# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
I.1 | Before Jehovah's awful throne | | | | | | | |
I.2 | Awake, Jerusalem, awake | | | | | | | |
I.3 | Ah! whither shall I go | | | | | | | |
I.4 | A charge to keep I have | | | | | | | |
I.5 | Alas! and did my Saviour bleed? | | | | | | | |
I.6 | And can I yet delay | | | | | | | |
I.7 | And let this feeble body fail | | | | | | | |
I.8 | And must I be to judgment brought | | | | | | | |
I.9 | Arise, my soul, arise | | | | | | | |
I.10 | Behold the Saviour of mankind | | | | | | | |
I.11 | Being of beings, God of love | | | | | | | |
I.12 | Blest be the dear uniting love | | | | | | | |
I.13 | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
I.14 | Come, ye that love the Lord | | | | | | | |
I.15 | See how the rising sun | | | | | | | |
I.16 | Come, ye sinners, poor and needy | | | | | | | |
I.17 | Angels, roll the rock away | | | | | | | |
I.18 | Blow ye the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
I.19 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
I.20 | Hark! the herald angels say | | | | | | | |
I.21 | He dies! the friend of sinnsers dies! | | | | | | | |
I.22 | Children of the heav'nly King | | | | | | | |
I.23 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove | | | | | | | |
I.24 | Come let us join our cheerful songs | | | | | | | |
I.25 | Come, let us use the grace divine | | | | | | | |
I.26 | Come, O thou traveller unknown | | | | | | | |
I.27 | Come on, my partners in distress | | | | | | | |
I.28 | Come, thou Fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
I.29 | Dear refuge of my weary soul | | | | | | | |
I.30 | From all that dwell below the skies | | | | | | | |
I.31 | Father, I stretch my hands to thee | | | | | | | |
I.32 | From sin's dark, thorny maze | | | | | | | |
I.33 | Father, our hearts we lift | | | | | | | |
I.34 | Faith--'tis a precious grace | | | | | | | |
I.35 | Grace! 'tis a charming sound! | | | | | | | |
I.36 | Shepherd divine, our wants relieve | | | | | | | |
I.37 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
I.38 | What now is my object and aim? | | | | | | | |
I.39 | Guide me, O thou Great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
I.40 | God of my life, my morning song | | | | | | | |
I.41 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
I.42 | God of all consolation, take | | | | | | | |
I.43 | Jesus, the name high over all | | | | | | | |
I.44 | How beauteous are their feet | | | | | | | |
I.45 | How happy are they | | | | | | | |
I.46 | I sojourn in a vale of tears | | | | | | | |
I.47 | Jesus, lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
I.48 | Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone | | | | | | | |
I.49 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
I.50 | My God, thy service well demands | | | | | | | |
I.51 | How vain are all things here below | | | | | | | |
I.52 | How happy every child of grace | | | | | | | |
I.53 | I'll praise my Maker while I've breath | | | | | | | |
I.54 | I thirst, thou wounded Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
I.55 | Jesus, my truth, my way | | | | | | | |
I.56 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
I.57 | Jesus, united by thy grace | | | | | | | |
I.58 | Now let our hearts their glory wake | | | | | | | |
I.59 | Our Lord is risen from the dead | | | | | | | |
I.60 | O what amazing words of grace | | | | | | | |
I.61 | On Jordan's stormy banks I stand | | | | | | | |
I.62 | Leader of faithful souls, and guide | | | | | | | |
I.63 | Let earth and heaven agree | | | | | | | |
I.64 | Let every tongue thy goodness speak | | | | | | | |
I.65 | Lord, all I am is known to thee | | | | | | | |
I.66 | Lord, and is thine anger gone? | | | | | | | |
I.67 | The Lord of Sabbath let us praise | | | | | | | |
I.68 | This, this is the God we adore | | | | | | | |
I.69 | Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess | | | | | | | |
I.70 | When Jesus hung upon the tree | | | | | | | |
I.71 | Lord, how secure and blest are they | | | | | | | |
I.72 | Lord, I believe a rest remains | | | | | | | |
I.73 | My Saviour, my almighty friend | | | | | | | |
I.74 | The voice of my Beloved sounds | | | | | | | |
I.75 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
I.76 | See how the rising sun | | | | | | | |
I.77 | Praise God, from whom all blessings flow | | | | | | | |
I.78 | Why should a living man complain | | | | | | | |
I.79 | Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear | | | | | | | |
I.80 | When faith presents the Saviour's death | | | | | | | |
I.81 | What cheering words are these? | | | | | | | |
I.82 | Mortals awake, with angels join | | | | | | | |
I.83 | Now from the altar of our hearts | | | | | | | |
I.84 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
I.85 | O for a thousand tongues, to sing | | | | | | | |
I.86 | O for a closer walk with God! | | | | | | | |
I.87 | Rejoice the Lord is King | | | | | | | |
I.88 | With joy we meditate the grace | | | | | | | |
I.89 | O for a heart to praise my God | | | | | | | |
I.90 | Sinners, obey the gospel word | | | | | | | |
I.91 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
I.92 | Why should we start and fear to die? | | | | | | | |
I.93 | Praise ye the Lord! 'tis good to raise | | | | | | | |
I.94 | Thou God of truth and love | | | | | | | |
I.95 | Sinners, turn, why will ye die? | | | | | | | |
I.96 | Salvation! O the joyful sound! | | | | | | | |
I.97 | Shepherds, rejoice, lift up your eyes | | | | | | | |
I.98 | Try us, O God, and search the ground | | | | | | | |
I.99 | Plung'd in a gulf of deep despair | | | | | | | |
I.100a | The praying spirit breathe | | | | | | | |