# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
801 | Quench not the spirit of the Lord | | | | | | | |
802 | O thou that hearest prayer, attend | | | | | | | |
803 | O that the Comforter would come | | | | | | | |
804 | O Spirit of the living God, In all thy plenitude | | | | | | | |
805 | Father of heav'n, whose love profound | | | | | | | |
806 | Glory to God the Father's name | | | | | | | |
807 | Father, in whom we live, In whom we are and move | | | | | | | |
808 | Beyond the glittering, starry globe [globes] [sky] [skies] | | | | | | | |
809 | The Lord, the sovereign King hath [has] fixed his throne on high | | | | | | | |
810 | Great God, to what a glorious height | | | | | | | |
811 | Fair shines the morning star | | | | | | | |
812 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
813 | Religion is the chief concern | | | | | | | |
814 | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
815 | Go watch and pray, thou canst not tell | | | | | | | |
816 | O let my trembling soul be still | | | | | | | |
817 | Broad is the road [stream] that leads to death [wrath] | | | | | | | |
818 | Come to Calvary's holy mountain, Sinners ruined by the fall | | | | | | | |
819 | The fountain flows, water of life bestowing | | | | | | | |
820 | Sinner, is thy heart at rest | | | | | | | |
821 | Poor, wildered, weeping heart | | | | | | | |
822 | Weary sinner, keep thine eyes | | | | | | | |
823 | Acquaint thyself quickly, O sinner, with God | | | | | | | |
824 | Sinner [sinners] turn, why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
825 | Delay not, delay not: O sinner [drunkard] draw near | | | | | | | |
826 | Now is the day of grace | | | | | | | |
827 | The swift declining day | | | | | | | |
828 | Sinner, rouse thee from thy sleep | | | | | | | |
829 | Be thou, O Lord, my treasure here | | | | | | | |
830 | That warning voice, O sinner, hear | | | | | | | |
831 | Great God, before thy mercy seat | | | | | | | |
832 | Am I called, and can it be | | | | | | | |
833 | Blest Jesus, when thy cross I view | | | | | | | |
834 | Where shall we sinners hide our heads | | | | | | | |
835 | Jesus, save my dying soul | | | | | | | |
836 | Ah, whither should I go | | | | | | | |
837 | Where is my [our] God, does he retire | | | | | | | |
838 | And wilt thou yet be found | | | | | | | |
839 | With guilt oppressed, bowed down with sin | | | | | | | |
840 | Come, ye weary sinners, come | | | | | | | |
841 | Hearts of stone, relent, relent | | | | | | | |
842 | To us salvation now is [has] come | | | | | | | |
843 | Rejoice, ye ransomed of the Lord | | | | | | | |
844 | This Man sinners doth receive | | | | | | | |
845 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
846 | Come, guilty sinners, come and see | | | | | | | |
847 | O love, beyond conception great | | | | | | | |
848 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
849 | O Thou from whom all goodness flows | | | | | | | |
850 | Jesus, to thy wounds I fly | | | | | | | |
851 | When all thy [your] mercies, O my [our] God [gracious Lord] | | | | | | | |
852 | Commit thou all thy griefs | | | | | | | |
853 | Sometimes a light surprises | | | | | | | |
854 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
855 | The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied | | | | | | | |
856 | God is my [our] strong salvation | | | | | | | |
857 | Awake my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
858 | God is my light, Never, my soul, despair | | | | | | | |
859 | Awake, our souls, away our fears | | | | | | | |
860 | Go to dark Gethsemane | | | | | | | |
861 | When on Sinai's top I see | | | | | | | |
862 | As much have I of worldly good | | | | | | | |
863 | Zeal is that [the] pure and heavenly flame | | | | | | | |
864 | Strive first of all thyself to know | | | | | | | |
865 | O come, thou great and gracious Power | | | | | | | |
866 | O, for a faith that will not shrink | | | | | | | |
867 | Jesus, thy blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
868 | The Lord, how tender is his love | | | | | | | |
869 | Give me the wings of faith to rise | | | | | | | |
870 | Rise, O my [our] soul [souls], pursue the path[way] | | | | | | | |
871 | When shall we all meet again? | | | | | | | |
872 | Sweet is the thought, the promise sweet | | | | | | | |
873 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
874 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
875 | Our heavenly Father, hear | | | | | | | |
876 | Savior, father, brother, friend | | | | | | | |
877 | United prayers ascend to thee eternal parent of mankind | | | | | | | |
878 | Come Holy Ghost, come from on high | | | | | | | |
879 | If human kindness meets return | | | | | | | |
880 | Bread of heaven, on thee I [we] feed | | | | | | | |
881 | O Lord, our God, arise, The cause of truth maintain | | | | | | | |
882 | On Thibet's snow capped mountains, O'er Afric's burning sand | | | | | | | |
883 | When shall the voice of singing flow | | | | | | | |
884 | Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness | | | | | | | |
885 | Shine mighty God on Zion shine | | | | | | | |
886 | Roll on, thou mighty ocean, And as thy billows | | | | | | | |
887 | Yes, my native land, I love thee | | | | | | | |
888 | O that the Lord's salvation | | | | | | | |
889 | See, how many, lately bowing | | | | | | | |
890 | Rise, crowned with light, imperial [great] Salem [city], rise | | | | | | | |
891 | Daughter of Zion, from the dust | | | | | | | |
892 | Behold the mountain of the Lord | | | | | | | |
893 | Arm of the Lord, awake, awake, put on thy strength | | | | | | | |
894 | When, Lord, to this our western land | | | | | | | |
895 | From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies | | | | | | | |
896 | The saints of earth and those above | | | | | | | |
897 | Our souls by [in] love together knit [drawn] [joined] | | | | | | | |
898 | From Calvary's sacred mountain | | | | | | | |
899 | And are we yet alive | | | | | | | |
900 | O pour thy Spirit from on high | | | | | | | |