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a377 | Sinners, turn, why will ye die? | | | | | | | |
a378 | Praise to God!-- immortal praise | | | | | | | |
a379 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me | | | | | | | |
a380 | Father, they who thee receive | | | | | | | |
a381 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
a382 | Wake the song of Jubilee | | | | | | | |
a383 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
a384 | Bread of heaven, on thee we feed | | | | | | | |
a385 | Oft in sorrow and in woe | | | | | | | |
a386 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
a387 | Lo! the Lord Jehovah liveth! | | | | | | | |
a388 | Praise to him, by whose kind favor | | | | | | | |
a389 | Saviour, breathe an evening blessing | | | | | | | |
a390 | Father, we commend our spirits | | | | | | | |
a391 | Jesus, full of all compassion | | | | | | | |
a392 | Take my heart, O Father, take it | | | | | | | |
a393 | Love divine, all love excelling | | | | | | | |
a394 | Righteous God! whose vengeful vials | | | | | | | |
a395 | Watchman, tell me, does the morning | BUCHANAN | | | | | | |
a396 | Lift the voice, and sound the trumpet | | | | | | | |
a397 | Welcome, brother, to thy station | | | | | | | |
a398 | Humble souls, who seek salvation | | | | | | | |
a399 | Hail! thou once despised Jesus | | | | | | | |
a400 | Praise the Lord; ye heavens adore him | | | | | | | |
a401 | "Mercy, O thou son of David!" | | | | | | | |
a402 | This is not my place of resting | | | | | | | |
a403 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
a404 | We are going home to Jesus | | | | | | | |
a405 | Sing a loud and joyful anthem | | | | | | | |
a406 | Lo, he comes, with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
a407a | Saviour come, thy saints are waiting | | | | | | | |
a407b | Hark! the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
a408 | Lo, he cometh; countless trumpets | | | | | | | |
a409 | Saviour, haste! our souls are waiting | | | | | | | |
a410 | Day of judgment, day of wonders! | | | | | | | |
a411 | Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious! | | | | | | | |
a412 | Lift your glad voices in triumph on high | | | | | | | |
a413 | O, worship the King, all glorious above | | | | | | | |
a414 | 'Mid scenes of affliction, with sorrow oppress'd | | | | | | | |
a415 | O Saviour of sinners, when faint and depress'd | | | | | | | |
a416 | The Lord is my shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
a417 | The night is far spent, and the day is at hand | | | | | | | |
a418 | In the hold long oppressed by earth's wearisome strife | | | | | | | |
a419 | O Zion, afflicted with wave upon wave | | | | | | | |
a420a | Thou sweet gliding Kedron, by thy silver stream | | | | | | | |
a420b | On the high cliffs of Jordan with pleasure I stand | | | | | | | |
a421 | Along the banks where Babel's current flows | | | | | | | |
a422 | Not to our names, thou only just and true | | | | | | | |
a423 | The God of glory sends his summons forth | | | | | | | |
a424 | Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish | | | | | | | |
a425 | Nearer, my God, to thee | | | | | | | |
a426 | We're going home, we've had visions bright | | | | | | | |
a427 | What seraph like music falls sweet on my ear | | | | | | | |
a428 | A fountain in Jesus which runs always free | | | | | | | |
a429 | Jesus, refuge of my soul | | | | | | | |
a430 | The glorious day is coming | | | | | | | |
a431 | O Christian, press on, tho' the pathway appears | | | | | | | |
a432 | My brother, I wish you well! | | | | | | | |
a433 | A charge to keep I have | | | | | | | |
a434 | O, give me a home in the regions of bliss | | | | | | | |
a435 | Jesus died on Calv'ry's mountain | | | | | | | |
a436 | O haste with me to seek those happy scenes | | | | | | | |
a437 | From whence doth this union arise | | | | | | | |
a438 | In the Christian's home in glory | | | | | | | |
a439 | Thro' tribulation deep | | | | | | | |
a440 | Behold, behold! the Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
a441 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
a442 | We're bound for the land of the pure and the holy | | | | | | | |
a443 | Blessed Bible, how I love it! | | | | | | | |
a444 | Meet again when life is o'er | [Meet again when life is o'er] | | | | | | |
a445 | Out on an ocean all boundless we ride | | | | | | | |
a446 | Hark, from the realms of the blest bursts a song | | | | | | | |
a447 | Weary pilgrim, why this sadness? | SWITZER | | | | | | |
a448 | Hark! an awful voice is sounding | | | | | | | |
a449 | Gently Lord, O gently lead us | | | | | | | |
a450 | I love thee, I love thee, I love thee, my Lord | | | | | | | |
a451 | I'm weary of staying-- O when shall I rest | | | | | | | |
a452 | Peace to thee, O favored one | | | | | | | |
a453 | Ye valiant soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
a454 | Bright flowing fountains now I see | | | | | | | |
a455 | I'll try to prove faithful | | | | | | | |
a456 | Child of sin and sorrow | | | | | | | |
a457 | Away, my doubts, begone my fears | | | | | | | |
a458 | Mid scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
a459 | The pleasures of earth I have seen fade away | | | | | | | |
a460 | The last lovely morning | | | | | | | |
a461 | Lift your heads, ye friends of Jesus | | | | | | | |
a462 | O God, my inmost soul convert | | | | | | | |
a463 | Come on, my partners in distress | | | | | | | |
a464 | Tell me no more of earthly toys | | | | | | | |
a465 | Salem's great King, Jesus by name | | | | | | | |
a466 | When thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come | | | | | | | |
a467 | ' 'Tis finished!' so the Saviour cried | | | | | | | |
a468 | My father God! I feel, I feel thy love | | | | | | | |
a469 | Great God, what do I see and hear! | | | | | | | |
a470 | In the rosy light of the morning bright | | | | | | | |
a471 | Lo! the time hastens on, soon the morning will dawn | | | | | | | |
a472 | There's a good time coming, it hasteth nigh | | | | | | | |
a473 | You will see your Lord a coming | OLD CHURCH YARD | | | | | | |
a474 | O turn ye, O turn ye, for why will ye die? | | | | | | | |