Day of judgment, day of wonders. Death, how important is thy stroke He dies, the great Redeemer dies 377 63 64 Hence from my soul, sad thoughts begone. High on a hill of dazzling light Ho! ev'ry one that thirsts, draw nigh 167 54 ... 195 How blest are they, whose feet have found How glorious is the Lamb How are thy glories here display'd. ....... .... I wait the visits of thy grace How strange is the course that a christian must steer 315 .. 353 If Jesus is ours 29. Page Jesus, the sum and substance is...... Jesus, the church's glorious head Jesus, who bought us with his blood.. Jesus, my Lord, melt down my heart. Lord, may the messengers of peace 334 Lord, pity outcasts, vile and base Lord of abounding grace Lord, how divine thy comforts are ...... Lord, how lovely is thy temple Lord, we adore thy bounteous hand Love will I ever sing ..... ....... My God, the spring of all my joys My wond'ring soul, what dost thou see. Not to ourselves, who are but dust ..... ...... 231 79 296 326 ....... 1 13 286 339 247 ........ 346 170 |