# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
H334 | Oh for a heart to praise my God | | | | | | | |
H335 | O for a glance of heavenly day | | | | | | | |
H336 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
H337 | Strange and mysterious is my life | | | | | | | |
H338 | Lord, I believe a rest remains | | | | | | | |
H339 | Saviour, whene'er I search my heart | | | | | | | |
H340 | Ever patient, gentle, meek | | | | | | | |
H341 | Art thou acquainted, O my soul | | | | | | | |
H342 | Searcher of hearts! to thee are known | | | | | | | |
H343 | The stars which are conceal'd | | | | | | | |
H344 | Why, O my soul, so cold and dead | | | | | | | |
H345 | Thy miracles of love | | | | | | | |
H346 | Awaked by Sinai's awful sound | | | | | | | |
H347 | Say, sinner, hath a voice within | | | | | | | |
H348 | There is a time--we know not when | | | | | | | |
H349 | Sinner, art thou still secure? | | | | | | | |
H350 | There is a place of wo unmix'd | | | | | | | |
H351 | O time, how few thy value weigh! | | | | | | | |
H352 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
H353 | The rush may rise where waters flow | | | | | | | |
H354 | The King of heaven his table spreads | | | | | | | |
H355 | Afflicted soul! to Christ draw near | | | | | | | |
H356 | The voice of free grace | | | | | | | |
H357 | Sinners, will you scorn the message | | | | | | | |
H358 | Cease thou from man; oh, what to thee | | | | | | | |
H359 | Behold a stranger at the door | | | | | | | |
H360 | Mourner! art thou conscience stricken | | | | | | | |
H361 | Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched | | | | | | | |
H362 | Blow ye the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
H363 | Come, trembling sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
H364 | O turn ye, O turn ye, for why will ye die | | | | | | | |
H365 | Sovereign grace hath power alone | | | | | | | |
H366 | To-day, if ye will hear His voice | | | | | | | |
H367 | Sweet is the time of spring | | | | | | | |
H368 | My Saviour bids me come | | | | | | | |
H369 | "Mercy, O thou son of David!" | | | | | | | |
H370 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord! | | | | | | | |
H371 | With tearful eyes I look around | | | | | | | |
H372 | Light beams upon my inward eye | | | | | | | |
H373 | My only Saviour! when I feel | | | | | | | |
H374 | How sad our state by nature is! | | | | | | | |
H375 | Lord, thou hast won; at length I yield | | | | | | | |
H376 | Jesus, the sinner's friend, to thee | | | | | | | |
H377 | Jesus, I my cross have taken | | | | | | | |
H378 | Beset with snares on every hand | | | | | | | |
H379 | Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone | | | | | | | |
H380 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
H381 | Come, thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
H382 | People of the living God | | | | | | | |
H383 | When with my mind devoutly prest | | | | | | | |
H384 | Again the orient light is shining | | | | | | | |
H385 | I come, my Lord to offer up to thee | | | | | | | |
H386 | O thou by long experience tried | | | | | | | |
H387 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
H388 | Israel's Shepherd, guide me, feed me | | | | | | | |
H389 | Let others ask for transient mirth | | | | | | | |
H390 | Oft in danger, and in woe | | | | | | | |
H391 | To thee, my God and Saviour | | | | | | | |
H392 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
H393 | Here is my heart!--my God, I give it thee | | | | | | | |
H394 | "My times are in thy hand" | | | | | | | |
H395 | Nearer, my God, to thee | | | | | | | |
H396 | How happy is the Christian's lot! | | | | | | | |
H397 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
H398 | How happy are they | | | | | | | |
H399 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
H400 | I was a grovelling creature once | | | | | | | |
H401 | Why should I fear the darkest hour | | | | | | | |
H402 | Let us love, and sing, and wonder | | | | | | | |
H403 | The ransom'd spirit to her home | | | | | | | |
H404 | Oh tell me no more | | | | | | | |
H405 | There is a thought can lift the soul | | | | | | | |
H406 | When I can trust my all with God | | | | | | | |
H407 | Green pastures and clear streams | | | | | | | |
H408 | Watchman, onward to your stations | | | | | | | |
H409 | Mark'd as the purpose of the skies | | | | | | | |
H410 | Hark! the song of Jubilee | | | | | | | |
H411 | Watchman! tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
H412 | Yes, we trust the day is breaking | | | | | | | |
H413 | O'er the gloomy hills of darkness | | | | | | | |
H414 | On the mountain's top appearing | | | | | | | |
H415 | Now be the gospel banner | | | | | | | |
H416 | Night wraps the land where Jesus spoke | | | | | | | |
H417 | Rise, daughter of Zion, thy mourning is o'er | | | | | | | |
H418 | Thou God of glorious majesty! | | | | | | | |
H419 | And am I born to die | | | | | | | |
H420 | My soul, this curious house of clay | | | | | | | |
H421 | How blest the righteous when he dies | | | | | | | |
H422 | Deathless principle, arise | | | | | | | |
H423 | O Lamb of God, my Saviour! | | | | | | | |
H424 | "Forever with the Lord!" | | | | | | | |
H425 | When waves of trouble round me swell | | | | | | | |
H426 | The thought that I must leave ere long | | | | | | | |
H427 | O weep not for me! I can never be blest | | | | | | | |
H428 | Father, when thy child is dying | | | | | | | |
H429 | O much beloved! fear not to die | | | | | | | |
H430 | Hark! what voice of love is speaking | | | | | | | |
H431 | God of my life! thy boundless grace | | | | | | | |
H432 | Come, let us anew | | | | | | | |
H433 | Friend after friend departs | | | | | | | |