# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
301 | O Thou who hear'st the prayers of faith | | | | | | | |
302 | Oh that my load of sin were gone! | | | | | | | |
303 | Come, my soul, Thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
304 | Show pity, Lord! O Lord, forgive! | | | | | | | |
305 | Jesus, save my dying soul | | | | | | | |
306 | Blest is the man, for ever blest | | | | | | | |
307 | When God revealed His gracious name | | | | | | | |
308 | How various and how new | | | | | | | |
309 | Amazing grace! how sweet the sound | | | | | | | |
310 | Am I called? and can it be | | | | | | | |
311 | Oh how happy are they | | | | | | | |
312 | I now have found for hope of heaven | | | | | | | |
313 | Mary to her Saviour's tomb | | | | | | | |
314 | Arise, my soul, arise | | | | | | | |
315 | In vain I trace creation o'er | | | | | | | |
316 | Your harps, ye trembling saints | | | | | | | |
317 | Dear Refuge of my weary soul | | | | | | | |
318 | Gently Lord! oh gently lead us | | | | | | | |
319 | Alas! what hourly dangers rise | | | | | | | |
320 | Lord, unafflicted, undismayed | | | | | | | |
321 | Abide with me! fast falls the evenitde | | | | | | | |
322 | O Thou who driest the mourner's tear | | | | | | | |
323 | Hear, gracious God, my humble moan | | | | | | | |
324 | Oh my soul, what means this sadness? | | | | | | | |
325 | There is a pure and peaceful wave | | | | | | | |
326 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
327 | Commit Thy way, confiding | | | | | | | |
328 | When musing sorrow weeps the past | | | | | | | |
329 | In Thee I put my steadfast trust | | | | | | | |
330 | Tossed upon life's raging billow | | | | | | | |
331 | When through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming | | | | | | | |
332 | Star of peace! to wand'rers weary | | | | | | | |
333 | How are Thy servants blest, O Lord! | | | | | | | |
334 | Tis my happiness below | | | | | | | |
335 | Be still my heart! these anxious cares | | | | | | | |
336 | Thy will be done! I will not fear | | | | | | | |
337 | Courage, my soul! while God is near | | | | | | | |
338 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
339 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
340 | No change of time shall ever shock | | | | | | | |
341 | Awake, my soul; stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
342 | Thou art my portion, Oh my God! | | | | | | | |
343 | Ye servants of the Lord | | | | | | | |
344 | Awake, our souls, away, our fears | | | | | | | |
345 | Soldiers of Christ, arise | | | | | | | |
346 | My soul, be on thy guard | | | | | | | |
347 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me | | | | | | | |
348 | Jesus, Saviour of my soul | | | | | | | |
349 | Oh for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
350 | Oh that I knew the secret place | | | | | | | |
351 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
352 | Nearer, my God, to Thee | | | | | | | |
353 | As pants the hart for cooling streams | | | | | | | |
354 | In mercy, not in wrath | | | | | | | |
355 | Oh for a glance of heavenly day | | | | | | | |
356 | How oft, alas! this wretched heart | | | | | | | |
357 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
358 | Oh for a heart to praise my God! | | | | | | | |
359 | Stay, Thou insulted Spirit! stay | | | | | | | |
360 | O Thou, whose mercy hears | | | | | | | |
361 | Awake, my soul in joyful lays | | | | | | | |
362 | Saviour, source of every blessing | | | | | | | |
363 | From this world's joys and senseless mirth | | | | | | | |
364 | Ye golden lamps of heaven, farewell | | | | | | | |
365 | Let me go, the day is breaking | | | | | | | |
366 | Vital spark of heavenly flame! | | | | | | | |
367 | As when the weary traveler gains | | | | | | | |
368 | "We've no abiding city here:" | | | | | | | |
369 | Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone | | | | | | | |
370 | How happy is the pilgrim's lot | | | | | | | |
371 | On Jordan's stormy banks I stand | | | | | | | |
372 | While on the verge of life I stand | | | | | | | |
373 | Mid scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
374 | Joyfully, joyfully onward I move | | | | | | | |
375 | The leaves around me falling | | | | | | | |
376 | The man is ever blest | | | | | | | |
377 | When gloomy thoughts and fears | | | | | | | |
378 | Oh happy soul that lives on high | | | | | | | |
379 | What cheering words are these? | | | | | | | |
380 | Happy the man whose wishes climb | | | | | | | |
381 | Christ is our Corner-stone | | | | | | | |
382 | Here, in Thy name, eternal God | | | | | | | |
383 | Oh Sion's King, we suppliant bow | | | | | | | |
384 | While with ceaseless course the sun | | | | | | | |
385 | Great God! we sing that mighty hand | | | | | | | |
386 | The Lord of earth and sky | | | | | | | |
387 | Pity the nations, O our God! | | | | | | | |
388 | Lord, send Thy word, and let it fly | | | | | | | |
389 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
390 | Men of God, go take your stations | | | | | | | |
391 | Indulgent God, to Thee we pray | | | | | | | |
392 | Rise, crowned with light, imperial Salem rise | | | | | | | |
393 | Yes, my native land, I love thee | | | | | | | |
394 | Roll on, thou mighty ocean | | | | | | | |
395 | Daughter of Zion, from the dust | | | | | | | |
396 | High on the bending willows hung | | | | | | | |
397 | Bestow, O Lord, upon our youth | | | | | | | |
398 | Dear Saviour, if these lambs should stray | | | | | | | |
399 | Now, in the heat of youthful blood | | | | | | | |
400 | Happy is he whose early years | | | | | | | |