# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d102 | On the mountain [mountain's] top appearing | | | | | | | |
d103 | Our souls by [in] love together knit [drawn] [joined] | | | | | | | |
d104 | People of the living God! I have sought the world | | | | | | | |
d105 | Pilgrims, with pleasure let us part | | | | | | | |
d106 | Poor mourning souls, in deep distress | | | | | | | |
d107 | Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire | | | | | | | |
d108 | Precious Bible, what a treasure | | | | | | | |
d109 | Remember thy Creator, While youth's fair spring | | | | | | | |
d110 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d111 | Savior, visit Thy [our] plantation, grant us Lord, a gracious rain | | | | | | | |
d112 | Saw ye not the cloud arise | | | | | | | |
d113 | Saw ye [you] my Savior, saw ye [you] my Savior | | | | | | | |
d114 | See, from Zion's sacred mountain | | | | | | | |
d115 | See, the eternal Judge descending | | | | | | | |
d116 | Sinner, art thou [are you] still secure [sincere] | | | | | | | |
d117 | Sinner [sinners] turn, why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d118 | Sovereign grace has [hath] power alone | | | | | | | |
d119 | Stay, thou insulted [long suffering] Spirit | | | | | | | |
d120 | Stop, poor sinner [sinners], stop and think | | | | | | | |
d121 | Sweet the time, exceeding sweet | | | | | | | |
d122 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
d123 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
d124 | The Lord into his garden comes | | | | | | | |
d125 | The Son of Man they did betray | | | | | | | |
d126 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
d127 | Thee will we praise, eternal King | | | | | | | |
d128 | There is a land of pleasure, Where streams of joy forever roll | | | | | | | |
d129 | This is the field, the world below, In which the sower | | | | | | | |
d130 | This world is all a fleeting show | | | | | | | |
d131 | Thou God of glorious majesty | | | | | | | |
d132 | Though trouble assail us, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
d133 | Through tribulation [tribulations] deep | | | | | | | |
d134 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
d135 | 'Tis finished, the conflict is past | | | | | | | |
d136 | 'Tis my happiness below | | | | | | | |
d137 | To leave my dear friends, and with [from] my neighbors [kindred] to depart | | | | | | | |
d138 | Today if ye [you] will hear his voice | | | | | | | |
d139 | Unclean, unclean, and full of sin | | | | | | | |
d140 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
d141 | Vain man [men], thy [your] fond pursuits forbear | | | | | | | |
d142 | Wandering pilgrim [pilgrims], mourning Christian [Christians] | | | | | | | |
d143 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
d144 | We feel that heaven is now begun | | | | | | | |
d145 | Welcome thou belov'd of God | | | | | | | |
d146 | We've found the rock, the traveler cries [travelers cried] | | | | | | | |
d147 | What heavenly music do I [we] hear | | | | | | | |
d148 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
d149 | When converts first begin to sing | | | | | | | |
d150 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |
d151 | When shall we three meet again | | | | | | | |
d152 | When souls are first converted | | | | | | | |
d153 | When thy mortal life is fled | | | | | | | |
d154 | When we recount life's danger o'er | | | | | | | |
d155 | Where two or three, with sweet accord | | | | | | | |
d156 | Whither goest thou, pilgrim stranger | | | | | | | |
d157 | Within these doors assembled now | | | | | | | |
d158 | Yes, my native land, I love thee | | | | | | | |
d159 | Yes, we trust the day is breaking | | | | | | | |
d160 | Young ladies, now we look to you | | | | | | | |
d161 | Young people, all, attention give | | | | | | | |