# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
101 | O Lord, forgive a sinful child | | | | | | | |
102 | Approach, my soul, the mercy seat | | | | | | | |
103 | Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend | | | | | | | |
104 | Faith is a precious grace | | | | | | | |
105 | Just as I am, without one plea | | | | | | | |
106 | O love, thou bottomless [fathomless] abyss | | | | | | | |
107 | Hail, Alpha and Omega, hail | | | | | | | |
108 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
109 | The Savior's blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
110 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
111 | Not all the blood of beast [beasts], On Jewish altars | | | | | | | |
112 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
113 | I hear the words of love | | | | | | | |
114 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
115 | Forever here my rest shall [will] be, close | | | | | | | |
116 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
117 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
118 | Not what these hands have done can save | | | | | | | |
119 | I lay my sins on Jesus | | | | | | | |
120 | Present your bodies to the Lord | | | | | | | |
121 | Lord, take my heart just as it is | | | | | | | |
122 | Grant, most gracious Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
123 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
124 | Witness, ye men and angels, now | | | | | | | |
125 | What shall I render to my God for all his kindness shown | | | | | | | |
126 | When we devote our youth to God | | | | | | | |
127 | Lord, I am thine, entirely thine, Purchased and saved by blood divine | | | | | | | |
128 | My God [O God], accept my [our] heart [hearts] this day | | | | | | | |
129 | My God the covenant of thy love abides forever sure | | | | | | | |
130 | One there is above all others, well [who] deserves | | | | | | | |
131 | Jesus, thy love exceeds by far | | | | | | | |
132 | Thee will I love, my strength and tower, My soul with love to thee inspire | | | | | | | |
133 | I'll glory in nothing but only in Jesus | | | | | | | |
134 | Dearest Jesus, come to me | | | | | | | |
135 | O could we but love that Savior | | | | | | | |
136 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
137 | I love the Lord, he lent an ear | | | | | | | |
138 | Jesus makes my heart rejoice | | | | | | | |
139 | Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb | | | | | | | |
140 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
141 | My God, I love Thee, not because I hope for heaven | | | | | | | |
142 | I was a wandering sheep | | | | | | | |
143 | I love the Lord, who died for me | | | | | | | |
144 | Love is the theme of saints above | | | | | | | |
145 | How sweet, how [and] heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
146 | Blest is the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
147 | Little children, love each other, Is the blessed Savior's rule | | | | | | | |
148 | Children, do you love each other | | | | | | | |
149 | The lambs of Jesus, who are they but children | | | | | | | |
150 | Blest are they, supremely blest | | | | | | | |
151 | How great the bliss to be a sheep of Jesus | | | | | | | |
152 | If Christ is mine, then all is mine | | | | | | | |
153 | Happiness, delightful name | | | | | | | |
154 | My God, the spring of all my joys | | | | | | | |
155 | Thou, Jesu [Jesus], art our King | | | | | | | |
156 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
157 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
158 | Awake, and sing the song of Moses and the Lamb | | | | | | | |
159 | To God the only wise, our Savior and our King | | | | | | | |
160 | Now to the Lord a noble [joyful] song | | | | | | | |
161 | Children of Jerusalem sang the praise | | | | | | | |
162 | Ye [You] servants of God [Christ] your Master proclaim | | | | | | | |
163 | Children of the heavenly king as we journey | | | | | | | |
164 | Come, let us sing of Jesus, While hearts and accents blend | | | | | | | |
165 | Who shall sing if not the children | | | | | | | |
166 | Songs of praise the angels sang | | | | | | | |
167 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
168 | Glory to the Father give, God, in whom | | | | | | | |
169 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
170 | Praise to thee, O Lord we render | | | | | | | |
171 | Praises, thanks, and adoration | | | | | | | |
172 | Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire | | | | | | | |
173 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
174 | Behold the throne of grace | | | | | | | |
175 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
176 | Go, when the morning shineth | | | | | | | |
177 | My Father, when I come to thee | | | | | | | |
178 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
179 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
180 | I'm not ashamed to own my Lord | | | | | | | |
181 | O tell me no more of this [the] world's vain [vain world's] store | | | | | | | |
182 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
183 | Hail, church of Christ, bought with his blood | | | | | | | |
184 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
185 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
186 | Stand up, my soul [our souls], shake off thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
187 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
188 | Is God my strong salvation | | | | | | | |
189 | To the hills I lift mine [my] eyes, [to] the everlasting hills | | | | | | | |
190 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
191 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
192 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
193 | When gathering clouds [storms] around I view | | | | | | | |
194 | Begone, unbelief, [for] my [our] Savior is near | | | | | | | |
195 | One prayer I have, all prayers in one | | | | | | | |
196 | Poor and needy though I be | | | | | | | |
197 | We are not orphans on the earth | | | | | | | |
198 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
199 | O how soft that bed must be | | | | | | | |
200 | My times are in Thy hand | | | | | | | |