# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
115 | Thankless for favors from on high | | | | | | | |
116 | The only cause to which we trace | | | | | | | |
117 | O God, my Sun, thy blissful rays | | | | | | | |
118 | Blest are the eyes that see | | | | | | | |
119 | What if Jehovah has a right | | | | | | | |
120 | Jesus, thy blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
121 | That our first parents sinned and fell | | | | | | | |
122 | How many do profess | | | | | | | |
123 | In keeping God's commands we find | | | | | | | |
124 | Infinite power, amazing thought | | | | | | | |
125 | We in the sacred volume find | | | | | | | |
126 | 'Tis not of him that [who] weeps and prays | | | | | | | |
127 | Lo what a glorious sight appears | | | | | | | |
128 | Let every soul awake | | | | | | | |
129 | How weak are mortals and how vain | | | | | | | |
130 | Since in the present day | | | | | | | |
131 | Since all the scriptures plainly show | | | | | | | |
132 | What blush of beauties man beholds | | | | | | | |
134 | What though this truth we all confess | | | | | | | |
134b | Grateful songs and anthems bring | | | | | | | |
135 | Now begin the heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
136 | How many Christians think and say | | | | | | | |
138 | Faith is the brightest evidence | | | | | | | |
139 | Hail, thou once despised Jesus | | | | | | | |
139b | And is the gospel peace and love | | | | | | | |
140 | Into discussion let us bring | | | | | | | |
142 | As God, the author of our race | | | | | | | |
143 | Now shall our tongues with rapture tell | | | | | | | |
144 | If there were not a Christ for me | | | | | | | |
145 | Cease here longer to detain me | | | | | | | |
147 | When we remember we must die | | | | | | | |
148 | Death, thou art welcome to my arms Attended by a thousand charms | | | | | | | |
149 | This is among our Lord's commands | | | | | | | |
150 | Is it the voice of God we hear | | | | | | | |
151 | If our salvation is by grace | | | | | | | |
152 | Bold is the man, who dares to curse | | | | | | | |
153 | If faith in Christ, the Son of God | | | | | | | |
154 | Sons of Adam, why despair | | | | | | | |
154b | As flesh and blood inherit not | | | | | | | |
155 | Dear brother, through this very day | | | | | | | |
156 | This view of God have Christians given | | | | | | | |
157 | Hark, 'tis our heavenly Leader's voice From his triumphant seat | | | | | | | |
158 | No power have mortals to conceive | | | | | | | |
159 | The joyful, happy day appears | | | | | | | |
159b | How vain the joys of time and sense | | | | | | | |
161 | Jesus Christ is risen today, Our triumphant | | | | | | | |
161b | Death, thou destroyer of our race | | | | | | | |
163 | Why sinks my weak desponding mind | | | | | | | |
163b | All liars shall their portion have | | | | | | | |
165 | How can a heaven taught soul believe | | | | | | | |
166 | Good works that have their proper place | | | | | | | |
167 | Go, saith the Lord to Moses, go | | | | | | | |
168 | Behold the morning sun | | | | | | | |
169 | When Moses got on Pisgah's top | | | | | | | |
170 | My God, how endless [lasting] is thy love | | | | | | | |
171 | The sting of death is sin | | | | | | | |
171b | When men offend the Law they know | | | | | | | |
173 | Christ Jesus whom the Father gave | | | | | | | |
174 | Except a man be born again | | | | | | | |
175 | He that is born of God | | | | | | | |
175b | Jesus Christ, my soul believes | | | | | | | |
177 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers | | | | | | | |
178 | The man enlightened from on high | | | | | | | |
179 | Thy life I read, my dearest [blessed] [gracious)],Lord | | | | | | | |
180 | Goodness consists in doing good | | | | | | | |
180b | Why do we murmur and repine | | | | | | | |
181 | Sin is the common enemy | | | | | | | |
182 | With joy we meditate the [thy] grace | | | | | | | |
183 | Could I of all perfection boast | | | | | | | |
184 | Jesus, we bless thy Father's name | | | | | | | |
185 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
186 | Come, though we can truly sing | | | | | | | |
187 | Great God, the nations of the earth Are by creation thine | | | | | | | |
188 | Go search the fields of nature through | | | | | | | |
189 | As showers on meadows newly mown | | | | | | | |
190 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
191 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
192 | Raise your triumphant songs | | | | | | | |
193 | Jehovah hath a certain aim | | | | | | | |
194 | We read that God is love | | | | | | | |
194b | Hath not the potter power and skill | | | | | | | |
196 | We bless thee, Lord, thou ever just | | | | | | | |
197 | Come, let us take a sharp survey | | | | | | | |
198 | Lord, what a rage thy foes are in | | | | | | | |
199 | Come, let us join in sacred songs | | | | | | | |
199b | Now God I see in every thing | | | | | | | |
200 | Not only of the Jew is Christ the living head | | | | | | | |
201 | Come, pharisee and hypocrite | | | | | | | |
202 | Mortals, by faith this very day Behold the Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
203 | No peace my starving soul can find | | | | | | | |
204 | O is my heart of marble made | | | | | | | |
205 | God hath in Zion laid | | | | | | | |
205b | From worship now thy church dismiss | | | | | | | |
206 | Why all this speed, ye pilgrims say | | | | | | | |
207 | When God almighty, wise and just | | | | | | | |
208 | What is this within me burning | | | | | | | |
209 | Now faith and hope abide | | | | | | | |
210 | When Jesus to the earth shall come | | | | | | | |