# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
301 | Nothing but thy blood, O Jesus | | | | | | | |
302 | Be not dismay'd--in time of need | | | | | | | |
303 | O God of all compassion | | | | | | | |
304 | Out of the deep I cried | | | | | | | |
305 | Lord Jesus Christ, if thou wert not my Saviour | | | | | | | |
306 | With deeply humbled hearts we make confessions | | | | | | | |
307 | Ere we know our lost condition | | | | | | | |
308 | As the serpent, rais'd by Moses | | | | | | | |
309 | The Lamb of God was slain | | | | | | | |
310 | In holy writ it is avow'd | | | | | | | |
311 | Faith comes by hearing God's record | | | | | | | |
312 | From life and grace, (this we are bold | | | | | | | |
313 | Mistaken souls! that dream of heav'n | | | | | | | |
314 | Though ev'ry child of God | | | | | | | |
315 | Now I have found the ground wherein | | | | | | | |
316 | Hail, Alpha and Omega, hail! | | | | | | | |
317 | By various maxims, forms and rules | | | | | | | |
318 | When shall I gain the glorious dress | | | | | | | |
319 | Lamb of God, who thee receive | | | | | | | |
320 | Heal us, Immanuel, here we are | | | | | | | |
321 | O Jesus, 'fore whose radiation | | | | | | | |
322 | The language of true faith | | | | | | | |
323 | Thou Friend of sinners, hear my cry | | | | | | | |
324 | I to my God am reconcil'd | | | | | | | |
325 | When rising winds, and rain descending | | | | | | | |
326 | Jesus, our glorious Head and Chief | | | | | | | |
327 | The Saviour's blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
328 | Grace! grace! O that's a welcome sound! | | | | | | | |
329 | O what a depth of love and boundless grace | | | | | | | |
330 | When a sinner in affliction | | | | | | | |
331 | What joy or honor could we have | | | | | | | |
332 | Happy the souls who contrite are | | | | | | | |
333 | With glorious clouds encompass'd round | | | | | | | |
334 | O can it be that I should gain | | | | | | | |
335 | In evil long I took delight | | | | | | | |
336 | Not all the blood of beasts | | | | | | | |
337 | How lost was my condition | | | | | | | |
338 | O thou, who pardon canst impart | | | | | | | |
339 | My Lord, how great the favor | | | | | | | |
340 | The one thing needful, that good part | | | | | | | |
341 | The more forgiveness thou dost deign t' afford | | | | | | | |
342 | Thou, Lord, must for thy sake forgive | | | | | | | |
343 | Unto the Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
344 | O God of mercy, grace and love! | | | | | | | |
345 | O! at last I've found my Saviour | | | | | | | |
346 | We pray thee, wounded Lamb of God! | | | | | | | |
347 | Didst thou, Lord Jesus, me incline | | | | | | | |
348 | O God! whose love (immense in height | | | | | | | |
349 | Take, Lord, all self from me, that I | | | | | | | |
350 | Jesus, thy light again I view | | | | | | | |
351 | "Give me thy heart, my son,' thus saith the Lord | | | | | | | |
352 | O take my heart, and whatsoe'er is mine | | | | | | | |
353 | Lord, take my heart just as it is | | | | | | | |
354 | O Lord in me fulfil | | | | | | | |
355 | Lord, thou mad'st the universe | | | | | | | |
356 | Grant, most gracious Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
357 | Lord, take my sinful, worthless heart | | | | | | | |
358 | Destroy, O Lord, the carnal mind | | | | | | | |
359 | Searcher of hearts, thou know'st thy love | | | | | | | |
360 | O might we all, Lord God our Saviour | | | | | | | |
361 | Present your bodies to the Lord | | | | | | | |
362 | Jesus, thou art my heart's delight | | | | | | | |
363 | What peace divine, what perfect happiness | | | | | | | |
364 | How bright appears the Morning-Star | | | | | | | |
365 | The unbounded love of my Creator | | | | | | | |
366 | Bliss beyond compare | | | | | | | |
367 | Lord Jesus, my pray'r | | | | | | | |
368 | 'Tis the most blest and needful part | | | | | | | |
369 | Thy child so minded ever keep | | | | | | | |
370 | Thou Lamb once slain, Thou Lamb once slain | | | | | | | |
371 | O let thy countenance, most loving Saviour | | | | | | | |
372 | Jesus, my Savior, full of grace | | | | | | | |
373 | O dearest Lord, take thou my heart! | | | | | | | |
374 | 'Tis heav'n on earth by faith to see | | | | | | | |
375 | O Jesus, everlasting God | | | | | | | |
376 | Thou hidden Source of calm repose | | | | | | | |
377 | 'Tis through the grace thou dost bestow | | | | | | | |
378 | O that we could for ever sit | | | | | | | |
379 | O what is Christ to me! | | | | | | | |
380 | Be our comfort which ne'er faileth | | | | | | | |
381 | Can any contemplation | | | | | | | |
382 | Moments of ecstatic pleasure | | | | | | | |
383 | Bethany, O peaceful habitation | | | | | | | |
384 | Though we can't see our Saviour | | | | | | | |
385 | When Christ our Saviour lives and dwelleth | | | | | | | |
386 | Jesus, my King, thy kind and gracious sceptre | | | | | | | |
387 | How great the bliss to be a sheep of Jesus | | | | | | | |
388 | O days of solid happiness | | | | | | | |
389 | How blest am I, most gracious Saviour | | | | | | | |
390 | Jesus, thou hast reveal'd | | | | | | | |
391 | Blest are they, supremely blest | | | | | | | |
392 | With grateful hearts we all declare | | | | | | | |
393 | Jesus, whose hands once pierc'd with nails | | | | | | | |
394 | O if the Lamb had not been slain | | | | | | | |
395 | O happy days, days mark'd with solid blessing | | | | | | | |
396 | What peace divine, unetterable | | | | | | | |
397 | Our lot how blessed! | | | | | | | |
398 | Amazing grace! (how sweet the sound!) | | | | | | | |
399 | My All in all, my faithful Friend! | | | | | | | |
400 | My Saviour left his throne, and came | | | | | | | |