# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
306 | O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
307 | Far from my [our] thoughts, vain world, be gone | | | | | | | |
308 | While others pray for the grace to die | | | | | | | |
309 | Now whilst I try my heart | | | | | | | |
310 | My spirit longeth [longs] for Thee, Within my troubled breast | | | | | | | |
311 | Religion is the chief concern | | | | | | | |
312 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
313 | O that I could forever dwell | | | | | | | |
314 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
315 | O that the Lord would guide my [our] ways | | | | | | | |
316 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
317 | O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above | | | | | | | |
318 | Zeal is that [the] pure and heavenly flame | | | | | | | |
319 | If I must die, O, let me die, With hope | | | | | | | |
320 | I know that my Redeemer lives, what comfort this | | | | | | | |
321 | Know, my soul, thy full salvation | | | | | | | |
322 | Once, O Lord, thy garden flourished | | | | | | | |
323 | I once enjoyed my Lord | | | | | | | |
324 | Alas alas why is it so | | | | | | | |
325 | See in the vineyard of the Lord | | | | | | | |
326 | Jesus, let thy pitying eye | | | | | | | |
327 | Our heavenly Father calls, And Christ invites | | | | | | | |
328 | If Paul in C'sar's court must stand | | | | | | | |
329 | From all that's mortal, all that's vain | | | | | | | |
330 | Call Jehovah thy salvation | | | | | | | |
331 | Redeemed ones the heirs of God | | | | | | | |
332 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
333 | And do we hope to be with him | | | | | | | |
334 | When Jesus, our great Master, came | | | | | | | |
335 | Now I resolve with all my heart | | | | | | | |
336 | O Lord, how full of sweet content | | | | | | | |
337 | O who'll stand up for Jesus | | | | | | | |
338 | Take up thy cross, the Savior said, If thou wouldst my disciple be | | | | | | | |
339 | In trouble and in grief, O God | | | | | | | |
340 | Except a man himself deny | | | | | | | |
341 | The cross of Jesus purifies | | | | | | | |
342 | Strait [straight] is the way [gate], the door is strait [straight] | | | | | | | |
343 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
344 | Faith is the brightest evidence | | | | | | | |
345 | O, for a faith that will not shrink | | | | | | | |
346 | Faith is the Spirit's sweet control | | | | | | | |
347 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
348 | O for an overcoming faith | | | | | | | |
349 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
350 | When floating on [o'er] [in] life's troubled sea | | | | | | | |
351 | Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews | | | | | | | |
352 | Our God is love, and all his saints | | | | | | | |
353 | How sweet, how [and] heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
354 | Let Pharisees of high esteem | | | | | | | |
355 | Savior, teach me, day by day, love's sweet lesson to obey | | | | | | | |
356 | From whence doth this love and this union | | | | | | | |
357 | How happy is the Christian's state [mind] | | | | | | | |
358 | Joy is a [the] fruit that will not grow | | | | | | | |
359 | 'Tis religion that can give sweetest pleasures | | | | | | | |
360 | Blest is the man who [that] shuns the place | | | | | | | |
361 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
362 | My drowsy powers, why sleep ye [you] so | | | | | | | |
363 | Come, let us search our ways [hearts] and try [see] | | | | | | | |
364 | Blest is the man whose bowels move | | | | | | | |
365 | The importance of a sacred rite | | | | | | | |
366 | The Christian knows his God aright | | | | | | | |
367 | When we cannot see our way Let us [We should] trust and still obey | | | | | | | |
368 | O thou who hast at thy command | | | | | | | |
369 | Teach me yet more of thy blest ways | | | | | | | |
370 | Great Author of the immortal mind | | | | | | | |
371 | Through tribulation [tribulations] deep | | | | | | | |
372 | Guide us, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
373 | In all my Lord's appointed ways | | | | | | | |
374 | What poor despised company | | | | | | | |
375 | O when shall all these trials cease | | | | | | | |
376 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
377 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
378 | Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire | | | | | | | |
379 | Thou great first Cause, least understood | | | | | | | |
380 | I asked the Lord that I might grow | | | | | | | |
381 | I want a heart to pray | | | | | | | |
382 | Lord, in thy courts we now appear | | | | | | | |
383 | I often say my prayers, but do I ever pray | | | | | | | |
384 | Savior, visit Thy [our] plantation, grant us Lord, a gracious rain | | | | | | | |
385 | Prayer is the breath of God in man | | | | | | | |
386 | Let sinners take their course | | | | | | | |
387 | Prayer is [was] appointed to convey | | | | | | | |
388 | Rise, O my [our] soul [souls], pursue the path[way] | | | | | | | |
389 | Awake my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
390 | O Lord, help me to live | | | | | | | |
391 | Speak gently to the erring one [ones] | | | | | | | |
392 | Wouldst thou an erring soul redeem | | | | | | | |
393 | Chide mildly the erring | | | | | | | |
394 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
395 | Thus I resolved before the Lord | | | | | | | |
396 | Ye servant [servants] of the Lord, Each in his [your] office waits | | | | | | | |
397 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
398 | Alas what hourly dangers rise | | | | | | | |
399 | Called to a sense of duty | | | | | | | |
400 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
401 | Thus far my God hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
402 | The soul [souls] that would to Jesus press | | | | | | | |
403 | Innumerable foes attack the child of God | | | | | | | |
404 | 'Tis my happiness below | | | | | | | |
405 | When converts first begin to sing | | | | | | | |