# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
101 | Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart | | | | | | | |
102 | The Saviour! O, what endless charms | | | | | | | |
103 | Jesus, in thy transporting name | | | | | | | |
104 | Ye humble souls, approach your God | | | | | | | |
105 | My Shepherd will supply my need | | | | | | | |
106 | How blest the sacred tie that binds | | | | | | | |
107 | Jesus demands this heart of mine | | | | | | | |
108 | When darkness long has veiled my mind | | | | | | | |
109 | Far from my thoughts, vain world, be gone | | | | | | | |
110 | Here at thy cross, incarnate God | | | | | | | |
111 | Through every age, eternal God | | | | | | | |
112 | From deep distress, and troubled thoughts | | | | | | | |
113 | My spirit sinks within me, Lord | | | | | | | |
114 | From every stormy wind that blows | | | | | | | |
115 | O God, I would look up to thee | | | | | | | |
116 | Light of the soul! O, Saviour blest! | | | | | | | |
117 | 'Tis gone, that bright and orbéd blaze | | | | | | | |
118 | With tearful eyes I look around | | | | | | | |
119 | Sweet is the work, my God, my King | | | | | | | |
120 | Ere to the world again we go | | | | | | | |
121 | Return, O wand'rer to thy home | | | | | | | |
122 | Return, O wanderer, return | | | | | | | |
123 | Oppress'd with noon-day's scorching heat | | | | | | | |
124 | Come, sinner, to the Gospel feast | | | | | | | |
125 | In duties and in sufferings too | | | | | | | |
126 | O Lord, behold us at thy feet | | | | | | | |
127 | When earthly joys glide swift away | | | | | | | |
128 | Sinners, the voice of God regard | | | | | | | |
129 | Saviour, I look to thee | | | | | | | |
130 | My faith looks up to thee | | | | | | | |
131 | Lamb of God, whose bleeding love | | | | | | | |
132 | Wretched, helpless, and distressed | | | | | | | |
133 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
134 | My God, permit my tongue | | | | | | | |
135 | In wakeful hours of night | | | | | | | |
136 | Come, sound his praise abroad | | | | | | | |
137 | Come to the house of prayer | | | | | | | |
138 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
139 | Sow in the morn thy seed | | | | | | | |
140 | The Spirit in our hearts | | | | | | | |
141 | Blest Comforter divine | | | | | | | |
142 | God, how endless is thy love! | | | | | | | |
143 | God of the morning, at whose voice | | | | | | | |
144 | In sleep's serene oblivion laid | | | | | | | |
145 | Bless, O my soul, the living God | | | | | | | |
146 | Blest hour, when mortal man retires | | | | | | | |
147 | With all my powers of heart and tongue | | | | | | | |
148 | Jesus, thy boundless love to me | | | | | | | |
149 | New every morning is the love | | | | | | | |
150 | The pity of the Lord | | | | | | | |
151 | To-morrow, Lord! is thine! | | | | | | | |
152 | 'Tis God the Spirit leads | | | | | | | |
153 | O Lord, thy work revive | | | | | | | |
154 | Thy way, not mine, O Lord | | | | | | | |
155 | Thou God of sovereign grace | | | | | | | |
156 | O God of Abra'm, hear | | | | | | | |
157 | While my Redeemer's near | | | | | | | |
158 | Thus far the Lord has led me on | | | | | | | |
159 | Great God, to thee my evening song | | | | | | | |
160 | Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will | | | | | | | |
161 | To us remains nor place nor time | | | | | | | |
162 | Where two or three with sweet accord | | | | | | | |
163 | Jesus, we bow before thy throne | | | | | | | |
164 | The Lord, how wondrous are his ways! | | | | | | | |
165 | Behold a Stranger at the door! | | | | | | | |
166 | Awake, my soul, to joyful lays | | | | | | | |
167 | Come, O my soul , in sacred lays | | | | | | | |
168 | Great God, let all my tuneful powers | | | | | | | |
169 | Jesus, the spring of joys divine | | | | | | | |
170 | Sovereign of worlds! display thy power | | | | | | | |
171 | Our Lord is risen from the dead | | | | | | | |
172 | Be thou, O God, exalted high | | | | | | | |
173 | With all my powers of heart and tongue | | | | | | | |
174 | Ye nations round the earth rejoice | | | | | | | |
175 | What sinners value, I resign | | | | | | | |
176 | From all that dwell below the skies | | | | | | | |
177 | Jehovah reigns; he dwells in light | | | | | | | |
178 | 'Tis midnight--and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
179 | Brought forth to judgment, Jesus stands | | | | | | | |
180 | He reigns! the Lord, the Saviour reigns! | | | | | | | |
181 | Around the Saviour's lofty throne | | | | | | | |
182 | Loud hallelujahs to the Lord | | | | | | | |
183 | Jehovah reigns; he dwells in light | | | | | | | |
184 | Jehovah reigns; his throne is high | | | | | | | |
185 | Sweet is the light of Sabbath eve | | | | | | | |
186 | Ere mountains reared their forms sublime | | | | | | | |
187 | There is a region lovelier far | | | | | | | |
188 | Why droops my soul with grief oppressed? | | | | | | | |
189 | Be still! be still! for all around | | | | | | | |
190 | Awhile they rest within the tomb | | | | | | | |
191 | O sacred Head once wounded | | | | | | | |
192 | I lay my sins on Jesus | | | | | | | |
193 | Lord God of my salvation | | | | | | | |
194 | Why sinks my soul desponding | | | | | | | |
195 | Before thy cross lamenting | | | | | | | |
196 | What soft delight the peaceful bosom warms | | | | | | | |
197 | Here, O my Lord, I see thee face to face | | | | | | | |
198 | Thou hast provided midnight's hour of peace | | | | | | | |
199 | Along the banks where Babel's current flows | | | | | | | |
200 | Again returns the day of holy rest | | | | | | | |