# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
a559 | Jesus! to thy celestial light | | | | | | | |
a560 | Jesus, spotless Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
a561 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
a562 | Didst thou, dear Saviour, suffer shame | | | | | | | |
a563 | O Saviour, welcome to my heart | | | | | | | |
a564 | In vain I search creation o'er | | | | | | | |
a565 | Eternal Father, God of love | | | | | | | |
a566 | Holy and good I own the law | | | | | | | |
a567 | Blessèd Jesus, heavenly Lamb | | | | | | | |
a568 | Ye earthly vanities, depart | | | | | | | |
a569 | O thou, who hast at thy command | | | | | | | |
a570 | Father, into thy hands alone | | | | | | | |
a571 | Lord, I am thine, entirely thine | | | | | | | |
a572 | My gracious Lord, I own thy right | | | | | | | |
a573 | O love, thy sovereign aid impart | | | | | | | |
a574 | Watched by the world's malignant eye | | | | | | | |
a575 | Lord, in the strength of grace | | | | | | | |
a576 | Humble, and teachable, and mild | | | | | | | |
a577 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
a578 | How vain are all things here below | | | | | | | |
a579 | Master, I own thy lawful claim | | | | | | | |
a580 | O tell me no more | | | | | | | |
a581 | Great God, indulge my humble claim | | | | | | | |
a582 | O happy they who know the Lord | | | | | | | |
a583 | My soul, with humble fervor raise | | | | | | | |
a584 | Blest is the man who fears the Lord | | | | | | | |
a585 | Sprinkled with reconciling blood | | | | | | | |
a586 | Through all the changing scenes of life | | | | | | | |
a587 | Let me but hear my Saviour say | | | | | | | |
a588 | In vain the world's alluring smile | | | | | | | |
a589 | Had we ten thousand gifts beside | | | | | | | |
a590 | Who was saved when heaven's vast fountains | | | | | | | |
a591 | Jesus, thy blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
a592 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
a593 | My God, permit my tongue | | | | | | | |
a594 | Power from on high, O God, impart | | | | | | | |
a595 | "Abba," Father,-- Lord, we call Thee | | | | | | | |
a596 | Ye servants of the Lord | | | | | | | |
a597 | A charge to keep I have | | | | | | | |
a598 | My soul, be on thy guard | | | | | | | |
a599 | To wait for that important day | | | | | | | |
a600 | Thus far my God hath led me on | | | | | | | |
a601 | Go to dark Gethsemane | | | | | | | |
a602 | Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will | | | | | | | |
a603 | Author of good, to thee we turn | | | | | | | |
a604 | Lord, my times are in thy hand | | | | | | | |
a605 | Thou boundless Source of every good | | | | | | | |
a606 | My God, my Father, while I stray | | | | | | | |
a607 | Thy will be done! In devious way | | | | | | | |
a608 | "Father, thy will, not mine, be done!" | | | | | | | |
a609 | Father, O hear me now! | | | | | | | |
a610 | O thou, who driest the mourner's tear | | | | | | | |
a611 | Thou refuge of my weary soul | | | | | | | |
a612 | As strangers here below | | | | | | | |
a613 | Son of God, thy blessing grant | | | | | | | |
a614 | In every trying hour | | | | | | | |
a615 | Wait on the Lord, ye heirs of hope | | | | | | | |
a616 | Lord, through the dubious paths of life | | | | | | | |
a617 | 'T is my happiness below | | | | | | | |
a618 | God of my life, to thee I call | | | | | | | |
a619 | Consider all my sorrows, Lord | | | | | | | |
a620 | How tender is thy hand | | | | | | | |
a621 | How sweet on thy bosom to rest | | | | | | | |
a622 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
a623 | As the chased hart, midst sultry beams | | | | | | | |
a624 | O God, to thee my sinking soul | | | | | | | |
a625 | And can my heart aspire so high | | | | | | | |
a626 | O thou, whose compassionate care | | | | | | | |
a627 | I'll think upon the woes | | | | | | | |
a628 | Jesus, my King, proclaims the war | | | | | | | |
a629 | Awake, my drowsy soul, awake | | | | | | | |
a630 | O speed thee, Christian, on thy way | | | | | | | |
a631 | Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears | | | | | | | |
a632 | God is my strong salvation | | | | | | | |
a633 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
a634 | Arise, ye saints, arise! | | | | | | | |
a635 | Hark! how the gospel trumpet sounds | | | | | | | |
a636 | Hark, how the watchmen cry! | | | | | | | |
a637 | Soldiers of Christ, arise | | | | | | | |
a638 | Equip me for the war | | | | | | | |
a639 | Pray, without ceasing, pray | | | | | | | |
a640 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
a641 | Gird thy loins up, Christian soldier | | | | | | | |
a642 | Awake, my soul, lift up thine eyes | | | | | | | |
a643 | Our Captain leads us on | | | | | | | |
a644 | Oft in sorrow and in woe | | | | | | | |
a645 | Be firm and be faithful | | | | | | | |
a646 | Soldiers of the cross, arise! | | | | | | | |
a647 | Sow in the morn thy seed | | | | | | | |
a648 | Run, Christian racer, run! | | | | | | | |
a649 | Work, and thou wilt bless the day | | | | | | | |
a650 | Life is the time to serve the Lord | | | | | | | |
a651 | O God, how often hath thine ear | | | | | | | |
a652 | O thou, who all things canst control | | | | | | | |
a653 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
a654 | My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so? | | | | | | | |
a655 | When, O my Saviour, shall it be | | | | | | | |
a656 | As pants the hart for cooling streams | | | | | | | |
a657 | And wilt thou yet be found | | | | | | | |
a658 | O that I were as heretofore | | | | | | | |