# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
aB12 | Brightest and best of the sons of the morning | | | | | | | |
aB13 | Flow fast, my tears, the cause is great | | | | | | | |
aB14 | Great High Priest, we view thee stooping | | | | | | | |
aB15 | Head of thy church triumphant | | | | | | | |
aB16 | Hark—hark—the notes of joy | | | | | | | |
aB17 | Holy Jesus, lovely lamb, thine and only | | | | | | | |
aB18 | I long to behold him arrayed with glory | | | | | | | |
aB19 | See the Lord of glory dying | | | | | | | |
aB20 | See the gloomy, gathering cloud | | | | | | | |
aB21 | When marshall'd on the nightly plain | | | | | | | |
aB22 | When Joseph his brethren beheld | | | | | | | |
aB23 | When my Saviour, my Shepherd is near | | | | | | | |
aB24 | Hear the royal proclamation, the glad tidings | | | | | | | |
aB25 | Hail, sovereign love, that first began | | | | | | | |
aB26 | How lost was my condition | | | | | | | |
aB27 | Love is the sweetest bud that blows | | | | | | | |
aB28 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
aB29 | Jesus drinks the bitter cup | | | | | | | |
aB30 | When Jesus first, at heaven's command | | | | | | | |
aB31 | Hail the day that saw him first | | | | | | | |
aB32 | In songs of sublime adoration and praise | | | | | | | |
aB33 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
aB34 | Let me dwell on Golgotha | | | | | | | |
aB35 | Come friends and relations let's join heart and hand | | | | | | | |
aB36 | Hail the gospel jubilee | | | | | | | |
aB37 | O shout, for the days of the Lord | | | | | | | |
aB38 | Zion, the marvelous story be telling | | | | | | | |
aB39 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
aB40 | Hark, the gospel trump is sounding | | | | | | | |
aB41 | Zaccheus climbed the tree | | | | | | | |
aB42 | Come and taste along with me | | | | | | | |
aB43 | Come ye sinners, poor and wretched | | | | | | | |
aB44 | Dark and thorny is the desert | | | | | | | |
aB45 | Hail, ye followers of the Lamb | | | | | | | |
aB46 | Inquiring souls, who long to find | | | | | | | |
aB47 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
aB48 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
aB49 | My gracious Redeemer I love | | | | | | | |
aB50 | Begone, unbelief! my Saviour is near | | | | | | | |
aB51 | How happy is the pilgrim's lot | | | | | | | |
aB52 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
aB53 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
aB54 | I would but cannot sing | | | | | | | |
aB55 | Cheer up my soul, there is a mercy seat | | | | | | | |
aB56 | Come away to the skies | | | | | | | |
aB57 | A charge to keep I have | | | | | | | |
aB58 | An alien from God, and a stranger to grace | | | | | | | |
aB59 | Away with our sorrow and fear | | | | | | | |
aB60 | A few more days on earth to spend | | | | | | | |
aB61 | Brethren, while we sojourn here | | | | | | | |
aB62 | Come, saints and sinners, hear me tell | | | | | | | |
aB63 | Come on, my fellow-pilgrims come | | | | | | | |
aB64 | Come, dear brethren in the Saviour | | | | | | | |
aB65 | From all that's mortal, all that's vain | | | | | | | |
aB66 | Encouraged by thy word | | | | | | | |
aB67 | Gently, Lord, O gently lead us | | | | | | | |
aB68 | Gird thy loins up, Christian soldier | | | | | | | |
aB69 | Great Redeemer, Friend of sinners | | | | | | | |
aB70 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
aB71 | How tedious and tasteless the hours | | | | | | | |
aB72 | How happy are they | | | | | | | |
aB73 | How blest is our brother | | | | | | | |
aB74 | How lovely the place where the Saviour appears | | | | | | | |
aB75 | If life's pleasures charm thee, give them not thy heart | | | | | | | |
aB76 | I would not live always: I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
aB77 | In form I long had bow'd the knee | | | | | | | |
aB78 | I am a stranger here below | | | | | | | |
aB79 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
aB80 | My glorious Redeemer, I long | | | | | | | |
aB81 | My soul doth magnify the Lord! | | | | | | | |
aB82 | My soul, now arise | | | | | | | |
aB83 | O when shall I see Jesus | | | | | | | |
aB84 | O God, my heart with love inflame | | | | | | | |
aB85 | Our souls by love together knit | | | | | | | |
aB86 | O happy time, long waited for | | | | | | | |
aB87 | Oh how I have long'd for the coming of God | | | | | | | |
aB88 | O Jesus, my Saviour, to Thee I submit | | | | | | | |
aB89 | One spark, O God, of heavenly fire | | | | | | | |
aB90 | I was a groveling creature once | | | | | | | |
aB91 | O tell me no more of this world's vain store | | | | | | | |
aB92 | O may I worthy prove to see | | | | | | | |
aB93 | Saw ye my Saviour! saw ye my Saviour! | | | | | | | |
aB94 | Saved by grace I live to tell | | | | | | | |
aB95 | Say now, ye lovely social band | | | | | | | |
aB96 | Tell me no more of earthly toys | | | | | | | |
aB97 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
aB98 | There is a heaven o'er yonder skies | | | | | | | |
aB99 | There is a land of pleasure | | | | | | | |
aB100 | Soldier, go, but not to claim | | | | | | | |
aB101 | Still out of the deepest abyss | | | | | | | |
aB102 | This day my soul has caught new fire | | | | | | | |
aB103 | Thou Shepherd of Israel, and mine | | | | | | | |
aB104 | What poor despised company | | | | | | | |
aB105 | Whither goest thou, pilgrim stranger | | | | | | | |
aB106 | When thou my righteous Judge shalt come | | | | | | | |
aB107 | While sorrows encompass me round | | | | | | | |
aB108 | Come ye that know the Lord indeed | | | | | | | |
aB109 | Hosanna to Jesus, I am filled with his praise | | | | | | | |
aB110 | I'll sing my Saviour's grace | | | | | | | |
aB111 | I've listed in the holy war | | | | | | | |