First Lines of Verses of Hymns
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- Ye aching limbs! now rest you
- Ye aching limbs! now rest you
- Ye forest leaves so green and tender
- Ye heav'ns, oh haste your dews to shed
- Ye heavens, oh haste your dews to shed
- Ye heavy-laden, come to Him!
- Ye little leaves so fresh and green
- Ye servants of the Lord, who stand
- Ye sons of men, in earnest
- Ye who pine in weary sadness
- Ye who pine in weary sadness
- Ye who suffer, sigh, and moan
- Yea, all I am and love most dearly
- Yea, all who own Thee for their Head
- Yea, blest is he
- Yea, blest is he
- Yea, her sins our God will pardon
- Yea, I see what here was told me
- Yea, Lord, I thank Thy gracious power
- Yea, Lord, meet it is indeed
- Yea my spirit fain would sink
- Yea, O my God, forgive me now
- Yea, on Thee, my God, I rest
- Yea, on Thee, my God, I rest
- Yea, so truly for us careth
- Yea, Thou God didst make an end
- Yes, draw me to the Son, O Father
- Yes, He will speed us on our way
- Yes, it must be a faithful heart
- Yes, let us praise our God and raise
- Yes, let us truly know within
- Yes, Lord, Thou art as rich to-day
- Yes, Lord, Thou art as rich to-day
- Yes, Lord, through all my changing days
- Yes, Lord, Thy servants meet Thee
- Yes, Lord, 'tis of Thy power alone to-day
- Yes, make me Thine,--though I am weak
- Yes, my God, I come before Thee
- Yes, our wisdom vainly ponders
- Yes, praise Him, for He never
- Yes, scatter'd are our brothers now
- Yes, take my heart, and in it rule
- Yes, there remaineth yet a rest!
- Yes, they shall praise it, till its fame
- Yes, Thy cross hath power to heal
- Yes, Thy warning voice is plain
- Yes, Thy warning voice is plain
- Yes, when I hence betake me
- Yes, when I must depart
- Yes, with the eye of faith
- Yes, yes, to Thee my soul would cleave
- Yet be the hour that none can tell
- Yet, Father, each fresh aching heart
- Yet God seeks them by His care
- Yet grant the eye of faith, O Lord
- Yet grant the eye of faith, O Lord
- Yet have I somewhat that my Lord can please
- Yet He in love delayeth long
- Yet I will not turn from Thee
- Yet I would leave it to thy choice
- Yet it seems I strive in vain
- Yet more from Thee I dare to claim
- Yet oft we think, is aught withdrawn
- Yet this is but a little part
- Yet Thou dost even for my sake
- Yet though conscience' voice appall me
- Yet unrequited, Lord, I would not leave Thee
- Yonder in joy the sheaves we bring