# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d201 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
d202 | My faith shall triumph o'er the grave and trample on the tombs | | | | | | | |
d203 | My God, I know, I feel thee mine | | | | | | | |
d204 | My gracious, loving Lord | | | | | | | |
d205 | My soul before thee prostrate lies | | | | | | | |
d206 | My soul is happy when I hear The Savior is so | | | | | | | |
d207 | My soul's full of glory, inspiring [which fires] [it fires] my tongue | | | | | | | |
d208 | My times are in Thy hand | | | | | | | |
d209 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d210 | Not by the law [laws] of innocence Can Adam's sons arrive | | | | | | | |
d211 | Now begin the heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
d212 | Now, e'en [even] now, I [I'd] yield, I [I'd] yield | | | | | | | |
d213 | Now have I found the ground wherein | | | | | | | |
d214 | O careless sinner [sinners], come, pray [and] now attend | | | | | | | |
d215 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
d216 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d217 | O, for a faith that will not shrink | | | | | | | |
d218 | O for a glance of heavenly day | | | | | | | |
d219 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d220 | O glorious hope of perfect [heavenly] love | | | | | | | |
d221 | O God, to whom in flesh revealed | | | | | | | |
d222 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d223 | O happy they who know the Lord, with whom | | | | | | | |
d224 | O how I love thy holy law | | | | | | | |
d225 | O Jesus, at thy feet we wait | | | | | | | |
d226 | O Lamb of God for sinners slain I plead with thee | | | | | | | |
d227 | O Lord, how vile am I | | | | | | | |
d228 | O love divine, how sweet [good] thou art | | | | | | | |
d229 | O sinner, come without delay | | | | | | | |
d230 | O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
d231 | O tell me where the dove has [is] flown | | | | | | | |
d232 | O that I could my Lord receive | | | | | | | |
d233 | O that I was [were] as heretofore | | | | | | | |
d234 | O that my load of sin were [was] gone | | | | | | | |
d235 | O that my soul were [was] now as fair | | | | | | | |
d236 | O the amazing change, a world created new | | | | | | | |
d237 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
d238 | O thou to whose all searching sight | | | | | | | |
d239 | O thou who all things canst control | | | | | | | |
d240 | O turn ye [you] poor sinners, for why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d241 | O what hath Jesus bought for me! Before my ravished eyes | | | | | | | |
d242 | O [When] thou my righteous Judge shall [shalt] come | | | | | | | |
d243 | Oft have I turned my eye [eyes] within | | | | | | | |
d244 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d245 | On the mountain [mountain's] top appearing | | | | | | | |
d246 | On time's temptuous ocean wide | | | | | | | |
d247 | Our bondage here [it] shall [will] end by and by | | | | | | | |
d248 | Our dearest Lord, look from above | | | | | | | |
d249 | Out on an ocean all boundless we ride | | | | | | | |
d250 | Partners of the blessed hope | | | | | | | |
d251 | Pilgrims, with pleasure let us part | | | | | | | |
d252 | Plunged in a [the] gulf of dark [deep] despair | | | | | | | |
d253 | Prayer is [was] appointed to convey | | | | | | | |
d254 | Precious Bible, what a treasure | | | | | | | |
d255 | Prisoner of hope lift up your heads | | | | | | | |
d256 | Professed followers of the Lamb | | | | | | | |
d257 | Religion is a glorious treasure | | | | | | | |
d258 | Return, O wanderer, return [Return, return, now wanderer] | | | | | | | |
d259 | Salem's great King Jesus by name | | | | | | | |
d260 | Saved by blood I live to tell | | | | | | | |
d261 | Savior at feet we bow | | | | | | | |
d262 | Savior, visit Thy [our] plantation, grant us Lord, a gracious rain | | | | | | | |
d263 | Saw ye [you] my Savior, saw ye [you] my Savior | | | | | | | |
d264 | Say, sinner, hath a voice within | | | | | | | |
d265 | Sceptic, spare that book, touch not a single leaf | | | | | | | |
d266 | See how the willing converts trace | | | | | | | |
d267 | Shall I for fear of feeble man | | | | | | | |
d268 | Shall I to gain the world's applause | | | | | | | |
d269 | Shepherd divine our wants relieve | | | | | | | |
d270 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
d271 | Sin has a thousand treacherous arts | | | | | | | |
d272 | Sinner [sinners], the voice of God regard | | | | | | | |
d273 | Sinners, exposed to endless [dreadful] death | | | | | | | |
d274 | Sister, thou wast [wert] mild and lovely | | | | | | | |
d275 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
d276 | Sometimes I think myself so strong | | | | | | | |
d277 | Son of God, thy people's [people] shield | | | | | | | |
d278 | Stay, thou insulted [long suffering] Spirit | | | | | | | |
d279 | Still, Lord, I languish for thy grace | | | | | | | |
d280 | Stupid soul, to folly cleaving | | | | | | | |
d281 | Surrounded by a host of foes | | | | | | | |
d282 | Sweet rivers of redeeming love | | | | | | | |
d283 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
d284 | Tell me no more of earthly toys | | | | | | | |
d285 | Tell me, wanderer, wildly roving | | | | | | | |
d286 | Terrible thought, shall I alone | | | | | | | |
d287 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
d288 | That doleful [dreadful] night before his death | | | | | | | |
d289 | The chariot, the chariot, its wheels roll [in] fire | | | | | | | |
d290 | The glorious light of Zion is spreading | | | | | | | |
d291 | The great Redeemer we adore | | | | | | | |
d292 | The great tremendous day's approaching | | | | | | | |
d293 | The groaning earth is too dark and drear | | | | | | | |
d294 | The judgment day is rolling on | | | | | | | |
d295 | The last lovely morning, all blooming and fair | | | | | | | |
d296 | The Lord into his garden comes | | | | | | | |
d297 | The midnight cry in mercy sounds | | | | | | | |
d298 | The morning flowers display their sweets | | | | | | | |
d299 | The night is past and gone | | | | | | | |
d300 | The pure testimony put [poured] forth in the spirit | | | | | | | |