Behold, the glories of the Lamb
Backward, with humble shame, we look
Before Jehovah's awful throne
Begin, my tongue, some heavenly theme
Begone, unbelief, my Saviour is near
Behold, how sinners disagree
Behold, the sure foundation stone
Behold, the morning sun
Behold, the mountain of the Lord
Behold, the grace appears
Behold, the blind their sight receive
Behold, the last great day is come
Behold, what condescending love
Behold, what sweet reviving rays
Behold, what wond'rous grace
Beset with snares on every hand
Be with me, Lord, where'er I go
Beyond the glittering starry skies
Bleak winter is subdued at length
Blessed are the sons of God
Blessed Redeemer, how divine
Children in years, and knowledge young
Children of the Heavenly King
Christ and his cross is all our theme
Come, Holy Spirit, calm my mind
Come, Holy Spirit, heav'nly dove
Come, Holy Spirit, source of love
Come, let us anew
Christ the Lord is risen to day
Christians, brethren, 'ere we part
Come, children, learn to fear the Lord
Come, dearest Lord, descend and dwell
Come, guilty souls, and flee away
Come, happy souls, approach your God
Come hither, all ye weary souls
Come, Holy Ghost, descend from high
Come, let us join our cheerful songs
Come, let us lift our joyful eyes
Come, let us lift our voices high
Come, O thou traveller unknown
Come, sound his praise abroad
Come, thou Almighty King
Come, thou desire of all thy saints
Come, thou fount of every blessing
Come, thou long expected Jesus
Come, thou soul transforming spirit
Come, we that love the Lord
Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched
Come, ye that know and fear the Lord
Companions of thy little flock
Daughters of Zion, come behold
Day of judgment, day of wonders
Dearest Jesus, come to me
Dearest of all the names above
Death cannot make our souls afraid
Death is a path that must be trod
Death may dissolve my body now
Death! 'tis a melancholy day
Death, what a solemn word to all
Deep in our hearts, let us record
Deep in the dust before thy throne
Descend from heav'n, immortal Dove
Dismiss us,
with thy blessing, Lord
Dread sov'reign, let my evening song
Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone
Father, before we hence depart
Father, how wide thy glory shines
Father, I long, I faint to see
Father of all, by whom we are
Father of love! from age to age
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost
Father, we wait to feel thy grace
Father, whate'er of earthly bliss
Firm as the earth thy gospel stands
For ever shail ny song record
Free grace to ev'ry heav'n born soul
From al: that dwell below the skies
From Egypt lately come
From heaven the loud, th' angelic song began
From the cross uplifted high
From thee, my God, my joys shall rise
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