# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
601 | Lord, I look for all to thee | | | | | | | |
602 | Lord, before thy throne we bend Now to | | | | | | | |
603 | O thou God who hearest prayer | | | | | | | |
604 | Weary, Lord, of struggling here | | | | | | | |
605 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
606 | Lord, thou art my rock of strength | | | | | | | |
607 | Jesus, merciful and mild, Lead me | | | | | | | |
608 | Does the Gospel word procalim | | | | | | | |
609 | Savior, when in dust to Thee, low we bow | BENEVENTO | | | | | | |
610 | O this soul, how dark and blind | | | | | | | |
611 | Brethren, while we sojourn here | | | | | | | |
612 | When along life's thorny road | | | | | | | |
613 | Jesus, full of all compassion | | | | | | | |
614 | Lone amidst the dead and dying | | | | | | | |
615 | Lord, I hear of [that] [the] showers of blessing | | | | | | | |
616 | Full of trembling expectation | | | | | | | |
617 | Take me O my Father, take me | | | | | | | |
618 | Jesus, let thy pitying eye | | | | | | | |
619 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
620 | Thou, O Lord, in tender love | | | | | | | |
621 | Let the world their virtue [beauties] boast | | | | | | | |
622 | Jesus demands this heart of mine | | | | | | | |
623 | O thou who hearest when sinners cry | | | | | | | |
624 | Return, my [each] roving heart, return | | | | | | | |
625 | From the recesses of a lowly spirit | | | | | | | |
626 | When gracious Lord, when shall it be | | | | | | | |
627 | Wilt thou not visit me | | | | | | | |
628 | Long have I [we] sat beneath the sound | | | | | | | |
629 | How long, O Lord, shall I complain | | | | | | | |
630 | Sovereign Ruler of the skies | | | | | | | |
631 | My God, permit me [us] not to be a stranger | | | | | | | |
632 | From deep distress and troubled thoughts | | | | | | | |
633 | O turn, great Ruler of the skies | | | | | | | |
634 | Lord of mercy, just and kind | | | | | | | |
635 | God of my life, through all its [my] days | | | | | | | |
636 | I want a heart to pray | | | | | | | |
637 | My heart lies dead, and no increase | | | | | | | |
638 | Love me, O Lord, forgivingly | | | | | | | |
639 | As pants the hart for cooling streams | | | | | | | |
640 | Dear Savior, When my thoughts recall The wonders of thy grace | | | | | | | |
641 | O could our thoughts and wishes fly | | | | | | | |
642 | Stand up, my soul [our souls], shake off thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
643 | Awake, our souls, away our fears | | | | | | | |
644 | Awake, my soul, lift up thine eyes | | | | | | | |
645 | Awake my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
646 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
647 | I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
648 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
649 | Whence do our mournful thoughts arise | | | | | | | |
650 | Rise, O my [our] soul [souls], pursue the path[way] | | | | | | | |
651 | In time of fear, when trouble's near | | | | | | | |
652 | Sing, all ye ransomed of the Lord | | | | | | | |
653 | Ye trembling souls, dismiss your fears | | | | | | | |
654 | God's glory is a wondrous thing | | | | | | | |
655 | Your harps, ye [you] trembling [mourning] [tearful], saints | | | | | | | |
656 | Give to the winds thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
657 | The sun himself shall fade | | | | | | | |
658 | How gentle God's commands | | | | | | | |
659 | I stand on Zion's mount | | | | | | | |
660 | The harvest dawn is near | | | | | | | |
661 | The people of the Lord are on their way | | | | | | | |
662 | Children of the heavenly king as we journey | | | | | | | |
663 | They are slaves who will not choose | | | | | | | |
664 | Much in sorrow, oft in woe | | | | | | | |
665 | Christian, let your heart be glad | | | | | | | |
666 | Cast thy burdens on the Lord | | | | | | | |
667 | Faint not, Christian, though the road | | | | | | | |
668 | Wait, my soul [heart] upon the Lord | | | | | | | |
669 | Holy Father, thou hast taught me [us] | | | | | | | |
670 | Hear what God the Lord hath [has] spoken | | | | | | | |
671 | Onward, Christian, though the region | | | | | | | |
672 | Cross, reproach and tribulation | | | | | | | |
673 | Call Jehovah thy salvation | | | | | | | |
674 | Sometimes a light surprises | | | | | | | |
675 | In heavenly love abiding | | | | | | | |
676 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
677 | God is my [our] strong salvation | | | | | | | |
678 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
679 | O Zion, afflicted with wave upon wave | | | | | | | |
680 | O eyes that are weary, and hearts that are sore | | | | | | | |
681 | Though faint, yet pursuing, we go on our way | | | | | | | |
682 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
683 | In time of tribulation, hear, Lord | | | | | | | |
684 | Soldiers of Christ, arise, and put [gird] your armor | | | | | | | |
685 | Arise ye saints, arise, the Lord our leader is | | | | | | | |
686 | Children of God who faint and slow | | | | | | | |
687 | Long as the darkening cloud abode | | | | | | | |
688 | Christian, the morn breaks sweetly o'er thee | | | | | | | |
689 | Fight the good fight, lay hold | | | | | | | |
690 | O that I could forever dwell | | | | | | | |
691 | Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear | | | | | | | |
692 | O sweetly breathe the lyres above | | | | | | | |
693 | O love divine, that [who] stooped [stoop'st] [stoops] to share | | | | | | | |
694 | Let me but hear my [the] Savior say | | | | | | | |
695 | Far from my [our] thoughts, vain world, be gone | | | | | | | |
696 | Away from earth my spirit turns | | | | | | | |
697 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
698 | When sins and fears prevailing rise | | | | | | | |
699 | O not my own these verdant hills | | | | | | | |
700 | Fountain of grace, rich, full, and free | | | | | | | |