A CHILD of sorrow from the womb - 546
A debtor to mercy alone
A guilty soul by sin opprest
Afflicted saint to Christ draw near
Ah why this disconsolate frame
Alas! and did my Saviour bleed
Alas! by nature how deprav'd
Alas! what hourly dangers rise
All hail the power of Jesu's name
Almighty friend, Redeemer, Lord
Almighty God of truth and love
Almighty maker of my frame
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
And art thou, gracious master, gone?
And art thou with me, gracious Lord?
And did the holy and the just
And will the Lord thus condescend
Approach, my soul, the mercy seat
Arise, my soul, my joyful powers
Arise! O King of
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
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