# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
B23 | When my Saviour, my Shepherd is near | | | | | | | |
B24 | Hear the royal proclamation, the glad tidings | | | | | | | |
B25 | Hail, sovereign love, that first began | | | | | | | |
B26 | How lost was my condition | | | | | | | |
B27 | Love is the sweetest bud that blows | | | | | | | |
B28 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
B29 | Jesus drinks the bitter cup | | | | | | | |
B30 | When Jesus first, at heaven's command | | | | | | | |
B31 | Hail the day that saw him first | | | | | | | |
B32 | In songs of sublime adoration and praise | | | | | | | |
B33 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
B34 | Let me dwell on Golgotha | | | | | | | |
B35 | Come friends and relations let's join heart and hand | | | | | | | |
B36 | Hail the gospel jubilee | | | | | | | |
B37 | O shout, for the days of the Lord | | | | | | | |
B38 | Zion, the marvelous story be telling | | | | | | | |
B39 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
B40 | Hark, the gospel trump is sounding | | | | | | | |
B41 | Zaccheus climbed the tree | | | | | | | |
B42 | Come and taste along with me | | | | | | | |
B43 | Come ye sinners, poor and wretched | | | | | | | |
B44 | Dark and thorny is the desert | | | | | | | |
B45 | Hail, ye followers of the Lamb | | | | | | | |
B46 | Inquiring souls, who long to find | | | | | | | |
B47 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
B48 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
B49 | My gracious Redeemer I love | | | | | | | |
B50 | Begone, unbelief! my Saviour is near | | | | | | | |
B51 | How happy is the pilgrim's lot | | | | | | | |
B52 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
B53 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
B54 | I would but cannot sing | | | | | | | |
B55 | Cheer up my soul, there is a mercy seat | | | | | | | |
B56 | Come away to the skies | | | | | | | |
B57 | A charge to keep I have | | | | | | | |
B58 | An alien from God, and a stranger to grace | | | | | | | |
B59 | Away with our sorrow and fear | | | | | | | |
B60 | A few more days on earth to spend | | | | | | | |
B61 | Brethren, while we sojourn here | | | | | | | |
B62 | Come, saints and sinners, hear me tell | | | | | | | |
B63 | Come on, my fellow-pilgrims come | | | | | | | |
B64 | Come, dear brethren in the Saviour | | | | | | | |
B65 | From all that's mortal, all that's vain | | | | | | | |
B66 | Encouraged by thy word | | | | | | | |
B67 | Gently, Lord, O gently lead us | | | | | | | |
B68 | Gird thy loins up, Christian soldier | | | | | | | |
B69 | Great Redeemer, Friend of sinners | | | | | | | |
B70 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
B71 | How tedious and tasteless the hours | | | | | | | |
B72 | How happy are they | | | | | | | |
B73 | How blest is our brother | | | | | | | |
B74 | How lovely the place where the Saviour appears | | | | | | | |
B75 | If life's pleasures charm thee, give them not thy heart | | | | | | | |
B76 | I would not live always: I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
B77 | In form I long had bow'd the knee | | | | | | | |
B78 | I am a stranger here below | | | | | | | |
B79 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
B80 | My glorious Redeemer, I long | | | | | | | |
B81 | My soul doth magnify the Lord! | | | | | | | |
B82 | My soul, now arise | | | | | | | |
B83 | O when shall I see Jesus | | | | | | | |
B84 | O God, my heart with love inflame | | | | | | | |
B85 | Our souls by love together knit | | | | | | | |
B86 | O happy time, long waited for | | | | | | | |
B87 | Oh how I have long'd for the coming of God | | | | | | | |
B88 | O Jesus, my Saviour, to Thee I submit | | | | | | | |
B89 | One spark, O God, of heavenly fire | | | | | | | |
B90 | I was a groveling creature once | | | | | | | |
B91 | O tell me no more of this world's vain store | | | | | | | |
B92 | O may I worthy prove to see | | | | | | | |
B93 | Saw ye my Saviour! saw ye my Saviour! | | | | | | | |
B94 | Saved by grace I live to tell | | | | | | | |
B95 | Say now, ye lovely social band | | | | | | | |
B96 | Tell me no more of earthly toys | | | | | | | |
B97 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
B98 | There is a heaven o'er yonder skies | | | | | | | |
B99 | There is a land of pleasure | | | | | | | |
B100 | Soldier, go, but not to claim | | | | | | | |
B101 | Still out of the deepest abyss | | | | | | | |
B102 | This day my soul has caught new fire | | | | | | | |
B103 | Thou Shepherd of Israel, and mine | | | | | | | |
B104 | What poor despised company | | | | | | | |
B105 | Whither goest thou, pilgrim stranger | | | | | | | |
B106 | When thou my righteous Judge shalt come | | | | | | | |
B107 | While sorrows encompass me round | | | | | | | |
B108 | Come ye that know the Lord indeed | | | | | | | |
B109 | Hosanna to Jesus, I am filled with his praise | | | | | | | |
B110 | I'll sing my Saviour's grace | | | | | | | |
B111 | I've listed in the holy war | | | | | | | |
B112 | My Lord, my Saviour died | | | | | | | |
B113 | O that I had a bosom friend | | | | | | | |
B114 | When I was young, of tender years | | | | | | | |
B115 | Come children of Zion, and help us to sing | | | | | | | |
B116 | Come we that love the Lord | | | | | | | |
B117 | I'm not ashamed to own my Lord | | | | | | | |
B118 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
B119 | O Jesus, my Saviour, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
B120 | Alone in the world though a pilgrim I roam | | | | | | | |
B121 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound | | | | | | | |
B122 | Come brethren dear, who know the Lord | | | | | | | |