Hark, my soul, it is the Lord

596

Hark! the glad sound, the Saviour comes
Hark! the herald angels sing

373

371

Hark! the voice of love and mercy

Hark! the loud trumpet of our God

Hasten, sinner, to be wise

He comes! he comes! the Judge severe

40

291

Hymn.

How did my heart rejoice to hear

510

How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord

322

How glorious the Lamb

386

How happy is our peaceful lot

118

How happy the sorrowful man

703

How heavy is the night

711

How lovely, how divinely sweet
How oft have sin and satan strove
How pleasant, how divinely fair
How pleas'd and blest was I
How sad our state by nature is
How shall I praise the eternal God
How shall we, Lord, secure our hearts
How short and hasty is our life

How should the sons of Adam's race
How soft the words my Saviour speaks
How strong thine arm is, mighty God
How sweet and awful is the place
How sweet the name of Jesus sounds

How vain are all things here below

218

How vain a thought is bliss below

250

How vast the treasure we possess

646

How wond'rous great, how glorious bright

310

I shall not always make my moan
I sing my Saviour's wond'rous death
I will arise, and go to my Father
If God succeed not, all the cost
I'll praise my Maker with my breath
I'll speak the honours of my King
Impressive view, while life we trace
In all my troubles, sharp and strong
In cheerful songs of artless praise

In God's own house, pronounce his praise
In Gabriel's hand a mighty stone
In heaven the rapt'rous song began
In the soft season of thy youth
In vain my fancy strives to paint
In vain we lavish out our lives
In this world of sin and sorrow
Indulgent sovereign of the skies

Jesus, let thy pitying eye

660

Jesus, Lord, we look to thee

Jesus, lover of my soul

Jesus, our Lord, ascend thy throne

Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone
Jesus, Saviour! we adore thee
Jesus shall reign where'er the sun
Jesus, that sweet, that charming name
Jesus, thou sovereign Lord of all
Jesus, thy blood and righteousness
Jesus, upon our children lay

Jesus, we bless thy Father's name
Jesus, where'er thy people meet
Jesus, who died a world to save
Jesus, who died the world to save
Jesus, with all thy saints above
Jesus! within thy courts we meet
Jehovah reigns, his throne is high
Jehovah speaks, let Israel hear
Jerusalem, my happy home
Join all the glorious names
Join, ye redeemed heirs of grace
Joy to the world, the Lord is come

K.

Keep silence, all created things
Kindred in Christ, for his dear sake

L.

Laden with guilt, and full of fears
Leader of faithful souls, and Guide
Let all the earth their voices raise
Let all our tongues be one

...

123

312

....

365

669

460

494

380

314

66

511

521

171

84

Let party names no more
Let the bold sceptic still deride
Let them neglect thy glory, Lord
Let Zion's watchmen all awake
Lift your heads, ye friends of Jesus
Lift up your heads, in joyful hope
Life is the time to serve the Lord
Light of those, whose dreary dwelling
Lo! he comes, with clouds descending
Lo! he cometh! countless trumpets
Lo! our Jesus, now ascended

Lo! the young tribes of Adam rise
Lo, what a glorious sight appears
Lo! what an entertaining sight
Look up, ye saints, direct your eyes
Long as I live I'll bless thy name
Long have I sat beneath the sound
Lord of all power and might
Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing
Lord, at thy temple we appear
Lord, I am thine, but thou wilt prove
Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin
Lord, hast thou cast the nation off
Lord, how divine thy comforts are
Lord, how secure and blest are they
Lord, how secure my conscience was
Lord, if thine eyes survey our faults
Lord, if thou the grace impart
Lord in thy churches now appear
Lord, in thy great, thy glorious name
Lord of my life, O may thy praise
Lord of the Sabbath, hear our vows

597

440

154

127

300

374

215

390

296

299

125

234

383

686

342

330

663

716

721

260

540

356

134

Lord, thou hast search'd and seen me through
Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray

327

98

Lord, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand

514

Mark the weary pilgrim walking
May the grace of Christ our Saviour
Methinks the last great day is come
Mighty God, while angels bless thee
Mistaken souls, that dream of heav'n
Must friends and kindred droop and die
My dear Redeemer and my Lord
My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so
My friends, alas! how soon remov'd
My God, how endless is thy love

.......

My God, I am thine; what a comfort divine
My God, my everlasting hope

My God, my King, thy various praise

My God, my portion, and

my love

My God, permit me not to be

My God, the spring of all my joys

My God, what endless pleasures dwell
My heart, how dreadful hard it is

165

277

723

302

162

572

282

470

632

289