# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
601 | My faith looks up to thee | | | | | | | |
602 | To thee, O dear, dear Saviour | | | | | | | |
603 | Love divine, all love excelling | | | | | | | |
604 | Jesus, merciful and mild | | | | | | | |
605 | Saviour, I thy word believe | | | | | | | |
606 | Father, I know that all my life | | | | | | | |
607 | Purer yet and purer I would be in mind | | | | | | | |
608 | Dear Saviour, we are thine | | | | | | | |
609 | Lord, I desire to live as one | | | | | | | |
610 | More like Jesus would I be | | | | | | | |
611 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
612 | I send the joys of earth away | | | | | | | |
613 | Emptied of earth I fain would be | | | | | | | |
614 | What sinners value I resign | | | | | | | |
615 | My God, permit me not to be | | | | | | | |
616 | My God, my life, my love | | | | | | | |
617 | In vain my roving thoughts would find | | | | | | | |
618 | My soul forsakes her vain delight | | | | | | | |
619 | How vain are all things here below! | | | | | | | |
620 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
621 | Ye glittering toys of earth, adieu | | | | | | | |
622 | Oh, could I find from day to day | | | | | | | |
623 | Oh for a heart to praise my God | | | | | | | |
624 | O Lord, thy heavenly grace impart | | | | | | | |
625 | Oh, turn, great Ruler of the skies | | | | | | | |
626 | Oh, for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
627 | Shall we go on to sin | | | | | | | |
628 | With tears of anguish I lament | | | | | | | |
629 | Thou art my portion, O my God | | | | | | | |
630 | Mistaken souls, that dream of heaven | | | | | | | |
631 | Straight is the way, the door is straight | | | | | | | |
632 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
633 | Broad is the road that leads to death | | | | | | | |
634 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
635 | Oh, that the Lord would guide my ways | | | | | | | |
636 | O God, my strength, my hope | | | | | | | |
637 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
638 | From whence doth this union arise | | | | | | | |
639 | Jesus, our Lord, how rich thy grace! | | | | | | | |
640 | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
641 | How sweet, how heavenly, is the sight | | | | | | | |
642 | Our souls, by love together knit | | | | | | | |
643 | Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews | | | | | | | |
644 | Happy the heart where graces reign | | | | | | | |
645 | Blest is the man whose softening heart | | | | | | | |
646 | Arise, my tenderest thoughts, arise | | | | | | | |
647 | How blest the sacred tie that binds | | | | | | | |
648 | Lord, lead the way the Saviour went | | | | | | | |
649 | Blest are the men whose mercies move | | | | | | | |
650 | God of mercy, hear our prayer | | | | | | | |
651 | O Lord, behold us at thy feet | | | | | | | |
652 | Father of all, before thy throne | | | | | | | |
653 | Did Christ o'er sinners weep | | | | | | | |
654 | O Christ, our true and only light | | | | | | | |
655 | Oh, let him whose sorrow | | | | | | | |
656 | God of my life, to thee I call | | | | | | | |
657 | Be still, my heart! these anxious cares | | | | | | | |
658 | Cast thy burden on the Lord | | | | | | | |
659 | Our times are in thy hand | | | | | | | |
660 | Welcome to me the darkest night | | | | | | | |
661 | How gentle God’s commands! | | | | | | | |
662 | Jesus, thou source of calm repose | | | | | | | |
663 | Your harps, ye trembling saints | | | | | | | |
664 | Let me but hear my Saviour say | | | | | | | |
665 | If on a quiet sea | | | | | | | |
666 | When, overwhelmed by grief | | | | | | | |
667 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
668 | Lord, through the desert drear and wide | | | | | | | |
669 | Begone, unbelief! my Saviour is near | | | | | | | |
670 | Rocked in the cradle of the deep | | | | | | | |
671 | I waited patient for the Lord | | | | | | | |
672 | Dear Father, to thy mercy-seat | | | | | | | |
673 | Still will we trust, though earth seem dark and dreary | | | | | | | |
674 | Oh, for a faith that will not shrink | | | | | | | |
675 | O Love divine, that stooped to share | | | | | | | |
676 | The billows swell; the winds are high | | | | | | | |
677 | Dear Refuge of my weary soul | | | | | | | |
678 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
679 | My rest is in heaven, my rest is not here | | | | | | | |
680 | O Lord, our strength and righteousness | | | | | | | |
681 | O Lord, how happy should we be | | | | | | | |
682 | Wait, my soul, upon the Lord | | | | | | | |
683 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
684 | Lord, my times are in thy hand | | | | | | | |
685 | Lord, it belongs not to my care | | | | | | | |
686 | If life in sorrow must be spent | | | | | | | |
687 | Thy way, O Lord, is in the sea | | | | | | | |
688 | My God, my Father, while I stray | | | | | | | |
689 | Oh, let my trembling soul be still | | | | | | | |
690 | Thy will be done, In devious way | | | | | | | |
691 | Thy way, not mine, O Lord | | | | | | | |
692 | I worship thee, sweet will of God | | | | | | | |
693 | "He leadeth me!" oh, blessed thought | | | | | | | |
694 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
695 | Laborers of Christ, arise | | | | | | | |
696 | Teach me, my God and King | | | | | | | |
697 | God's glory is a wondrous thing | | | | | | | |
698 | Sow in the morn thy seed | | | | | | | |
699 | Nothing but leaves!--the Spirit grieves | | | | | | | |
700 | Work, for the night is coming | | | | | | | |