# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
801 | Lord, I am thine, and in thy aid | | | | | | | |
802 | Buried beneath the yielding wave | | | | | | | |
803 | While in this sacred rite of thine | | | | | | | |
804 | Our Saviour bowed beneath the wave | | | | | | | |
805 | Do we not know that solemn word | | | | | | | |
806 | Humble souls, who seek salvation | | | | | | | |
807 | Come, Holy Spirit, Dove divine | | | | | | | |
808 | Meekly in Jordan's holy stream | | | | | | | |
809 | Here, Saviour, we would come | | | | | | | |
810 | How calmly wakes the hallowed morn! | | | | | | | |
811 | 'Tis God the Father we adore | | | | | | | |
812 | In all my Lord's appointed ways | | | | | | | |
813 | Blest Saviour, we thy will obey | | | | | | | |
814 | Descend, celestial Dove | | | | | | | |
815 | Gracious Saviour, we adore thee | | | | | | | |
816 | Eternal Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
817 | Thou hast said, exalted Jesus | | | | | | | |
818 | Down to the sacred wave | | | | | | | |
819 | Jesus, mighty King in Zion | | | | | | | |
820 | Come, saints, adore your Saviour, God | | | | | | | |
821 | Saviour, thy law we love | | | | | | | |
822 | Baptized into our Saviour's death | | | | | | | |
823 | O Lord, we in thy footsteps tread | | | | | | | |
824 | Let plenteous grace descend upon those | | | | | | | |
825 | 'Tis done; the great transaction's done | | | | | | | |
826 | "Come in, thou blessed of the Lord" | | | | | | | |
827 | Come in, thou blessed of the Lord | | | | | | | |
828 | Kindred in Christ, for his dear sake | | | | | | | |
829 | Believing souls, of Christ beloved | | | | | | | |
830 | Ye men and angels, witness now | | | | | | | |
831 | 'Twas on that dark, that doleful night | | | | | | | |
832 | Jesus invites his saints | | | | | | | |
833 | Our spirits join to praise the Lamb | | | | | | | |
834 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
835 | How sweet and awful is the place | | | | | | | |
836 | Now let our mournful songs record | | | | | | | |
837 | Lord, at thy table we behold | | | | | | | |
838 | The promise of my Father's love | | | | | | | |
839 | Here at thy table, Lord, we meet | | | | | | | |
840 | How condescending and how kind | | | | | | | |
841 | Prepare us, Lord, to view thy cross | | | | | | | |
842 | If human kindness meets return | | | | | | | |
843 | "Do this," and remember the blood that was shed | | | | | | | |
844 | O thou, my soul, forget no more | | | | | | | |
845 | Jesus is gone above the skies | | | | | | | |
846 | Remember thee, redeeming Lord! | | | | | | | |
847 | Bread of heaven, on thee we feed | | | | | | | |
848 | O, here, if ever, God of love | | | | | | | |
849 | Far from my thoughts, vain world, be gone | | | | | | | |
850 | Let vain pursuits and vain desires | | | | | | | |
851 | To him who loved the souls of men | | | | | | | |
852 | "Go preach my gospel," saith the Lord | | | | | | | |
853 | Great God, whose universal sway | | | | | | | |
854 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
855 | Behold, the heathen waits to know | | | | | | | |
856 | O God, to earth incline | | | | | | | |
857 | Awake, all-conquering Arm, awake | | | | | | | |
858 | Be merciful to us, O God | | | | | | | |
859 | O God of sovereign grace | | | | | | | |
860 | Arise, in all thy splendor, Lord | | | | | | | |
861 | Arm of the Lord, awake, awake | | | | | | | |
862 | Great God, the nations of the earth | | | | | | | |
863 | Sovereign of worlds above | | | | | | | |
864 | Lord, send thy word, and let it fly | | | | | | | |
865 | Sovereign of worlds, display thy power | | | | | | | |
866 | Most gracious to fulfil thy word | | | | | | | |
867 | Rise, Sun of glory, rise | | | | | | | |
868 | Gird thy sword on, mighty Saviour | | | | | | | |
869 | Though now the nations sit beneath | | | | | | | |
870 | Jesus, immortal King, arise | | | | | | | |
871 | O thou Sun of glorious splendor | | | | | | | |
872 | All hail, incarnate God! | | | | | | | |
873 | Hasten, Lord, thy promised hour | | | | | | | |
874 | Who but thou, almighty Spirit | | | | | | | |
875 | Spirit of power and might, behold | | | | | | | |
876 | Thou, whose almighty word | | | | | | | |
877 | O'er the realms of pagan darkness | | | | | | | |
878 | Go, messenger of peace and love | | | | | | | |
879 | O Lord our God, arise | | | | | | | |
880 | Go, ye messengers of God | | | | | | | |
881 | Men of God, go take your stations | | | | | | | |
882 | Ye Christian heralds-- go, proclaim | | | | | | | |
883 | Onward, onward, men of heaven | | | | | | | |
884 | Sound, sound the truth abroad | | | | | | | |
885 | Father of mercies, condescend | | | | | | | |
886 | Kindred, and friends, and native land | | | | | | | |
887 | Ye messengers of Christ | | | | | | | |
888 | Go, and the Saviour's grace proclaim | | | | | | | |
889 | Yes, my native land, I love thee | | | | | | | |
890 | Roll on, thou mighty ocean | | | | | | | |
891 | O'er the gloomy hills of darkness | | | | | | | |
892 | Onward speed thy conquering flight | | | | | | | |
893 | Watchman! tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
894 | Daughter of Zion, from the dust | | | | | | | |
895 | Let Zion and her sons rejoice | | | | | | | |
896 | Zion, awake; thy strength renew | | | | | | | |
897 | O Zion, tune thy voice | | | | | | | |
898 | Shine, mighty God, on Zion shine | | | | | | | |
899 | Behold, the mountain of the Lord | | | | | | | |
900 | Rise, crowned with light, imperial Salem, rise | | | | | | | |