Thine earthly sabbaths Lord we love Thou art O God a Spirit pure 107 169 202 352 385 3 Thou dear Redeemer dying Lamb 386 549 Lord my safety thou my light 344 Thou only centre of my rest Thou only sovereign of my heart Thou very paschal Lamb 537 440 180 285 33 Thrice happy souls who born from heaven 226 262 324 444 448 476 556 Thy mercy my God is the theme of my song 15 Thy presence everlasting God Thy names how infinite they be Thy presence gracions God afford 6 516 361 Thy sire and her who brought thee forth 48 Thy way O God is in the sea Thy ways O Lord with wise design Tis a point I long to know 'Tis finish'd so the Saviour cried To our Redeemer's glorious name To praise the ever bounteous Lord 504 To the eternal Three To thee let my first offerings rise. Vital spark of heavenly faine 394 491 529 289 20 412 472 20 41 90 559 60 331 353 59 455 526 447 439 135 We bless th' eternal source of light When I the holy grave survey When Israel's grieving tribes complain'd 157 When Israel thro' the desert pass'd When O dear Saviour when shall I When Paul was parted from his friends 414 Where shall we sinners hide our heads 14 156 100 359 83 293 197 While o'er our guilty land O Lord 8 While on the verge of life I stand While sinners who presume to bear Who shall condemn to endless flames Why should our mourning thoughts delight 568 With melting heart and weeping eyes With tears of anguish I lament With thee great God the stores of light 492 Ye glittering toys of earth adieu Ye hearts with youthful vigor warm Ye humble saints proclaim abroad Ye humble souls approach your God Ye humble souls complain no more Ye scarlet-color'd sinners come Ye servants of your God his fame Ye sons of men with joy record Ye that pass by behold the man Yes the Redeemer rose 140 138 Ye worlds of light that roll so near |