# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | All ye that pass by | | | | | | | |
d2 | And let this feeble body fail | | | | | | | |
d3 | Behold the throne of grace | | | | | | | |
d4 | Beside the gospel pool Appointed for the poor | | | | | | | |
d5 | Blest spirits above, whose garments appear | | | | | | | |
d6 | Bride of the Lamb, up to the skies | | | | | | | |
d7 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
d8 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
d9 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
d10 | Compassionate Bridgegroon, my shepherd and friend | | | | | | | |
d11 | Day of judgment, day of wonders | | | | | | | |
d12 | Elijah's example declares | | | | | | | |
d13 | Embarked upon a stormy sea | | | | | | | |
d14 | Ere I sleep, for every favor | | | | | | | |
d15 | Far from the world, O Lord, I [I'd] [we] flee | | | | | | | |
d16 | Free grace to every heaven born soul | | | | | | | |
d17 | God of my [our] life, to [on] thee I [we] call | | | | | | | |
d18 | God of my salvation, hear | | | | | | | |
d19 | Hark, in the wilderness a cry | | | | | | | |
d20 | Hark, the glad sound, Messiah comes | | | | | | | |
d21 | Holy Ghost, inspire our praises | | | | | | | |
d22 | How blest are they whose feet have found | | | | | | | |
d23 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d24 | I shall not always make my moan | | | | | | | |
d25 | Jesu, at thy command, I launch into the deep | | | | | | | |
d26 | Jesus is all my hope | | | | | | | |
d27 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d28 | Jesus, Redeemer, Savior, Lord, The weary sinner | | | | | | | |
d29 | Jesus, where'er thy people meet | | | | | | | |
d30 | Laden with guilt, sinners, arise | | | | | | | |
d31 | Lift up your heads in joyful hope | | | | | | | |
d32 | Lord, I believe a rest remains | | | | | | | |
d33 | Lord, let my spirit dwell | | | | | | | |
d34 | Lord, when the chains of sin were broke | | | | | | | |
d35 | Methinks I hear my Savior say | | | | | | | |
d36 | Mourning and drooping, here we lay | | | | | | | |
d37 | My former hopes are dead [fled], my terror now begins | | | | | | | |
d38 | My soul before thee prostrate lies | | | | | | | |
d39 | No wonder, when God's love | | | | | | | |
d40 | O come, dear youth, I pray attend | | | | | | | |
d41 | O how I have longed to be undrest | | | | | | | |
d42 | O Jesus, my Savior, I fain would embrace | | | | | | | |
d43 | O Jesus, now we humbly pray | | | | | | | |
d44 | O Jesus, our Lord, thy name be adored | | | | | | | |
d45 | O Lord, my best desire [desires] fulfill | | | | | | | |
d46 | O patient, spotless lamb | | | | | | | |
d47 | O Zion, afflicted with wave upon wave | | | | | | | |
d48 | Our Lord is risen from the dead, Our Jesus [Savior] is gone | | | | | | | |
d49 | Our Shepherd alone, the Lord, let us bless | | | | | | | |
d50 | Peace be to this congregation | | | | | | | |
d51 | Physician of my [the] sin sick soul | | | | | | | |
d52 | Pity a helpless sinner, Lord | | | | | | | |
d53 | Poor mourning souls, in deep distress | | | | | | | |
d54 | Rise, my soul, adore thy Maker | | | | | | | |
d55 | See Jesus, our Deliverer great | | | | | | | |
d56 | Sinners, attend, attend I pray | | | | | | | |
d57 | Source of light and power divine | | | | | | | |
d58 | The billows swell, the winds are high | | | | | | | |
d59 | The cross, the cross, O that's my gain | | | | | | | |
d60 | The favored saints of God | | | | | | | |
d61 | The God whose smiles we court | | | | | | | |
d62 | The world can neither give nor take | | | | | | | |
d63 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
d64 | Think now, dear Jesus on the pain | | | | | | | |
d65 | This is the feast of heavenly wine | | | | | | | |
d66 | Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb | | | | | | | |
d67 | Through Christ when we together came | | | | | | | |
d68 | To tell the Savior all my wants | | | | | | | |
d69 | To those who know the Lord, I speak | | | | | | | |
d70 | What objects this that meet my eyes | | | | | | | |
d71 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
d72 | Ye [You] servants of God [Christ] your Master proclaim | | | | | | | |
d73 | Young people, pray attention give | | | | | | | |
d74 | Your harps, ye [you] trembling [mourning] [tearful], saints | | | | | | | |