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1 | Come, holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove | | | | | | | |
2 | Why does your face, ye humble souls | | | | | | | |
3 | 'Tis finish'd, so the Saviour cried | | | | | | | |
4 | Yes, the Redeemer rose | | | | | | | |
5 | Alas! and did my Saviour bleed | | | | | | | |
6 | Whilst thee I seek, protecting Power | | | | | | | |
7 | Return, O wanderer, return | | | | | | | |
8 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
9 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
10 | Come humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
11 | O thou, whose tender mercy hears | | | | | | | |
12 | He dies, the Friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
13 | How oft, alas, this wretched heart | | | | | | | |
14 | Eternity, the dread abode | | | | | | | |
15 | Now to the Lord a noble song | | | | | | | |
16 | O that my load of sin were gone | | | | | | | |
17 | Now is the accepted time | | | | | | | |
18 | Come, weary souls, with sins distrest | | | | | | | |
19 | The Saviour calls, let every ear | | | | | | | |
20 | Without thy grace, I sink opprest | | | | | | | |
21 | Jesus, in thy transporting name | | | | | | | |
22 | Lord, at thy feet, I prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
23 | Lord, in thy presence we appear | | | | | | | |
24 | O thou from whom all goodness flows | | | | | | | |
25 | Thou who for sinners once was slain | | | | | | | |
26 | Approach, my soul, thy mercy seat | | | | | | | |
27 | Where two or three, with sweet accord | | | | | | | |
28 | With all my pow'rs of heart and tongue | | | | | | | |
29 | Sinner, O why so thoughtless grown | | | | | | | |
30 | Thus far the Lord has led me on | | | | | | | |
31 | My God, how endless is thy love | | | | | | | |
32 | Now in the heat of youthful blood | | | | | | | |
33 | No more, my God, I boast no more | | | | | | | |
34 | Come dearest Lord, descend and dwell | | | | | | | |
35 | How oft have sin and Satan strove | | | | | | | |
36 | Dread Sovereign, let my evening song | | | | | | | |
37 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
38 | Grace, ’tis a charming sound | | | | | | | |
39 | I thirst, but not as once I did | | | | | | | |
40 | Awaked by Sinai's awful sound | | | | | | | |
41 | As when the weary traveler gains | | | | | | | |
42 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
43 | O Lord, my God, in mercy turn | | | | | | | |
44 | Lo he comes with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
45 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound | | | | | | | |
46 | Come, O my soul, look up and see | | | | | | | |
47 | Afflicted soul, to Christ draw near | | | | | | | |
48 | Dismiss us with Thy blessing, Lord, Help | | | | | | | |
49 | Our souls by love together knit | | | | | | | |
50 | Let worldly minds the world pursue | | | | | | | |
51 | 'Tis religion that can give | | | | | | | |
52 | The Lord will happiness divine | | | | | | | |
53 | Day of judgment, day of wonders | | | | | | | |
54 | O thou who hearest when sinners cry | | | | | | | |
55 | O for a glance of heavenly day | | | | | | | |
56 | Pilgrims, we are to Canaan bound | | | | | | | |
57 | How long shall earth's alluring toys | | | | | | | |
58 | Submissive to thy will, my God | | | | | | | |
59 | Should nature's charms to please the eye | | | | | | | |
60 | Why sinks my weak desponding mind | | | | | | | |
61 | O how divine how sweet the joy | | | | | | | |
62 | Descend from heaven, immortal Dove | | | | | | | |
63 | When marshalled on the nightly plain | | | | | | | |
64 | Let thoughtless thousands choose the road | | | | | | | |
65 | Thanks to thy name, O Lord | | | | | | | |
66 | With conscious guilt and bleeding heart | | | | | | | |
67 | Unto thee altar, Lord, A broken heart I bring | | | | | | | |
68 | Come, let us join in sweet accord | | | | | | | |
69 | Father of mercies, in thy word | | | | | | | |
70 | Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
71 | 'Tis done, the precious ransom's paid | | | | | | | |
72 | Jesus, who died that we might live | | | | | | | |
73 | All hail the power of Jesus' name | | | | | | | |
74 | Jesus my Love, my chief delight | | | | | | | |
75 | Jesus, lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
76 | Hail, everlasting Spring | | | | | | | |
77 | Come, Holy Spirit, come | | | | | | | |
78 | Alas this adamantine heart | | | | | | | |
79 | In heaven the rapturous song began | | | | | | | |
80 | Awake, and sing the song | | | | | | | |
81 | The Saviour, O what endless charms | | | | | | | |
81b | Salvation O melodious sound | | | | | | | |
82 | Come ye sinners, poor and wretched | | | | | | | |
82b | When bending o'er the brink of life | | | | | | | |
83 | O for a heart that soars above | | | | | | | |
84 | Behold, the day is come | | | | | | | |
85 | And will the Judge descend? | | | | | | | |
86 | Prostrate dear Jesus at thy feet | | | | | | | |
87 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
88 | Dear refuge of my weary soul | | | | | | | |
89 | Raise to the cross thy weeping eye | | | | | | | |
90 | Did Christ o'er sinners weep | | | | | | | |
91 | Tomorrow, Lord, is thine | | | | | | | |
92 | Ye dying sons of men | | | | | | | |
93 | Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone | | | | | | | |
94 | Raise your triumphant songs | | | | | | | |
95 | I send the joys of earth away | | | | | | | |
96 | My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so? | | | | | | | |
97 | Stoop down, my thoughts, that used to rise | | | | | | | |
98 | 'Tis but, at best, a narrow bound | | | | | | | |