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101 | How sad our state by nature is! | | | | | | | |
102 | Jesu, Redeemer, Saviour, Lord | | | | | | | |
103 | O that my load of sin were gone! | | | | | | | |
104 | Lord, I would spread my sore distress | | | | | | | |
105 | When God reveal'd his gracious name | | | | | | | |
106 | Mistaken souls! that dream of heav'n | | | | | | | |
107 | Almighty God of truth and love | | | | | | | |
108 | And will the Lord thus condescend | | | | | | | |
109 | Why is my heart so far from thee | | | | | | | |
110 | Why did the nations join to slay | | | | | | | |
111 | Soon as I heard my Father say | | | | | | | |
112 | My drowsy pow'rs, why sleep ye so? | | | | | | | |
113 | Christ and his cross is all our theme | | | | | | | |
114 | With joy we meditate the grace | | | | | | | |
115 | Long have I sat beneath the sound | | | | | | | |
116 | What diff'rent powers of grace and sin | | | | | | | |
117 | Vain are the hopes of sons of men | | | | | | | |
118 | The sinner that by precious faith | | | | | | | |
119 | Oh, if my soul was form'd for woe | | | | | | | |
120 | O dearest Lord, give me an heart | | | | | | | |
121 | How happy is the christian's state | | | | | | | |
122 | Thy preference, Saviour, may I feel | | | | | | | |
123 | Oft as the bell with solemn toll | | | | | | | |
124 | The spacious firmament on high | | | | | | | |
125 | My God, in whom are all the springs | | | | | | | |
126 | Salvation is for ever nigh | | | | | | | |
127 | He dies! the heav'nly lover dies! | | | | | | | |
128 | Come, weary souls with sin distrest | | | | | | | |
129 | Beset with snares on every hand | | | | | | | |
130 | Of all the joys we mortals know | | | | | | | |
131 | This spacious earth is all the Lord's | | | | | | | |
132 | Bless'd is the man, forever bless'd | | | | | | | |
133 | How short and hasty is our life! | | | | | | | |
134 | Now to the Lord a noble song | | | | | | | |
135 | We are a garden wall'd around | | | | | | | |
136 | With all my powers of heart & tongue | | | | | | | |
137 | Kind is the speech of Christ our Lord | | | | | | | |
138 | When, gracious Lord, when shall it be | | | | | | | |
139 | Why, O my heart, these anxious cares | | | | | | | |
140 | Long did my soul in Jesu's form | | | | | | | |
141 | My God, my King, thy various praise | | | | | | | |
142 | How oft have sin and satan strove | | | | | | | |
143 | Jesus, my All, to heaven is gone | | | | | | | |
144 | "Curst be the man for ever curst | | | | | | | |
145 | Sinners, obey the gospel word | | | | | | | |
146 | Broad is the road that leads to death | | | | | | | |
147 | Shew pity, Lord! O Lord, forgive! | | | | | | | |
148 | 'Tis false: thou vile accurser go | | | | | | | |
149 | Now in the heat of youthful blood | | | | | | | |
150 | Come, dearest Lord, descend & dwell | | | | | | | |
151 | Dismiss us with thy blessing Lord | | | | | | | |
152 | All gracious God thy people bless | | | | | | | |
153 | Lord how mysterious are thy ways! | | | | | | | |
154 | Be with me, Lord, where'er I go | | | | | | | |
155 | Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay | | | | | | | |
156 | Lord Jesus, when, when shall it be | | | | | | | |
157 | Mine eyes and my desire | | | | | | | |
158 | Come all harmonious tongues | | | | | | | |
159 | My Saviour's pierced side | | | | | | | |
160 | Grace! 'tis a charming sound | | | | | | | |
161 | Now let our voices join | | | | | | | |
162 | Not all the blood of beasts | | | | | | | |
163 | Awake, and sing the song | | | | | | | |
164 | The God Jehovah reigns | | | | | | | |
165 | Once more before we part | | | | | | | |
166 | Is this the kind return | | | | | | | |
167 | Now, Lord, thy blessing add | | | | | | | |
168 | Do we not know that solemn word | | | | | | | |
169 | 'Twas the commission of our Lord | | | | | | | |
170 | Thus was the great Redeemer plung'd | | | | | | | |
171 | The great Redeemer we adore | | | | | | | |
172 | Jesus! and shall it ever be? | | | | | | | |
173 | See how the willing converts trace | | | | | | | |
174 | Now keep me stedfast, dearest Lord | | | | | | | |
175 | In such a grave as this | | | | | | | |
176 | Lord, at thy Table I behold | | | | | | | |
177 | Here, at thy table, Lord, we meet | | | | | | | |
178 | How condescending and how kind | | | | | | | |
179 | Father we wait to feel thy grace | | | | | | | |
180 | How are thy glories here display'd! | | | | | | | |
181 | Strech'd on the cross the Saviour dies | | | | | | | |
182 | Let all our tongues be one | | | | | | | |
183 | Come, O my soul and sing | | | | | | | |
184 | The Lord, how glorious is his face | | | | | | | |
185 | Now from the roaring lion's rage | | | | | | | |
186 | Come in, ye blessed of our God | | | | | | | |
187 | That doleful night before his death | | | | | | | |
188 | Jesus, O word divinely sweet! | | | | | | | |
189 | Lord, how divine thy comforts are | | | | | | | |
190 | Come let us join our cheerful songs | | | | | | | |
191 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
192 | Jesus! we bow before thy feet | | | | | | | |
193 | What heavenly man, or lovely God | | | | | | | |
194 | Arise, O King of grace, arise | | | | | | | |
195 | Great Father of mankind | | | | | | | |
196 | How pleas'd and blest was I | | | | | | | |
197 | Lord bless thy saints assembled here | | | | | | | |
198 | Great was the day, the joy was great | | | | | | | |
199 | "Go preach my gospel," saith the Lord | | | | | | | |
200 | The presence of they grace impart | | | | | | | |