# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
501 | O thou, at whose almighty word | | | | | | | |
502 | Before Jehovah's awful throne | | | | | | | |
503 | The Lord, my Saviour, is my Light | | | | | | | |
504 | Now while the gospel net is cast | | | | | | | |
505 | The food on which thy children live | | | | | | | |
506 | Lord, in thy courts we now appear | | | | | | | |
507 | In thy great name, O Lord, we come | | | | | | | |
508 | In vain Apollo's pleasing tongue | | | | | | | |
509 | Gracious Father, gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
510 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
511 | What dreadful spot is this | | | | | | | |
512 | Come, thou soul transforming Spirit | | | | | | | |
513 | Blessed Lord, be thou our teacher | | | | | | | |
514 | See Felix, clothed with pomp and power | | | | | | | |
515 | Now Lord, thy heav'nly seed is sown | | | | | | | |
516 | While sinners who presume to bear | | | | | | | |
517 | Sinners, will you scorn the message | | | | | | | |
518 | What contradictions meet | | | | | | | |
519 | Awake my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
520 | Can reason comprehend a God | | | | | | | |
521 | Now, now the arduous work is o'er | | | | | | | |
522 | When on my beloved I gaze | | | | | | | |
523 | Now begin the heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
524 | Blow ye the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
525 | Hail, mighty and victorious Lord | | | | | | | |
526 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
527 | Dear refuge of my weary soul | | | | | | | |
528 | Children of the heavenly king as we journey | | | | | | | |
529 | 'Tis religion that can give sweetest pleasures | | | | | | | |
530 | Thou, who for sinners once was slain | | | | | | | |
531 | Lord, dost thou say, ask what thou wilt | | | | | | | |
532 | Since all the varying scenes of time | | | | | | | |
533 | My times of sorrow and of joy | | | | | | | |
534 | It is the Lord, enthron'd in light | | | | | | | |
535 | See the Captain of salvation | | | | | | | |
536 | What cheering words are these | | | | | | | |
537 | Now let our souls, on wings sublime | | | | | | | |
538 | If I have, Lord, ne'er yet begun | | | | | | | |
539 | Sinners, behold that downward road | | | | | | | |
540 | Come dearest Lord, and bless this day | | | | | | | |
541 | Come, let us join with one accord | | | | | | | |
542 | The Lord of Sabbath let us praise | | | | | | | |
543 | On this sweet morn my Lord arose | | | | | | | |
544 | Come dearest Lord, and feed thy sheep | | | | | | | |
545 | O happy souls, who dwell above | | | | | | | |
546a | Today the Saviour rose | | | | | | | |
546b | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
547 | Awake our drowsy souls, shake off | | | | | | | |
548 | Welcome, delightful morn | | | | | | | |
549 | Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord we love | | | | | | | |
550 | Frequent the day of God returns | | | | | | | |
551 | God of sabbath, Isr'l's Lord | | | | | | | |
552 | Dear friends, as you have owned | | | | | | | |
553 | Lord, I am thine, entirely thine | | | | | | | |
554 | Pity a helpless sinner, Lord | | | | | | | |
555 | How pleasing is the sight, to see | | | | | | | |
556 | Daughters of Zion, ye who sing | | | | | | | |
557 | Here at thy table, Lord, we meet to feed | | | | | | | |
558 | Great God, we now surround thy board | | | | | | | |
559 | Lord, at thy table we behold | | | | | | | |
560 | Is this my Jesus, this my God | | | | | | | |
561 | All ye that pass by | | | | | | | |
562 | When I view my Saviour bleeding | | | | | | | |
563 | When any turn from Zion's way | | | | | | | |
564 | Thou only Sovereign of my heart | | | | | | | |
565 | Long ere the sun began his days | | | | | | | |
566 | Salvation through our dying God | | | | | | | |
567 | Jesus' precious name excels | | | | | | | |
568 | Salvation how precious the sound | | | | | | | |
569 | Jesus is our great salvation | | | | | | | |
570 | From Jesse's Root, behold a Branch arise | | | | | | | |
571 | In form I long had bow'd the knee | | | | | | | |
572 | How are Thy servants blest, O Lord! | | | | | | | |
573 | Thy providence, great God, we praise | | | | | | | |
574 | Praise ye the Lord, O blissful theme | | | | | | | |
575 | Thou, who didst form the rolling spheres | | | | | | | |
576 | Now the long wished for spring is come | | | | | | | |
577 | Great God, at thy command | | | | | | | |
578 | Great God, we view thy chastening hand | | | | | | | |
579 | The Lord hath heard his people's cries | | | | | | | |
580 | Lord of the earth, and sea, and skies | | | | | | | |
581 | Great God, to Thee, with cheerful songs | | | | | | | |
582 | To praise the ever-bounteous Lord | | | | | | | |
583 | See how the little toiling ant | | | | | | | |
584 | Great God, as seasons disappear | | | | | | | |
585 | See how rude winter's icy hand | | | | | | | |
586 | Stern winter throws his icy chains | | | | | | | |
587 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
588 | Didst thou, dear Jesus, suffer shame | | | | | | | |
589 | When some kind shepherd from his fold | | | | | | | |
590 | Pity, Lord, thy straying sheep | | | | | | | |
591 | Who hath our report believed | | | | | | | |
592 | O thou, before whose gracious throne | | | | | | | |
593 | My soul, the minutes haste away | | | | | | | |
594 | My God, thy service well demands | | | | | | | |
595 | Sin, in ten thousand treacherous ways | | | | | | | |
596 | O could I find some peaceful bower | | | | | | | |
597 | All my sins imputed were | | | | | | | |
598 | The Canaanite still in the land | | | | | | | |
599 | Sinner, O why so thoughtless grown | | | | | | | |