# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
101 | How lost was my condition | | | | | | | |
102 | When torn is the bosom by sorrow or care | | | | | | | |
103 | Come, sinners, to the gospel feast | | | | | | | |
104 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me | | | | | | | |
105 | From every stormy wind that blows | | | | | | | |
106 | In the Christian's home in glory | | | | | | | |
107 | Remember, sinful youth, you must die! | | | | | | | |
108 | You will see your Lord a coming, you will see your Lord a coming | | | | | | | |
109 | Hark! hark! the gospel trumpet sounds | | | | | | | |
110 | O land of rest, for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
111 | Come, trembling sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
112 | Attend, ye saints, and hear me tell | | | | | | | |
113 | Meekly in Jordan's holy stream | | | | | | | |
114 | Say, brothers, will you meet us | | | | | | | |
115 | Saviour, visit thy plantation | | | | | | | |
116 | Hear the royal proclamation | | | | | | | |
117 | Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend | | | | | | | |
118 | Farewell, dear friends; I must be gone | | | | | | | |
119 | Blow ye the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
120 | When I was down in Egypt land | | | | | | | |
121 | The Lord into his garden comes | | | | | | | |
122 | Met, O God, to ask thy presence | | | | | | | |
123 | A poor, wayfaring man of grief | | | | | | | |
124 | Since man by sin has lost his God | | | | | | | |
125 | Jesus, my truth, my way | | | | | | | |
126 | My country, 'tis of thee | | | | | | | |
127 | Great Jehovah, we adore thee | | | | | | | |
128 | Come to Jesus, come to Jesus | | | | | | | |
129 | The happy morn is come | | | | | | | |
130 | Holy Source of consolation | | | | | | | |
131 | Sovereign grace has power alone | | | | | | | |
132 | I'm glad that I was born to die | | | | | | | |
133 | Our Captain leads us on | | | | | | | |
134 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
135 | When all thy mercies, O my God | | | | | | | |
136 | I want to be an angel | | | | | | | |
137 | In the cross of Christ I glory | | | | | | | |
138 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
139 | Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone | | | | | | | |
140 | "Go, teach the nations, and baptize" | | | | | | | |
141 | Mercy, O thou Son of David! | | | | | | | |
142 | My heavenly home is bright and fair | | | | | | | |
143 | Lo! on a narrow neck of land | | | | | | | |
144 | Prayer is the soul’s sincere desire | | | | | | | |
145 | Come, Christian brethren, ere we part | | | | | | | |
146 | My Bible leads to glory | | | | | | | |
147 | My soul's full of glory, inspiring my tongue | | | | | | | |
148 | My brother I wish you well | | | | | | | |
149 | Baptized into our Saviour's death | | | | | | | |
150 | Must Jesus bear the cross alone | | | | | | | |
151 | Pray on, my brethren in the Lord | | | | | | | |
152 | Let thy kingdom, blessed Saviour | | | | | | | |
153 | Come, thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
154 | I'll try to prove faithful | | | | | | | |
155 | From whence doth this union arise | | | | | | | |
156 | Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice | | | | | | | |
157 | Broad is the road that leads to death | | | | | | | |
158 | I know that my Redeemer lives | | | | | | | |
159 | Holy Ghost, with light divine | | | | | | | |
160 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
161 | Come, brethren, you that love the Lord | | | | | | | |
162 | How happy is the Christian's state! | | | | | | | |
163 | Children of the heavenly King | | | | | | | |
164 | Jesus, thy love shall we forget | | | | | | | |
165 | Friends of freedom, swell the song | | | | | | | |
166 | Dismiss us with thy blessing, Lord | | | | | | | |
167 | The day is past and gone | | | | | | | |
168 | My faith looks up to thee | | | | | | | |
169 | Awake, my soul, in joyful lays | | | | | | | |
170 | Come, thou soul-transforming Spirit | | | | | | | |
171 | Jesus, I my cross have taken | | | | | | | |
172 | Now is th' accepted time | | | | | | | |
173 | Man may trouble and distress me | | | | | | | |
174 | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
175 | 'Mid scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
176 | Light of those whose dreary dwelling | | | | | | | |
177 | Know, my soul, thy full salvation | | | | | | | |
178 | How tedious and tasteless the hours | | | | | | | |
179 | Awake, and sing the song | | | | | | | |
180 | Yes, we trust the day is breaking | | | | | | | |
181 | Gently, Lord, O, gently lead us | | | | | | | |
182 | Morning breaks upon the tomb | | | | | | | |
183 | Now begin the heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
184 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
185 | Shall e're cold water be forgot | | | | | | | |
186 | How precious is the name! | | | | | | | |
187 | Come to the place of prayer | | | | | | | |
188 | Our souls, by love together knit | | | | | | | |
189 | Come, weary sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
190 | What a Captain I have got! | | | | | | | |
191 | Together let us sweetly live | | | | | | | |
192 | Return, O wanderer, return | | | | | | | |
193 | Farewell, my dear brethren; the time is at hand | | | | | | | |
194 | Amen, amen, my soul replies | | | | | | | |
195 | Salvation! O, the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
196 | There's a light in the window for thee, brother | | | | | | | |
197 | We're travelling home to heaven above | | | | | | | |
198 | I'm glad salvation's free | | | | | | | |
199 | There's a friend above all others | | | | | | | |
200 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |