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a390 | Oh, could I find from day to day | | | | | | | |
a391 | O that I knew it were the case | | | | | | | |
a392 | O let me run the Christian race | | | | | | | |
a393 | The billows swell, the winds are high | | | | | | | |
a394 | The cause that is for me too hard | | | | | | | |
a395 | The soul that would to Jesus press | | | | | | | |
a396 | O that I knew the secret place | | | | | | | |
a397 | Thrice happy souls, who, born from heav'n | | | | | | | |
a398 | Every moment brings me nearer | | | | | | | |
a399 | Happiness, thou lovely name | | | | | | | |
a400 | And am I blest with Jesus' love | | | | | | | |
a401 | I see the pleasant bed | | | | | | | |
a402 | Father, adored in worlds above | | | | | | | |
a403 | From every stormy wind that blows | | | | | | | |
a404 | In glad amazement Lord we stand | | | | | | | |
a405 | My gracious Lord, I own thy right | | | | | | | |
a406 | My Jesus, thou hast taught | | | | | | | |
a407 | O, may our ardent zeal employ | | | | | | | |
a408 | Prayer an answer will obtain | | | | | | | |
a409 | Prayer is the work the Lord commands | | | | | | | |
a410 | Sin has undone our wretched race | | | | | | | |
a411 | Return, my roving heart, return | | | | | | | |
a412 | Great God, oppress'd with grief and fear | | | | | | | |
a413 | What strange perplexities arise | | | | | | | |
a414 | Father divine, thy piercing eye | | | | | | | |
a415 | Dear Father, to Thy mercy seat | | | | | | | |
a416 | In mercy, Lord, remember me | | | | | | | |
a417 | Great God, where'er we pitch our tent | | | | | | | |
a418 | O wretched souls who strive in vain | | | | | | | |
a419 | Father of all thy care we bless | | | | | | | |
a420 | Great God, now condescend | | | | | | | |
a421 | I and my house will serve the Lord | | | | | | | |
a422 | O Lord, another day is flown | | | | | | | |
a423 | On thee, each morning, O my God | | | | | | | |
a424 | Prayer is the soul's sincere desire | | | | | | | |
a425 | 'Twas God who kept me by his power | | | | | | | |
a426 | What though my frail eyelids refuse | | | | | | | |
a427 | Thou Son of God, whose flaming eyes | | | | | | | |
a428 | I love to see the Lord below | | | | | | | |
a429 | Jesus, thy saints assembled here | | | | | | | |
a430 | Dear Shepherd of thy people here | | | | | | | |
a431 | How charming is the place | | | | | | | |
a432 | Lord of hosts, how lovely fair | | | | | | | |
a433 | How lovely, how divinely sweet | | | | | | | |
a434 | Thou, Lord, my safety, thou my Light | | | | | | | |
a435 | Almighty Maker, God! | | | | | | | |
a436 | Jesus, who knows full well | | | | | | | |
a437 | Come dearest Lord, and feed thy sheep | | | | | | | |
a438 | Come, let us join with one accord | | | | | | | |
a439 | The joyful morn, my God, is come | | | | | | | |
a440 | Another six days' work is done | | | | | | | |
a441 | Awake our drowsy souls, shake off | | | | | | | |
a442 | Again the Lord of life and light | | | | | | | |
a443 | Frequent the day of God returns | | | | | | | |
a444 | When, O dear Jesus, when shall I | | | | | | | |
a445 | Lord, how delightful 'tis to see | | | | | | | |
a446 | Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord we love | | | | | | | |
a447 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
a448 | Lord, I cannot let thee go | | | | | | | |
a449 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
a450 | Unto thee altar, Lord | | | | | | | |
a451 | Sprinkled with reconciling blood | | | | | | | |
a452 | Our Father, whose eternal sway | | | | | | | |
a453 | In thy great name, O Lord, we come | | | | | | | |
a454 | Jesus, the name to sinners dear | | | | | | | |
a455 | Jesus, sovereign of the skies | | | | | | | |
a456 | Jesus, thou all redeeming Lord | | | | | | | |
a457 | Jesus, thou everlasting king | | | | | | | |
a458 | Most gracious Father, God of all | | | | | | | |
a459 | Now, gracious Lord, thine arm reveal | | | | | | | |
a460 | Now may fervent prayer arise | | | | | | | |
a461 | O Lord, our languid souls inspire | | | | | | | |
a462 | O for a thousand tongues to sing | | | | | | | |
a463 | Once more we bow before our God | | | | | | | |
a464 | Come, sound His praise abroad | | | | | | | |
a465 | Father, to thee our souls we lift | | | | | | | |
a466 | Where two or three, with sweet accord | | | | | | | |
a467 | In vain Apollo's silver tongue | | | | | | | |
a468 | Thy presence, gracious God, afford | | | | | | | |
a469 | Look from on high great God and see | | | | | | | |
a470 | How free and boundless is the grace | | | | | | | |
a471 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
a472 | How long, thou faithful God, shall I | | | | | | | |
a473 | Dearest Saviour, help thy servant | | | | | | | |
a474 | Now while the gospel net is cast | | | | | | | |
a475 | Did Christ o'er sinner's weep? | | | | | | | |
a476 | Come, thou soul transforming Spirit | | | | | | | |
a477 | Sinful, and blind, and poor | | | | | | | |
a478 | Ascend thy throne, almighty King | | | | | | | |
a479 | Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye | | | | | | | |
a480 | Lord, let me see thy beauteous face | | | | | | | |
a481 | In vain the giddy world enquires | | | | | | | |
a482 | Believer, lift thy drooping head | | | | | | | |
a483 | Come, humble souls, ye mourners, come | | | | | | | |
a484 | Come, we that love the Lord indeed | | | | | | | |
a485 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
a486 | Come, ye humble sinner train | | | | | | | |
a487 | Daughters of Zion, ye who sing | | | | | | | |
a488 | Farewell, vain world, I bid adieu | | | | | | | |
a489 | Heal us, Immanuel, here we stand | | | | | | | |