How wond'rous is the love High as the heav'ns above the ground Hofanna with a chearful found How great the christian's portion is 67 72 98 112 127 130 133 156 158 158 How pleasant, how divinely fair 177 He reigns, the Lord, the Saviour reigns 186 Hath God been faithful to his word 203 How is our nature spoil'd by fin 213 How vaft the treasure we poffefs 216 Has death fuch vaft deftruction made 219 Happy is he that fears the Lord 231 282 How rich are thy provifions, Lord I Sing my Saviour's wond'rous death I lift to God my heart 287 63 80 146 I waited I waited patient for the Lord Is there ambition in my heart In God's own house pronounce his praise J J ESUS I love thy charming name. Jefus, thou wounded Lamb of God Page 160 206 208 252 272 12. 14 22 34 74 Jefus, my Lord, how rich thy grace. 84 118 Jefus, my Saviour, and my God Judge me, O Lord, and prove my ways 134 354 Joy to the world, the Lord is come 188 Jefus, thy bleffings are not few 201 Jehovah reigns, his throne is high 237 ET ev'ry mortal ear attend Let us, the fheep by Jefus nam'd' 19 65 710 123 141 Lord, 5 15 Lord, I will blefs thee all my days Lord what a feeble piece Lord, 'tis a pleasant thing to stand Page 164 182 Let those who bear the christian name 185 202 215 225 234 Lord, I have made thy word my choice 250 Lo, what an entertaining fight 256 Lord, thou hast search'd, and feen me thro 260 Lord, what is man, poor feeble man 263 Long as I live, I'll bless thy name 264 266 268 Let all our tongues be one 280 Let God the Father, and the Son 286 M M Y dear Redeemer, dying Lord My thoughts, furmount thefe lower skies Man has a foul of vaft desires My foul, let all thy nobler pow'rs 20 28 54 76 88 91 92 120 Miftaken fouls! that dream of heav'n My God, how many are my fears Page Muft all the charms of nature then My foul, furvey thy happiness Muft friends and kindred drop and die 193 217 220 261 My God, accept my early vows 262 N N OW may the spirit's holy fire Not all the blood of beafts Now be that facrifice furvey'd Not to the terrors of the Lord 21 31 81 95 7 Not with our mortal eyes 104 161 Now fhall my folemn vows be paid 175 225 254 "Now let the spacious earth arise” No fleep, or flumber, to his eyes. Nature, with open volume ftands ONCE more, we come before our God God of wisdom, God of might O that the Lord would guide my ways Our fins, alas! how ftrong they be. 281 8 9 17 24 25 37 43 55 68 110 140 O Lord, O Lord, our heav'nly king O Lord, our God, how wond'rous great O bleffed fouls are they O for a shout of facred joy 163 Our God, our help in ages past 181 O that I knew the secret place 192 P LUNG'D in a gulf of dark defpair 26 257 UESTIONS and doubts be heard no more 137 R AISE your triumphant fongs QUE R S 60 Rife, rife, my foul, and leave the ground 117 S ING to the Lord Jehovah's name Stand up, my foul, fhake off thy fears Sing, ye redeemed of the Lord Sing to the Lord, a new melodious fong |