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1 | Happy the souls that first believ'd | | | | | | | |
2 | Come, ye that love my Lord and Master | | | | | | | |
3 | Daniel's wisdom may I know | | | | | | | |
4 | When first my soul enlisted | | | | | | | |
5 | This world is all a fleeting show | | | | | | | |
6 | Glory to God that I have found the pearl of my salvation | | | | | | | |
7 | What happy children who wait on Jesus | | | | | | | |
8 | Tho' nature's strength decay | | | | | | | |
9 | Hasten, O Lord, the latter day | | | | | | | |
10 | Although despis'd by men | | | | | | | |
11 | Burst, ye emerald gates, and bring | | | | | | | |
12 | Call'd to a sense of duty | | | | | | | |
13 | Let saints on earth their anthems raise | | | | | | | |
14 | Hail the day so long expected | | | | | | | |
15 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
16 | They have gone to the land where the Patriarchs rest | | | | | | | |
17 | Hail the blest morn when the great Mediator | | | | | | | |
18 | Adieu, my dear brethren, adieu | | | | | | | |
19 | Camp-meetings with thy presence crown | | | | | | | |
20 | How happy, how joyful, how loving I feel | | | | | | | |
21 | Sitting by the streams that glide | | | | | | | |
22 | From whence does this union arise | | | | | | | |
23 | The pure testimony put forth in the Spirit | | | | | | | |
24 | The pure testimony is not to establish | | | | | | | |
25 | How happy are the new-born race | | | | | | | |
26 | Man in his first creation, in Eden God did place | | | | | | | |
27 | The glorious day is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
28 | Come, my Christian friends and brethren | | | | | | | |
29 | As Jacob did in days of old | | | | | | | |
30 | When shall we all meet again? | | | | | | | |
31 | The Song of Salvation it is so divine | | | | | | | |
32 | Ye angels, who stand round the throne | | | | | | | |
33 | Camp-meetings with success are crown'd | | | | | | | |
34 | A highway hath the Lord made known | | | | | | | |
35 | Child of prosperity | | | | | | | |
36 | In all my Lord's appointed ways | | | | | | | |
37 | Let others, wrapt in self-conceit | | | | | | | |
38 | Ye Jewels of my Master | | | | | | | |
39 | When Hannah, press'd with grief | | | | | | | |
40 | The love which caus'd the light to shine | | | | | | | |
41 | Come, all ye Zion travellers | | | | | | | |
42 | Whatever disasters of nature | | | | | | | |
43 | Arise, my soul, to Pisgah's height | | | | | | | |
44 | Believing followers of the Lamb | | | | | | | |
45 | What poor despised company | | | | | | | |
46 | Awake, and sing the song | | | | | | | |
47 | Inquire, ye pilgrims, for the way | | | | | | | |
48 | Am I a soldier of the Cross | | | | | | | |
49 | The Christians of old, united in one | | | | | | | |
50 | O where are the men with virtue endowed | | | | | | | |
51 | Lukewarm souls, the foe grows stronger | | | | | | | |
52 | Hail to the Lord's anointed! | | | | | | | |
53 | The time is soon coming by the prophets foretold | | | | | | | |
54 | Come, brothers and sisters, who love one another | | | | | | | |
55 | Let all men rejoice, by Jesus restor'd | | | | | | | |
56 | How happy is the pilgrim's lot | | | | | | | |
57 | Tell us, O women we would know | | | | | | | |
58 | Young people all attention give | | | | | | | |
59 | Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand | | | | | | | |
60 | What think you of Christ? is the test | | | | | | | |
61 | Come, my brethren, let us try | | | | | | | |
62 | Ye carnal professors who stand on your lees | | | | | | | |
63 | Why should I be affrighted at pestilence or war | | | | | | | |
64 | Rise, Zion, shine, thy light has come | | | | | | | |
65 | How sweet to reflect on those joys that await me | | | | | | | |
66 | Ye sons of war, I pray draw near | | | | | | | |
67 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
68 | The Lord into his garden come | | | | | | | |
69 | Dark and thorny is the desert | | | | | | | |
70 | The wondrous love of Jesus | | | | | | | |
71 | Brethren, we have met to worship | | | | | | | |
72 | There we shall reign with Jesus, on that delightful shore | | | | | | | |
73 | Ye who knew your sins forgiven | | | | | | | |
74 | Come, my brethren dear | | | | | | | |
75 | I love my blessed Saviour | | | | | | | |
76 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
77 | Begone! unbelief, my Saviour is near | | | | | | | |
78 | The fields are all white, the harvest is near | | | | | | | |
79 | Come all ye poor sinners, and stay not behind | | | | | | | |
80 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
81 | Drooping saints no longer grieve | | | | | | | |
82 | Though in the outward church below | | | | | | | |
83 | Ye children of Zion, who're aiming for glory | | | | | | | |
84 | Hear the royal proclamation | | | | | | | |
85 | The tree of life my soul hath seen | | | | | | | |
86 | I'm not ashamed to own my Lord | | | | | | | |
87 | Tho' sinners would vex me | | | | | | | |
88 | Beside the gospel pool | | | | | | | |
89 | Jesus, while he dwelt below | | | | | | | |
90 | When Joseph his brethren beheld | | | | | | | |
91 | Oh thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
92 | Dear Jesus! here comes and knocks at thy door | | | | | | | |
93 | How painfully pleasing the fond recollection | | | | | | | |
94 | Go, ye heralds of salvation | | | | | | | |
95 | There is a fountain fill'd with blood | | | | | | | |
96 | The Saviour calls his people sheep | | | | | | | |
97 | How precious is the name, brethren sing, brethren sing | | | | | | | |
98 | O that my load of sin were gone | | | | | | | |
99 | Come, thou long-expected Jesus | | | | | | | |
100 | Hail, happy believer in Jesus! | | | | | | | |