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A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P R S T U V W Y

A cloud of witnesses around
A countless people, from death's fetters free
A countless people, from death's fetters free
A few more storms shall beat
A few more struggles here
A few more suns shall set
A few more years shall roll
A glorious band, the chosen few
A great and mighty wonder
A heart in every thought renewed
A heart resigned, submissive, meek
A little child the Savior came
A little while, and then
A mighty Fortress is our God
A noble army, men and boys
A prayer, reposing on his truth
A sovereign Protector I have
A thousand ages in thy sight
Abide with me: fast falls the eventide
Abide with me from morn till eve
Abide with us, that so, this life
Above the clear blue sky
According to thy gracious word
Advent tells us Christ is near
Again, O loving Savior
Again the morn of gladness
Ah, holy Jesus, how hast thou offended
Ah, Lord Jesus, grant that we
Ah! that day of tears and mourning!
Ah! then my spirit faints
Ah! would we join that blest array
Alike we share thy tender care
All fiery pangs on battlefields
"All glory be to God on high
All glory, laud, and honor
All good gifts around us
All hail the power of Jesus' Name!
All her fettered powers release
All his work is ended
All laud to God the Father be
All my heart this night rejoices
All our days direct us
All our evil passions kill
All our weak endeavours bless
All people that on earth do dwell
All praise and thanks to thee ascend
All praise, eternal Son, to thee
All praise for thine apostle, blest guide to Greek and Jew
All praise for thine apostle, the faithful, pure, and true
All praise for thine apostle, whose short-lived doubtings prove
All praise, O risen Lord, we give
All praise to thee, my God, this night
All praise to thee, who safe hast kept
All that dedicated city
All that she has lost, restore
All the plenty summer pours
All the world is God's own field
All things are thine; no gift have we
All things bright and beautiful
All this day thy hand has led me
All thy sevenfold gifts bestow
All thy works, O Lord, shall bless thee
All we can do is nothing worth
Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia!
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Alleluia, Alleluia!
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Alleluia! Bread of Heaven
Alleluia cannot always
Alleluia! King eternal
Alleluia! Lord, to thee
Alleluia! not as orphans
Alleluia! sing to Jesus!
Alleluia, song of gladness
Alleluia thou resoundest
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
Alleluia!
Almighty Christ, to thee our voices sing
Almighty Father, hear our cry
Almighty God, thy grace proclaim
Almighty Son, Incarnate Word
Alpha and Omega, to whom shall bow
Am I a soldier of the cross
An angel clad in white they see
An humble, lowly, contrite heart
Ancient of Days, who sittest, throned in glory
And a new song is in my mouth
And all thy life's unchanging years
And all true helpers, patient, kind, and skillful
And at last, life's voyage o'er
And by the light of that same star
And death, that sets the prisoner free
And even now, though dull and gray
And every virtue we possess
And faithful hearts are raised on high
And grant that to thine honor, Lord
And griefs and torments numberless
And His that gentle voice we hear
And idol forms shall perish
And if Satan, vexing sore
And if today this life of mine
And in the garden secretly
And in this heart now broken
And let the endless bliss begin
And lo, already on the hills
And none, O Lord, have perfect rest
And now, O Father, mindful of the love
And now we fight the battle
And now we watch and struggle
And O when in the hour of death
And our eyes at last shall see him
And pray that we may never dare
And shall man alone be dumb
And since within no walls confined
And so, secure from all alarms
And so through all the length of days
And so we come; O draw us to thy feet
And some have found the world is vain
And soon, too soon, the wintry hour
And still from age to age
And still the Church through all her days
And that a higher gift than grace
And the choir of angels with song awaits
And then for those, our dearest and our best
And there no sun was needed
And thou hast brought to me
And thou wilt come again
And though this world, with devils filled
And, through all his wondrous childhood
And through these days of penitence
And thus that dark betrayal night
And we believe thy word
And week by week this day we ask
And when my task on earth is done
And when our labors all are o'er
And when, redeemed from sin and hell
And when the strife is fierce, the warfare long
And when the toils of life are done
And when the valley, thick with corn
And when these failing lips grow dumb
And while that wondrous record now
And while the hours in order flow
"And whosoever cometh
Angel voices, ever singing
Angels caroled this sweet lay
Angels from the realms of glory
Angels in the height adore him!
Angels of Jesus, angels of light
Angels, roll the rock away!
Angels sing his triumph, as you sang his birth
Angels, sing out your faithful watches keeping
Anoint and cheer our soilèd face
Anoint me with thy heavenly grace
Anoint them kings! Aye, kingly kings, O Lord!
Anoint them priests! Strong intercessors they
Anoint them prophets! Make their ears attent
Apart from thee all gain is loss
Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there
Apostles, prophets, martyrs, and all the sacred throng
Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat
Approach ye then with faithful hearts sincere
Are there no foes for me to face?
Arise, arise, good Christian
Arise, O Lord of hosts
Arm of the Lord, awake! awake!
Around the throne of God a band
Around the throne on high
Around us rolls the ceaseless tide
Art thou weary, art thou languid
As Christ upon the cross
As he riseth, rise we too
As now the sun's declining rays
As of old, Saint Andrew heard it
As on our daily way we go
As o'er each continent and island
As pants the wearied hart for cooling springs
As the swift moments fly
As they offered gifts most rare
As thou didst hunger bear and thirst
As thou with Satan didst contend
As thy prospering hand hath blest
As with gladness men of old
As with joyful steps they sped
Ashamed of Jesus! empty pride!
Ashamed of Jesus! O as soon
Ashamed of Jesus! sooner far
Ashamed of Jesus! that dear Friend
Ask not how this should be
Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep!
Asleep in Jesus! far from thee
Asleep in Jesus! O for me
Asleep in Jesus! O how sweet
Asleep in Jesus! peaceful rest!
At even, when the sun was set
At his feet the six-winged seraph
At his voice creation
At last the march shall end
At Salem's courts we must appear
At the cross her station keeping
At the Lamb's high feast we sing
At the Name of Jesus
At the sign of triumph
Awake, and sing the song
Awake, my soul, and with the sun
Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve
Awake the purpose high which strives
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