# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
101 | Peace, troubled soul; thy plaintive moan | | | | | | | |
102 | Jesus, save my dying soul | | | | | | | |
103 | Sov'reign Ruler, Lord of all | | | | | | | |
104 | Show pity Lord; O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
105 | Ah! wretched, vile, ungrateful heart | | | | | | | |
106 | Wretched, helpless, and distressed | | | | | | | |
107 | O that my load of sin were gone! | | | | | | | |
108 | Here, at thy cross, my dying Lord | | | | | | | |
109 | O Thou, whose tender mercy hears | | | | | | | |
110 | Come, trembling sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
111 | Ah! whither should I go | | | | | | | |
112 | When overwhelm'd with grief | | | | | | | |
113 | With tears of anguish I lament | | | | | | | |
114 | How oft, alas! this wretched heart | | | | | | | |
115 | O speak that gracious word again | | | | | | | |
116 | Prostrate, dear Jesus, at thy feet | | | | | | | |
117 | How sad our state by nature is! | | | | | | | |
118 | What shall I render to my God | | | | | | | |
119 | I will resolve, with all my heart | | | | | | | |
120 | O happy day, that fix'd my choice | | | | | | | |
121 | O Jesus divine, My Lord and my God | | | | | | | |
122 | Lord, how secure and blest are they | | | | | | | |
123 | My gracious Lord, I own thy right | | | | | | | |
124 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
125 | Pilgrim, burdened with thy sin | | | | | | | |
126 | Once I thought my mountain strong | | | | | | | |
127 | Hearken, Lord, to my complaints | | | | | | | |
128 | Why that look of sadness? | | | | | | | |
129 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
130 | My soul lies cleaving to the dust | | | | | | | |
131 | How gentle God’s commands! | | | | | | | |
132 | We lift our hearts to thee | | | | | | | |
133 | O blessed souls are they | | | | | | | |
134 | Not all the blood of beasts | | | | | | | |
135 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
136 | No more, my God, I boast no more | | | | | | | |
137 | Majestic sweetness sits enthron'd | | | | | | | |
138 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
139 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me | | | | | | | |
140 | Go to dark Gethsemane | | | | | | | |
141 | The Lord my Shepherd is | | | | | | | |
142 | Behold what wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
143 | To whom, my Savior, shall I go | | | | | | | |
144 | The Savior! Oh, what endless charms | | | | | | | |
145 | Thou lovely source of true delight | | | | | | | |
146 | Dear Refuge of my weary soul | | | | | | | |
147 | My God, permit me not to be | | | | | | | |
148 | My dear Redeemer and my Lord | | | | | | | |
149 | Grace! 'tis a charming sound | | | | | | | |
150 | Raise your triumphant songs | | | | | | | |
151 | My soul, be on thy guard | | | | | | | |
152 | Awake, and sing the song | | | | | | | |
153 | The Spirit, in our hearts | | | | | | | |
154 | My God, permit my tongue | | | | | | | |
155 | Oh, cease! my wand'ring soul | | | | | | | |
156 | Did Christ o'er sinners weep! | | | | | | | |
157 | I'm not ashan'd to own my Lord | | | | | | | |
158 | Am I a soldier of the cross? | | | | | | | |
159 | Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
160 | Awake our souls! away our fears | | | | | | | |
161 | Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears | | | | | | | |
162 | Let worldly minds the world pursue | | | | | | | |
163 | Happy the heart where graces reign | | | | | | | |
164 | I send the joys of earth away | | | | | | | |
165 | O that I could for ever dwell | | | | | | | |
166 | Come, we that love the Lord | | | | | | | |
167 | Oh! bless the Lord, my soul | | | | | | | |
168 | My God, my Father, blissful name! | | | | | | | |
169 | Return, O God of Love, return | | | | | | | |
170 | Jesus, I my cross have taken | | | | | | | |
171 | Know, my soul, thy full salvation | | | | | | | |
172 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
173 | From every stormy wind that blows | | | | | | | |
174 | Return, my roving heart, return | | | | | | | |
175 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
176 | O Lord! I would delight in thee | | | | | | | |
177 | O that I knew the secret place | | | | | | | |
178 | While thee I seek, Protecting Power! | | | | | | | |
179 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
180 | Alas! what hourly dangers rise! | | | | | | | |
181 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
182 | Didst thou, dear Jesus, suffer shame | | | | | | | |
183 | Far from the world, O Lord, I flee | | | | | | | |
184 | Dear Father, to thy mercy-seat | | | | | | | |
185 | Why is my heart so far from thee | | | | | | | |
186 | Oh, how divine, how sweet the joy | | | | | | | |
187 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
188 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
189 | Once more, my soul, the rising day | | | | | | | |
190 | Dread Sov'reign, let my evening song | | | | | | | |
191 | Glory to thee, my God, this night | | | | | | | |
192 | Awake, my soul! and with the sun | | | | | | | |
193 | Lord, let my prayer like incense rise | | | | | | | |
194 | God of the morning, at whose voice | | | | | | | |
195 | Thus far the Lord hath led me on | | | | | | | |
196 | Great God, to thee my evening song | | | | | | | |
197 | In this calm impressive hour | | | | | | | |
198 | Now from labor and from care | | | | | | | |
199 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
200 | Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray | | | | | | | |