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312 | Happy the man, whose cautious steps | | | | | | | |
313 | Honor and happiness unite To make the Christian's name | | | | | | | |
314 | Now whilst I try my heart | | | | | | | |
315 | Happy the man that finds the grace | | | | | | | |
316 | O happy soul that [who] lives on high, While men lie grovelling | | | | | | | |
317 | O 'tis a lovely thing to see | | | | | | | |
318 | How vast the treasure we possess | | | | | | | |
319 | Awake, my zeal, awake my love | | | | | | | |
320 | What poor despised company | | | | | | | |
321 | Let me but hear my [the] Savior say | | | | | | | |
322 | Awake, our souls, away our fears | | | | | | | |
323 | My drowsy powers, why sleep ye [you] so | | | | | | | |
324 | Why is my heart so far from thee | | | | | | | |
325 | Now let the Lord my Savior smile | | | | | | | |
326 | Lord, what a wretched land is this | | | | | | | |
327 | Stand up, my soul [our souls], shake off thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
328 | Broad is the road [stream] that leads to death [wrath] | | | | | | | |
329 | What contradictions meet | | | | | | | |
330 | By whom was David taught | | | | | | | |
331 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
332 | Brethren, while we sojourn here | | | | | | | |
333 | Didst thou, dear Jesus, suffer shame | | | | | | | |
334 | What vain desires and passions vain | | | | | | | |
335 | Lift up your hearts, Immanuel's friends | | | | | | | |
336 | My Captain sounds the alarm of war | | | | | | | |
337 | Glory to God that [who] walks the sky | | | | | | | |
338 | Hence from my soul, sad thoughts, begone | | | | | | | |
339 | My God, my portion, and my love, my everlasting all. | | | | | | | |
340 | Let others boast their ancient line | | | | | | | |
341 | Not all the nobles of the earth who boast the honors of their birth | | | | | | | |
342 | When at a [this] distance, Lord, we trace | | | | | | | |
343 | Poor, weak, and worthless though I am | | | | | | | |
344 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
345 | By faith in Christ I walk with God | | | | | | | |
346 | When Joseph his brethren beheld | | | | | | | |
347 | From Sheba a distant report | | | | | | | |
348 | Alas Elisha's servant cried | | | | | | | |
349 | From pole to pole let others roam | | | | | | | |
350 | How kind the good Samaritan | | | | | | | |
351 | Afflictions, though they seem severe | | | | | | | |
352 | Beside the gospel pool Appointed for the poor | | | | | | | |
353 | My God, the spring of all my joys | | | | | | | |
354 | Eternal Spirit, we confess | | | | | | | |
355 | Behold the Rose of Sharon here | | | | | | | |
356 | The voice of my beloved sounds | | | | | | | |
357 | Often I seek my Lord by night | | | | | | | |
358 | When strangers stand and hear me tell | | | | | | | |
359 | Now in the [thy] galleries of his grace | | | | | | | |
360 | Who is this fair one in distress | | | | | | | |
361 | Not from the dust affliction grows | | | | | | | |
362 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
363 | Assist my soul, my heavenly King | | | | | | | |
364 | Begone, unbelief, [for] my [our] Savior is near | | | | | | | |
365 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
366 | Waked by the gospel's powerful [joyful] sound | | | | | | | |
367 | Saved by blood I live to tell | | | | | | | |
368 | 'Tis my happiness below | | | | | | | |
369 | Sweet are the gifts which [that] gracious heaven, On true believers pour | | | | | | | |
370 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
371 | The Lord into his garden comes | | | | | | | |
372 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
373 | O for a glance of heavenly day | | | | | | | |
374 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
375 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
376 | We've found the rock, the traveler cries [travelers cried] | | | | | | | |
377 | Sure the blest Comforter is nigh | | | | | | | |
378 | Sometimes a light surprises | | | | | | | |
379 | How many and great are the foes which infest | | | | | | | |
380 | By various maxims, forms and rules | | | | | | | |
381 | Anxious, I strove to find the way | | | | | | | |
382 | My busy thoughts in wonder rove | | | | | | | |
383 | As when the [a] weary traveler gains | | | | | | | |
384 | From Egypt lately freed [fled] | | | | | | | |
385 | Through tribulation [tribulations] deep | | | | | | | |
386 | O Jesus, my Savior, to Thee I submit | | | | | | | |
387 | The tree of life my soul hath seen | | | | | | | |
388 | Vain world, vain world, I bid adieu | | | | | | | |
389 | As on the cross the Savior hung | | | | | | | |
390 | Farewell, vain world, I bid adieu | | | | | | | |
391 | Come brethren, and rejoice with me | | | | | | | |
392 | Away my doubts, begone my fears | | | | | | | |
393 | O how I have longed for the coming [presence] of God [the Lord] | | | | | | | |
394 | Oft as the leaper's case I read | | | | | | | |
395 | Come, O my doubting soul, attend | | | | | | | |
396 | In evil long I took delight | | | | | | | |
397 | O speak that gracious word again | | | | | | | |
398 | Sin, when viewed by scripture light | | | | | | | |
399 | 'Tis past, the dreadful stormy night | | | | | | | |
400 | When the poor prisoner through a grate Sees others walk at large | | | | | | | |
401 | I'll bless the Lord from day to day | | | | | | | |
402 | My God, permit my tongue this joy, to call thee mine | | | | | | | |
403 | God of my childhood and my youth | | | | | | | |
404 | Return, O God of love, return | | | | | | | |
405 | O that the Lord would guide my [our] ways | | | | | | | |
406 | Consider all my sorrows, Lord, And thy deliverance send | | | | | | | |
407 | My soul lies cleaving to the dust, Lord, give me | | | | | | | |
408 | Thou God of love, thou ever blest | | | | | | | |
409 | From deep distress and troubled thoughts | | | | | | | |
410 | Is there ambition in my heart | | | | | | | |
411 | To God I made [I'll make] my sorrows known | | | | | | | |