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1 | Jesus, thine all-victorious love | | | | | | | |
2 | Forever here my rest shall be | | | | | | | |
3 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
4 | Come, ye sinners, poor and needy | | | | | | | |
5 | Come, let us the grace divine | | | | | | | |
6 | And can I yet delay | | | | | | | |
7 | Sinner, come, will you come | | | | | | | |
8 | My body, soul and spirit | | | | | | | |
9 | Hover o'er me, Holy Spirit | | | | | | | |
10 | Oh, to be nothing, nothing | | | | | | | |
11 | O for a heart to praise my God | | | | | | | |
12 | So near the door, and the door stood wide! | | | | | | | |
13 | Should the summons, quickly flying | | | | | | | |
14 | Are you building your house on the sand, brother? | | | | | | | |
15 | Lord, I care not for riches, neither silver nor gold | | | | | | | |
16 | Tidings, happy tiding, Hark! hark! the sound! | | | | | | | |
17 | There's a wideness in God's mercy | | | | | | | |
18 | I am Thine, O Lord, I have heard Thy voice | | | | | | | |
19 | O, who'll stand up for Jesus | | | | | | | |
20 | With my sin-wounded soul | | | | | | | |
21 | Out on the desert, looking, looking | | | | | | | |
22 | Holy Spirit, faithful guide | | | | | | | |
23 | Are you coming home, ye wanderers | | | | | | | |
24 | Come unto me when shadows darkly gather | | | | | | | |
25 | We have heard a joyful sound | | | | | | | |
26 | Jesus, my Lord, to thee I cry | | | | | | | |
27 | Just as I am, without one plea | | | | | | | |
28 | Jesus to thee I now can fly | | | | | | | |
29 | Jesus Christ is my Redeemer | | | | | | | |
30 | O that my load of sin were gone! | | | | | | | |
31 | Saviour of sinners, lend thine ear | | | | | | | |
32 | Oh, this uttermost salvation! | | | | | | | |
33 | "Whosoever heareth," shout, shout the sound! | | | | | | | |
34 | We praise thee, O God! for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
35 | 'Tis a story oft repeated, but it never can grow old | | | | | | | |
36 | I am coming to Jesus for rest | | | | | | | |
37 | Have you been to Jesus for the cleansing pow'r | | | | | | | |
38 | Loving Saviour, hear my cry | | | | | | | |
39 | I hear the footsteps of Jesus | | | | | | | |
40 | When Jesus laid his crown aside | | | | | | | |
41 | There is a fountain, filled with blood | | | | | | | |
42 | Only a look, my Saviour | | | | | | | |
43 | Oh, why are you slighting the Saviour | | | | | | | |
44 | Redeemed, how I love to proclaim it | | | | | | | |
45 | Jesus, Lord, thy dying love | | | | | | | |
46 | I am waiting, O my Father | | | | | | | |
47 | O prodigal, don't stay away! | | | | | | | |
48 | I have been at the fountain, at the wonderful fountain | | | | | | | |
49 | To thy cross, dear Christ, I'm clinging | | | | | | | |
50 | Oh, now I see the crimson wave | | | | | | | |
51 | Standing on the promises of Christ my King | | | | | | | |
52 | There stands a rock on shores of time | | | | | | | |
53 | Are you weary, are you heavy hearted? | | | | | | | |
54 | The blood that Jesus shed for me | | | | | | | |
55 | At the fountain, precious fountain | | | | | | | |
56 | 'Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus | | | | | | | |
57 | By faith the Lamb of God I see | | | | | | | |
58 | 'Twas good to sit at Jesus' feet | | | | | | | |
59 | O, thou, in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
60 | Precious Saviour, thou hast sav'd me | | | | | | | |
61 | Come every soul by sin oppressed | | | | | | | |
62 | Will you come, will you come, with your poor broken heart | | | | | | | |
63 | There are angels hov'ring round | | | | | | | |
64 | Thousands stand to-day in sorrow | | | | | | | |
65 | Rock of ages, cleft for me | | | | | | | |
66 | Safe on the Rock I have anchored | | | | | | | |
67 | List, the Spirit calls to thee | | | | | | | |
68 | Near the cross of Jesus | | | | | | | |
69 | Lord, speak to me, that I may speak | | | | | | | |
70 | Look above, oh, look above | | | | | | | |
71 | I am coming, Jesus, coming | | | | | | | |
72 | Oh how happy are they | | | | | | | |
73 | In the field of Christian duty there's a place for every one | | | | | | | |
74 | All the way my Saviour leads me | | | | | | | |
75 | My brethren, I have found | | | | | | | |
76 | Arise, shine, give God the glory | | | | | | | |
77 | Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine! | | | | | | | |
78 | My hope is built on nothing less | | | | | | | |
79 | O for a thousand tongues, to sing | | | | | | | |
80 | What can wash away my stain? | | | | | | | |
81 | Have ye heard the song from the golden land? | | | | | | | |
82 | 'Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus | | | | | | | |
83 | The seed I have scattered in spring-time with weeping | | | | | | | |
84 | I love my Saviour, his heart is good | | | | | | | |
85 | We are sailing on the old ship of Zion | | | | | | | |
86 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
87 | Down at the cross where my Saviour died | | | | | | | |
88 | I praise the Lord, when full of sin | | | | | | | |
89 | O for a faith that will not shrink | | | | | | | |
90 | Precious Saviour, thou hast saved me | | | | | | | |
91 | Come ye that love the Lord | | | | | | | |
92 | I've reached the land of corn and wine | | | | | | | |
93 | Nearer, my God, to thee! | | | | | | | |
94 | A charge to keep I have | | | | | | | |
95 | Shall we meet beyond the river | | | | | | | |
96 | When the clouds have left the hill-tops | | | | | | | |
97 | When the mists have roll'd in splendor | | | | | | | |
98 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
99 | O happy day, that fix'd my choice | | | | | | | |
100 | Arise, my soul, arise | | | | | | | |