Lord, that I may learn of thee
Lord, thou hast bid thy people pray
Lord! 'tis an infinite delight
Lord, shouldst thou weigh my righteousness 143
Lord, what is man! extremes how wide
Lord, what is man that he should prove
Lord, when thine Israel we survey
Lord, when thine hand is lifted up
Lord, when we see a saint of thine
Lord, who hast suffered all for me
Lord, with joyful lips and heart
Loud let the tuneful trumpet sound
Love divine! all love excelling
Lovely is the face of nature
Lukewarm souls, the foe grows stronger
MARTHA her love and joy express'd
Master, I would no longer be
May the eternal monarch shed
May God his favouring ear incline
Men of God, go take your stations
Mercy, good Lord, mercy I crave
Messiah at thy glad approach
Met around the sacred tomb
Mighty God! while angels bless thee
Morning beaks upon the tomb
Most righteous God, my doom I bear
Most gracious God, reveal
Much in sorrow, oft in woe
NAY, I cannot let thee go
Naked into the world I came
Next to the bless'd angelic kind
No, I would not always live
No, Lord; it cannot shorten'd be
No strength of nature can suffice
No, 'tis in vain to seek for bliss
Nor exile I, nor prison fear
Nor wealth, nor plenty, did he ever taste
Not all the miracles of love
O Lord, my God, in mercy turn
O Lord, our languid souls inspire
O Lord, our strength and righteousness
O Lord, to thee I lift my soul
O love divine! how sweet thou art
O love, of pure and heavenly birth
may the power which melts the rock
O Messenger of dear delight.
my best, my only friend
my distrustful heart
O my Lord! I've often mused
praise ye the Lord, prepare a new song
O remember me for good
O righteous God, thou Judge supreme
O Saviour of all, thy word we believe
O that I could repent
O that I knew the secret place
O thou, that dost in secret see
O thou, that hear'st the prayer of faith
Ọ thou, the first, the greatest friend
thou, who once didst wander here
O thou, whom Heaven's high hosts revere
O thou, whose beams serenely bright
O thou, whose power o'er moving worlds presides
O'tis a sound should fill the world
O'tis enough, I ask no more
O turn, great Ruler of the skies
when shall we, supremely blest
when wilt thou my Saviour be
where is sov'reign mercy gone
O why, my soul dost thou complain
Oh! for a closer walk with God
Oh! for a glance of heavenly day
Oh lov'd, but not enough-though dearer
"Oh most delightful hour by man
Oh speak that gracious word again
Oh thou, by long experience tried
O'er those gloomy hills of darkness
Oft as I lay me down to rest
Oft as the bell with solemn toll
Omnipresent God! whose aid
On Tabor's top the Saviour stands,
Our Sabbath's come, so welcome on
Our soul shall magnify the Lord
PARENT of good, thy bounteous hand
Parted in the act of blessing
Pause ye wand'rers, pause and think
Plac'd on the verge of youth, my mind
Peace has unveil'd her smiling face
Pleasing spring again is here
Praise God, from whom all blessings flow
Praise him, whose power the storm controuls
Praise to God, immortal praise
Praise to th' Almighty Lord of heaven, arise
Praise ye the Lord, Hallelujah
Praise ye the Lord, immortal choir
Praise ye the Lord, let praise employ
Providence, profusely kind
|