# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
401 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
402 | I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
403 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
404 | Whence do our mournful thoughts arise | | | | | | | |
405 | How can I sink with such a prop | | | | | | | |
406 | Children of God who faint and slow | | | | | | | |
407 | Ye trembling souls, dismiss your fears | | | | | | | |
408 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
409 | Your harps, ye [you] trembling [mourning] [tearful], saints | | | | | | | |
410 | Give to the winds thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
411 | The sun himself shall fade | | | | | | | |
412 | The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied | | | | | | | |
413 | The harvest dawn is near | | | | | | | |
414 | How gentle God's commands | | | | | | | |
415 | I stand on Zion's mount | | | | | | | |
416 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
417 | Know, my soul, thy full salvation | | | | | | | |
418 | Hear what God the Lord hath [has] spoken | | | | | | | |
419 | Onward, Christian, though the region | | | | | | | |
420 | Always with us, always with us, Words of cheer | | | | | | | |
421 | Call Jehovah thy salvation | | | | | | | |
422 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
423 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
424 | O Zion, afflicted with wave upon wave | | | | | | | |
425 | Though faint, yet pursuing, we go on our way | | | | | | | |
426 | O eyes that are weary, and hearts that are sore | | | | | | | |
427 | I once was a stranger to grace and to God | | | | | | | |
428 | O that I could forever dwell | | | | | | | |
429 | Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear | | | | | | | |
430 | O sweetly breathe the lyres above | | | | | | | |
431 | Fountain of grace, rich, full, and free | | | | | | | |
432 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
433 | Light of the soul, O Savior blest | | | | | | | |
434 | None loves me, Father, with thy love | | | | | | | |
435 | Dear refuge of my [the] weary soul, On thee, when sorows rise | | | | | | | |
436 | Speak to me, Lord, thyself reveal | | | | | | | |
437 | Dearest of all the names above, My Jesus and my God | | | | | | | |
438 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
439 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
440 | Jesus, the very [only] thought of Thee [You] | | | | | | | |
441 | Go, tune thy voice to sacred song | | | | | | | |
442 | Wouldst thou eternal life obtain | | | | | | | |
443 | O Savior, lend a listening ear | | | | | | | |
444 | Do not I love thee, O my Lord [God]? Behold my heart and see | | | | | | | |
445 | O see how Jesus trusts himself | | | | | | | |
446 | Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend | | | | | | | |
447 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
448 | My God, the spring of all my joys | | | | | | | |
449 | Blest Jesus, when my [our] soaring thoughts | | | | | | | |
450 | To our Redeemer's glorious name, awake the sacred song | | | | | | | |
451 | Thou, O my Jesus, thou didst me | | | | | | | |
452 | O speak that gracious word again | | | | | | | |
453 | Oh, could I speak the matchless worth | | | | | | | |
454 | Come join, ye saints, with heart and voice | | | | | | | |
455 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
456 | Fairest Lord Jesus, Ruler of all nature | | | | | | | |
457 | I was a wandering sheep | | | | | | | |
458 | For me to live is Christ; to die is endless gain | | | | | | | |
459 | The Lord is my Shepherd, He makes me repose | | | | | | | |
460 | O tell me, thou life and delight of my soul | | | | | | | |
461 | Ye angels, who stand round the throne | | | | | | | |
462 | My Savior, whom absent I love | | | | | | | |
463 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
464 | Inspirer and hearer of prayer | | | | | | | |
465 | My gracious Redeemer I [I'll] love | | | | | | | |
466 | Happy, Savior, would [shall] [should] I [we] be | | | | | | | |
467 | Chosen not for good in me | | | | | | | |
468 | As the hart with eager looks | | | | | | | |
469 | Lord, before thy throne we bend Now to | | | | | | | |
470 | O thou God who hearest prayer | | | | | | | |
471 | Weary, Lord, of struggling here | | | | | | | |
472 | Not with our mortal eyes have we beheld the Lord | | | | | | | |
473 | Since Jesus is my friend, Since [and] I to God [him] belong | | | | | | | |
474 | While my Redeemer's near | | | | | | | |
475 | My spirit on Thy care, blest Savior, I recline | | | | | | | |
476 | Dear Savior we are thine, By everlasting | | | | | | | |
477 | My God, my life, my love, to thee, to thee I call | | | | | | | |
478 | Not all the blood of beast [beasts], On Jewish altars | | | | | | | |
479 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
480 | In heavenly love abiding | | | | | | | |
481 | I lay my sins on Jesus | | | | | | | |
482 | To thee, my God and [my] Savior, my heart | | | | | | | |
483 | As panting in the sultry beam | | | | | | | |
484 | As oft, with worn and weary feet | | | | | | | |
485 | Why should I fear the darkest hour | | | | | | | |
486 | The Lord my pasture shall prepare, and feed me with a shepherd's care | | | | | | | |
487 | Perfect in love, Lord can it be | | | | | | | |
488 | Jesus, thou source of calm repose | | | | | | | |
489 | Savior, I follow on, guided by Thee | | | | | | | |
490 | Fade, fade, each earthly joy | | | | | | | |
491 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
492 | Savior, Thy gentle voice, gladly we hear | | | | | | | |
493 | God leads me, and I go | | | | | | | |
494 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
495 | If on our daily course our mind | | | | | | | |
496 | Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews | | | | | | | |
497 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
498 | My God, how endless [lasting] is thy love | | | | | | | |
499 | Complete in thee, no work of mine | | | | | | | |
500 | O Lord, how full of sweet content | | | | | | | |