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197 | Jesus is gone above the skies | | | | | | | |
198 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
199 | Now, let our pains be all forgot | | | | | | | |
200a | Come, let us lift our voices high | | | | | | | |
200b | A fountain of life and of grace | | | | | | | |
201 | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor | | | | | | | |
202 | How sweet and awful is the place | | | | | | | |
203 | Sinners, obey the gospel word | | | | | | | |
204 | Come, guilty souls, and flee away | | | | | | | |
205 | O sinners, fly to Jesus' arms | | | | | | | |
206 | Let every mortal ear attend | | | | | | | |
207 | In vain we lavish out our lives | | | | | | | |
208 | The mighty God will not despise | | | | | | | |
209 | Come hither, all ye weary souls | | | | | | | |
210 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
211 | Show pity, Lord! O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
212 | Beside the gospel pool | | | | | | | |
213 | Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay | | | | | | | |
214 | Do not I love thee, O my Lord? | | | | | | | |
215 | O for a thousand tongues, to sing | | | | | | | |
216 | And am I born to die? | | | | | | | |
217 | When, marshalled on the nightly plain | | | | | | | |
218 | Let every creature join | | | | | | | |
219 | Now in the heat of youthful blood | | | | | | | |
220 | Not to condemn the sons of men | | | | | | | |
221 | Here, at thy cross, my dying God | | | | | | | |
222 | I send the joys of earth away | | | | | | | |
223 | Lord, when my thoughts with wonder roll | | | | | | | |
224 | By the poor widow's oil and meal | | | | | | | |
225 | In evil long I took delight | | | | | | | |
226 | Backsliding souls, return to God | | | | | | | |
227 | Deserters, to the camp return | | | | | | | |
228 | Oh! for a glance of heavenly day | | | | | | | |
229 | Mercy alone can meet my case | | | | | | | |
230 | In vain men talk of living faith | | | | | | | |
231 | Vain man, to boast forbear | | | | | | | |
232 | Lord of Hosts, to thee we raise | | | | | | | |
233 | When on the cross my Lord I see | | | | | | | |
234 | Eternity is just at hand | | | | | | | |
235 | Come let me love; or is my mind | | | | | | | |
236 | From thee, my God, my joys shall rise | | | | | | | |
237 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs | | | | | | | |
238 | Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
239 | My God! the spring of all my joys | | | | | | | |
240 | Dear Father, to thy mercy-seat | | | | | | | |
241a | Plung'd in a gulf of dark despair | | | | | | | |
241b | Now living waters flow | | | | | | | |
242 | My God, my life, my love | | | | | | | |
243 | My God, my portion, and my love | | | | | | | |
244 | The souls that would to Jesus press | | | | | | | |
245 | Of all the joys we mortals know | | | | | | | |
246 | Repent, the voice celestial cries | | | | | | | |
247 | When any turn from Zion's ways | | | | | | | |
248 | Love is the sweetest bud that blows | | | | | | | |
249 | Jesus, my Saviour and my God | | | | | | | |
250 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
251 | Now let our souls on wings sublime | | | | | | | |
252 | Come, happy souls, approach your God | | | | | | | |
253 | Broad is the road that leads to death | | | | | | | |
254 | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
255 | Inquiring souls who long to find | | | | | | | |
256 | When converts first begin to sing | | | | | | | |
257 | Dost thou my profit seek | | | | | | | |
258 | Come, ye that know and fear the Lord | | | | | | | |
259 | In age and feebleness extreme | | | | | | | |
260 | Joy to the world, the Lord is come | | | | | | | |
261 | Let sinners take their course | | | | | | | |
262 | Teach me the measure of my days | | | | | | | |
263 | Raise your triumphant songs | | | | | | | |
264a | Lord, what a wretched land is this | | | | | | | |
264b | Servant of God! well done | | | | | | | |
265 | Lord, what a heaven of saving grace | | | | | | | |
266 | Come, thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
267 | Upward I lift mine eyes | | | | | | | |
268 | Why should we start, and fear to die! | | | | | | | |
269 | And must this body die? | | | | | | | |
270 | Come, we that love the Lord | | | | | | | |
271a | Come away to the skies | | | | | | | |
272 | I long to see the season come | | | | | | | |
272b | Ye people away nor talk of delay | | | | | | | |
273 | From whence doth this union arise | | | | | | | |
274 | Thy works of glory, mighty Lord | | | | | | | |
275 | Hail the day that saw him rise | | | | | | | |
276 | Now to the Lord a noble song | | | | | | | |
277 | While shepherd watch'd their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
278 | Early, my God, without delay | | | | | | | |
279 | I'll praise my maker with my breath | | | | | | | |
280 | Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I | | | | | | | |
281 | Lo he cometh! countless trumpets | | | | | | | |
282 | Save me, O God! the swelling floods | | | | | | | |
283 | Gird thy loins up, Christian soldier | | | | | | | |
284 | O when shall I see Jesus | | | | | | | |
285 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
286 | I'm not asham'd to own my Lord | | | | | | | |
287 | Salvation! O the joyful sound! | | | | | | | |
288 | Vital spark of heavenly flame | | | | | | | |
289 | The name of Christ, how sweet it sounds | | | | | | | |
290 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, | | | | | | | |
291 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
292 | When thou, my righteous Judge shalt come | | | | | | | |