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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