# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | Ah how shall fallen man | | | | | | | |
d2 | Astonished and distressed | | | | | | | |
d3 | Before Jehovah's awful throne | | | | | | | |
d4 | Behold there comes an hour unknown | | | | | | | |
d5 | Broad is the road [stream] that leads to death [wrath] | | | | | | | |
d6 | Come, bless Jehovah's name | | | | | | | |
d7 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
d8 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
d9 | Depth of mercy, can there be, Mercy still reserved for me? | | | | | | | |
d10 | Earth has nothing sweet or fair | | | | | | | |
d11 | Give to our God [the Lord] immortal praise | | | | | | | |
d12 | God is love, his mercy brightens | | | | | | | |
d13 | Holy, holy, holy, Lord self existant deity | | | | | | | |
d14 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
d15 | I will follow thee, my Savior, wheresoe'er my lot | | | | | | | |
d16 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d17 | Kingdoms and thrones to God belong | | | | | | | |
d18 | Live while you live | | | | | | | |
d19 | Lo he comes with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
d20 | Look ye saints the sight is glorious | | | | | | | |
d21 | Lord, I am vile, conceived in sin | | | | | | | |
d22 | Lord, where shall guilty souls retire | | | | | | | |
d23 | Loud hallelujahs to the Lord | | | | | | | |
d24 | O the amazing pomp of that tremendous day | | | | | | | |
d25 | O turn ye [you], O turn ye [you], for why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d26 | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
d27 | Sinner [sinners] turn, why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d28 | Stand up, my soul [our souls], shake off thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
d29 | The day approacheth [approaches], O my soul | | | | | | | |
d30 | The heavens declare thy glory, Lord, in every star | | | | | | | |
d31 | The Lord, the Judge, before his throne | | | | | | | |
d32 | There is a time, we know not when | | | | | | | |
d33 | Think gently of the erring one | | | | | | | |
d34 | Today if ye [you] will hear his voice | | | | | | | |
d35 | Vain are the hopes the [that] sons of men | | | | | | | |
d36 | Where art thou, son, Adam, alas, is lost | | | | | | | |
d37 | With one consent let all the earth | | | | | | | |
d38 | Ye angels, put the sickle in | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]