# | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
201 | Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay | | | | | | | |
202 | Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
203 | O thou that hearest prayer | | | | | | | |
204 | Eternal Spirit, we confess | | | | | | | |
205 | Holy Spirit, faithful Guide | | | | | | | |
206 | Come, Holy Spirit, come | | | | | | | |
207 | Thou, whose almighty word | | | | | | | |
208 | Come, thou almighty King | | | | | | | |
209 | Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty! | | | | | | | |
210 | O holy, holy, holy, Lord | | | | | | | |
211 | Holy Lord, we praise thy name! | | | | | | | |
212 | Father of heaven, whose love profound | | | | | | | |
213 | Glory be to God the Father | | | | | | | |
214 | We give immortal praise | | | | | | | |
215 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love! | | | | | | | |
216 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
217 | O how I love thy holy law! | | | | | | | |
218 | Father of mercies, in thy word | | | | | | | |
219 | A glory gilds the sacred page | | | | | | | |
220 | The heavens declare thy glory, Lord | | | | | | | |
221 | God, in the gospel of his Son | | | | | | | |
222 | I love the volume of thy word | | | | | | | |
223 | Ah! how shall fallen man | | | | | | | |
224 | Is this the kind return? | | | | | | | |
225 | Awaked by Sinai's awful sound | | | | | | | |
226 | Lo! on a narrow neck of land | | | | | | | |
227 | How sad our state by nature is | | | | | | | |
228 | When wounded sore, the stricken soul | | | | | | | |
229 | How sweetly flowed the gospel sound | | | | | | | |
230 | Not to condemn the sons of men | | | | | | | |
231 | There is a fountain filled with blood | | | | | | | |
232 | The Saviour calls; let every ear | | | | | | | |
233 | Let every mortal ear attend | | | | | | | |
234 | Salvation! O the joyful sound! | | | | | | | |
235 | Blow ye the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
236 | Not all the blood of beasts | | | | | | | |
237 | Thy works, not mine, O Christ | | | | | | | |
238 | From the cross uplifted high | | | | | | | |
239 | Weeping soul, no longer mourn | | | | | | | |
240 | O Jesus, thou art standing | | | | | | | |
241 | Look away to Jesus | | | | | | | |
242 | And did the Holy and the Just | | | | | | | |
243 | Fresh from the throne of glory | | | | | | | |
244 | The love of God provides | | | | | | | |
245 | Art thou weary, art thou languid | | | | | | | |
246 | Precious, precious blood of Jesus | | | | | | | |
247 | There is a line, by us unseen | | | | | | | |
248 | Amazing sight! the Saviour stands | | | | | | | |
249 | Broad is the road that leads to death | | | | | | | |
250 | Why will ye waste on trifling cares | | | | | | | |
251 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
252 | Life is the time to serve the Lord | | | | | | | |
253 | O do not let the Word depart | | | | | | | |
254 | God calling yet! shall I not hear? | | | | | | | |
255 | Behold a Stranger at the door | | | | | | | |
256 | Come hither, all ye weary souls | | | | | | | |
257 | Return, O wanderer, return | | | | | | | |
258 | With tearful eyes I look around | | | | | | | |
259 | Tomorrow, Lord, is thine | | | | | | | |
260 | Did Christ o'er sinners weep | | | | | | | |
261 | Hark! there comes a whisper | | | | | | | |
262 | The Spirit, in our hearts | | | | | | | |
263 | When thy mortal life is fled | | | | | | | |
264 | Sinners, turn; why will ye die? | | | | | | | |
265 | Sinner, rouse thee from thy sleep | | | | | | | |
266 | Ye dying sons of men | | | | | | | |
267 | Haste, O sinner; now be wise | | | | | | | |
268 | Hearts of stone, relent, relent | | | | | | | |
269 | Pilgrim, burdened with thy sin | | | | | | | |
270 | Sinner, what hast thou to show | | | | | | | |
271 | Come, says Jesus' sacred voice | | | | | | | |
272 | Sinners, will you scorn the message | | | | | | | |
273 | Come ye sinners, poor and needy | | | | | | | |
274 | Come, trembling sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
275 | O, what amazing words of grace | | | | | | | |
276 | O turn ye, O turn ye, for why will ye die | | | | | | | |
277 | Delay not, delay not, O sinner, draw near | | | | | | | |
278 | And canst thou, sinner, slight | | | | | | | |
279 | Child of sin and sorrow | | | | | | | |
280 | To-day the Saviour calls | | | | | | | |
281 | O come, sinner, come, there's room for thee | | | | | | | |
282 | "Almost persuaded" now to believe | | | | | | | |
283 | Just as I am, without one plea | | | | | | | |
284 | O for a glance of heavenly day | | | | | | | |
285 | A broken heart, my God, my King | | | | | | | |
286 | With broken heart and contrite sigh | | | | | | | |
287 | Jesus, the sinner's Friend, to thee | | | | | | | |
288 | Show pity, Lord; O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
289 | Return, my wandering soul, return | | | | | | | |
290 | Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat | | | | | | | |
291 | Dearest of all the names above | | | | | | | |
292 | Prostrate, dear Jesus, at thy feet | | | | | | | |
293 | Father, I stretch my hands to thee | | | | | | | |
294 | In evil long I took delight | | | | | | | |
295 | And can I yet delay | | | | | | | |
296 | O thou who hearest when sinners cry | | | | | | | |
297 | Depth of mercy! can there be | | | | | | | |
298 | God of mercy, God of grace | | | | | | | |
299 | O Thou, that hear'st the prayer of faith | | | | | | | |
300 | Heal me, O my Saviour, heal | | | | | | | |