# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
e142 | We speak of the realms of the blest | | | | | | | |
e143 | And must I be to judgment brought | | | | | | | |
e144 | Assist thy servant, Lord | | | | | | | |
e145 | Come, thou Fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
e146 | Each cooing dove and sighing bough | | | | | | | |
e147 | I have a never-failing bank | | | | | | | |
e148 | Jesus bought me with his blood | | | | | | | |
e149 | Jesus I love, for his heart is good | | | | | | | |
e150 | Jesus, my Saviour, to Bethlehem came | | | | | | | |
e151 | Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone | | | | | | | |
e152 | My Father is rich in houses and lands | | | | | | | |
e153 | O dear Redeemer, dying Lamb | | | | | | | |
e154 | One day as I was walking | | | | | | | |
e155 | There is a gate that stands ajar | | | | | | | |
e156 | There was Naaman, the leper, that honorable man | | | | | | | |
e157 | To the gospel plow hold on! hold on! | | | | | | | |
e158 | What ship is this you are sailing in? | | | | | | | |
e159 | What vessel are you sailing in? | | | | | | | |
e160 | When I'm happy, hear me sing | | | | | | | |
e161 | Who, who are these beside the chilly wave | | | | | | | |
e162 | Redeemed, how I love to proclaim it | | | | | | | |
e163 | I hear the din of battle | | | | | | | |
e164 | My hope is built on nothing less | | | | | | | |
e165 | He healeth me, O bless His name! | | | | | | | |
e166 | In thee, Jesus, I am hiding, thou art mine | | | | | | | |
e167 | O for a thousand tongues, to sing | | | | | | | |
e168 | While on earth Christ freely healed | | | | | | | |
e169 | Saved to the uttermost: I am the Lord's | | | | | | | |
e170 | I love the name of Jesus | | | | | | | |
e171 | I love to tell the story | | | | | | | |
e172 | O, turn not back in the Christian race | | | | | | | |
e173 | At the feast of Belshazzar and a thousand of his lords | | | | | | | |
e174 | I will tell the world around me | | | | | | | |
e175 | Your garments must be white as snow | | | | | | | |
e176 | We are sweeping through the land | | | | | | | |
e177 | There are angels hov'ring round | | | | | | | |
e178 | God be with you till we meet again | | | | | | | |