# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
401 | Shall we go on to sin | | | | | | | |
402 | Love divine, all love excelling | | | | | | | |
403 | With tears of anguish I lament | | | | | | | |
404 | Strait is the way, the door is strait | | | | | | | |
405 | My faith looks up to thee | | | | | | | |
406 | Dear Saviour! I am thine | | | | | | | |
407 | Thou art my portion, O my God | | | | | | | |
408 | Mistaken souls, that dream of heaven | | | | | | | |
409 | Oh, for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
410 | Christ, whose glory fills the skies | | | | | | | |
411 | My God, my life, my love | | | | | | | |
412 | Broad is the road that leads to death | | | | | | | |
413 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
414 | King of kings, and wilt thou deign | | | | | | | |
415 | O God, my strength, my hope | | | | | | | |
416 | Blest be thy love, dear Lord | | | | | | | |
417 | What sinners value I resign | | | | | | | |
418 | My spirit on thy care | | | | | | | |
419 | I worship thee, sweet will of God | | | | | | | |
420 | Lord, it belongs not to my care | | | | | | | |
421 | Let me but hear my Saviour say | | | | | | | |
422 | "He leadeth me!" oh, blessed thought | | | | | | | |
423 | Thy way, not mine, O Lord | | | | | | | |
424 | Lord, my times are in thy hand | | | | | | | |
425 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
426 | If life in sorrow must be spent | | | | | | | |
427 | My God, my Father, while I stray | | | | | | | |
428 | Teach me, my God and King | | | | | | | |
429 | Sow in the morn thy seed | | | | | | | |
430 | Redeemed from guilt, redeemed from fears | | | | | | | |
431 | He that goeth forth with weeping | | | | | | | |
432 | A charge to keep I have | | | | | | | |
433 | Labourers of Christ, arise | | | | | | | |
434 | God's glory is a wondrous thing | | | | | | | |
435 | Oh, not to fill the mouth of fame | | | | | | | |
436 | Work, for time is flying | | | | | | | |
437 | Soldiers of Christ, arise | | | | | | | |
438 | My soul, be on thy guard | | | | | | | |
439 | Oh, speed thee, Christian, on thy way | | | | | | | |
440 | I'm not ashamed to own my Lord | | | | | | | |
441 | The Saviour bids us watch and pray | | | | | | | |
442 | Brethren, while we sojourn here | | | | | | | |
443 | Stand up!-- stand up for Jesus! | | | | | | | |
444 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
445 | Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears | | | | | | | |
446 | Oft in danger, oft in woe | | | | | | | |
447 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
448 | My God, is any hour so sweet | | | | | | | |
449 | A throne of grace! then let us go | | | | | | | |
450 | Son of God, thy blessing grant | | | | | | | |
451 | Come at the morning hour | | | | | | | |
452 | Children of God! in all your need | | | | | | | |
453 | Hast thou within a care so deep | | | | | | | |
454 | God of my life, to thee I call | | | | | | | |
455 | Oh, that I knew the secret place | | | | | | | |
456 | Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! | | | | | | | |
457 | Gently, Lord, oh, gently lead us | | | | | | | |
458 | Prayer is the soul’s sincere desire | | | | | | | |
459 | Jesus, who knows full well | | | | | | | |
460 | Prayer is the breath of God in man | | | | | | | |
461 | Go when the morning shineth | | | | | | | |
462 | From every stormy wind that blows | | | | | | | |
463 | Prayer is the contrite sinner's voice | | | | | | | |
464 | Behold the throne of grace! | | | | | | | |
465 | There is no sorrow, Lord, too light | | | | | | | |
466 | Lord, I cannot let thee go | | | | | | | |
467 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
468 | Father! beneath thy shelt'ring wing | | | | | | | |
469 | Breast the wave, Christian, when it is strongest | | | | | | | |
470 | Awake, our souls; away, our fears | | | | | | | |
471 | Unshaken as the sacred hill | | | | | | | |
472 | Cast thy burdens on the Lord | | | | | | | |
473 | When waves of trouble round me swell | | | | | | | |
474 | Sing, ye redeemed of the Lord | | | | | | | |
475 | To God, the only wise | | | | | | | |
476 | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
477 | Blest is the man whose softening heart | | | | | | | |
478 | How blest the sacred tie that binds | | | | | | | |
479 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
480 | From whence does this union arise | | | | | | | |
481 | Arise, my tenderest thoughts, arise | | | | | | | |
482 | Our souls, by love together knit | | | | | | | |
483 | Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews | | | | | | | |
484 | Happy the heart where graces reign | | | | | | | |
485 | How sweet, how heavenly, is the sight | | | | | | | |
486 | O Zion, tune thy voice | | | | | | | |
487 | Zion stands by hills surrounded | | | | | | | |
488 | Hallelujah! who shall part | | | | | | | |
489 | Great is the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
490 | Far as thy name is known | | | | | | | |
491 | Triumphant Zion, lift thy head | | | | | | | |
492 | Not to the terrors of the Lord | | | | | | | |
493 | How honoured is the place | | | | | | | |
494 | A mother may forgetful be | | | | | | | |
495 | Happy the church, thou sacred place | | | | | | | |
496 | Oh what, if we are Christ's | | | | | | | |
497 | Christ, who came my soul to save | | | | | | | |
498 | With Christ we share a mystic grave | | | | | | | |
499 | Blest Saviour, we thy will obey | | | | | | | |
500 | Buried beneath the yielding wave | | | | | | | |