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301 | Welcome, welcome, dear Redeemer | | | | | | | |
302 | People of the living God! I have sought the world | | | | | | | |
303 | In evil long I took delight | | | | | | | |
304 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
305 | I send the joys of earth away | | | | | | | |
306 | Now let our voices join | | | | | | | |
307 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
308 | Boundless glory, Lord, be thine | | | | | | | |
309 | Sing, all ye ransomed of the Lord | | | | | | | |
310 | Jesus, I come to thee, A sinner doomed to die | | | | | | | |
311 | Welcome, O Savior, to my heart | | | | | | | |
312 | Spirit of holiness, look down | | | | | | | |
313 | Let earthly [grovelling] minds the world pursue | | | | | | | |
314 | In all my Lord's appointed ways | | | | | | | |
315 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
316 | O how divine how sweet the joy | | | | | | | |
317 | Who can describe the joys that rise | | | | | | | |
318 | From Egypt's bondage come [came] | | | | | | | |
319 | I ask not wealth, nor pomp, nor power | | | | | | | |
320 | Come, my fond fluttering heart, Come struggle to [you must now] be free | | | | | | | |
321 | Now begin the heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
322 | Know, my soul, thy full salvation | | | | | | | |
323 | Grace, 'tis a charming [cheering] [joyful] [pleasing] sound | | | | | | | |
324 | Grace, like an uncorrupted seed | | | | | | | |
325 | Rise, O my [our] soul [souls], pursue the path[way] | | | | | | | |
326 | Now to the power of God Supreme | | | | | | | |
327 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
328 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
329 | Lord, we confess our numerous faults | | | | | | | |
330 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
331 | Arise, my soul, my joyful powers | | | | | | | |
332 | O could our thoughts and wishes fly | | | | | | | |
333 | Awake my heart, arise my tongue | | | | | | | |
334 | Awake, our souls, away our fears | | | | | | | |
335 | Awake my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
336 | Children of the heavenly king as we journey | | | | | | | |
337 | Stand up, my soul [our souls], shake off thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
338 | Happy the heart where graces reign | | | | | | | |
339 | Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews | | | | | | | |
340 | Blest are the humble souls that [who] see | | | | | | | |
341 | Blest are the men whose hearts still [do] move | | | | | | | |
342 | How sweet, how [and] heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
343 | Jesus, Lord, we look to thee | | | | | | | |
344 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
345 | Let party names no more | | | | | | | |
346 | For a season called to part | | | | | | | |
347 | Father of mercies, send thy grace | | | | | | | |
348 | Blest is the man, whose softening [generous] heart | | | | | | | |
349 | Bright source of everlasting love | | | | | | | |
350 | Jesus, our Lord, how rich thy grace | | | | | | | |
351 | When gloomy doubts and fears | | | | | | | |
352 | O for that tenderness of heart | | | | | | | |
353 | O my soul, what means this sadness | | | | | | | |
354 | Whence do our mournful thoughts arise | | | | | | | |
355 | Where is my [our] [the] Savior now | | | | | | | |
356 | Sweet peace of conscience, heavenly guest | | | | | | | |
357 | From thee, my [O] God, my [our] joys shall rise | | | | | | | |
358 | While through this changing world we [I] roam | | | | | | | |
359 | The mind was formed to mount sublime | | | | | | | |
360 | Return to the Guide of thy youth | | | | | | | |
361 | Naked as from the earth we came | | | | | | | |
362 | In this world of sin and sorrow | | | | | | | |
363 | Your harps, ye [you] trembling [mourning] [tearful], saints | | | | | | | |
364 | Far from us be grief and sadness | | | | | | | |
365 | Gently, Lord, O gently lead us | | | | | | | |
366 | Lamb of God, whose bleeding [dying] love | | | | | | | |
367 | O thou whose mercy guides my way | | | | | | | |
368 | Since all the changing [coming] [downward] varying [various] scenes of time | | | | | | | |
369 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
370 | My drowsy powers, why sleep ye [you] so | | | | | | | |
371 | From every earthly pleasure | | | | | | | |
372 | Once I thought my mountain strong | | | | | | | |
373 | Ah wretched vile ungrateful heart | | | | | | | |
374 | Return, my [each] roving heart, return | | | | | | | |
375 | Lord, what a wretched land is this | | | | | | | |
376 | And can my heart aspire so high | | | | | | | |
377 | Long have I [we] sat beneath the sound | | | | | | | |
378 | Is this the kind return | | | | | | | |
379 | And are we wretches yet alive | | | | | | | |
380 | Why is my heart so far from thee | | | | | | | |
381 | Alas what hourly dangers rise | | | | | | | |
382 | O for a glance of heavenly day | | | | | | | |
383 | Shall we go on to sin | | | | | | | |
384 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
385 | Faith is the brightest evidence | | | | | | | |
386 | Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
387 | Vain are the hopes the [that] sons of men | | | | | | | |
388 | No more, my God, I boast no more, Of all the duties I have done | | | | | | | |
389 | Far from the world, O Lord, I [I'd] [we] flee | | | | | | | |
390 | Blessed [Blest] are the sons of God | | | | | | | |
391 | Blest be the everlasting [eternal] God | | | | | | | |
392 | Behold what wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
393 | Ye trembling souls, dismiss your fears | | | | | | | |
394 | Firm as the earth thy [the] gospel stands | | | | | | | |
395 | How oft have [hath] sin and Satan [nature] strove [striven] | | | | | | | |
396 | Who shall the Lord's elect condemn | | | | | | | |
397 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
398 | Sweet was the time, when first I felt | | | | | | | |
399 | O that I knew the secret place | | | | | | | |
400 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |