# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
301 | Must Jesus bear the cross alone | | | | | | | |
302 | Father, how wide thy glory shines! | | | | | | | |
303 | Mortals, awake, with angels join | | | | | | | |
304 | Oh, where are kings and empires now | | | | | | | |
305 | I see in heaven those mansions bright | | | | | | | |
306 | My days are swiftly gliding by | | | | | | | |
307 | Delay not, delay not, O sinner, draw near | | | | | | | |
308 | I was a wandering sheep | | | | | | | |
309 | "For ever with the Lord!" | | | | | | | |
310 | Come, Lord! and tarry not | | | | | | | |
311 | Drooping souls, no longer mourn | | | | | | | |
312 | Dying souls, fast bound in sin | | | | | | | |
313 | I lay my sins on Jesus | | | | | | | |
314 | The praise of Zion waits for thee | | | | | | | |
315 | Inscribed upon the cross we see | IOSCO | | | | | | |
316 | Nature with open volume stands | | | | | | | |
317 | My spirit looks to God alone | | | | | | | |
318 | O thou that hear'st when sinners cry | | | | | | | |
319 | My spirit sinks within me, Lord! | | | | | | | |
320 | When we, our wearied limbs to rest | | | | | | | |
321 | A few more years shall roll | | | | | | | |
322 | Far down the ages now | | | | | | | |
323 | Child of man, whose seed below | | | | | | | |
324 | Crowns of glory ever bright | | | | | | | |
325 | Holy, holy, holy, Lord | | | | | | | |
326 | Depth of mercy!--can there be | | | | | | | |
327 | Heavenly Father, sovereign Lord | | | | | | | |
328 | Holy Spirit! Love Divine! | | | | | | | |
329 | Holy, holy, holy Lord | | | | | | | |
330 | Hark! the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
331 | Who are these in bright array | | | | | | | |
332 | Light of those whose dreary dwelling | | | | | | | |
333 | Come, thou long-expected Jesus | | | | | | | |
334 | Shepherds! hail the wondrous stranger | | | | | | | |
335 | God is love, his mercy brightens | | | | | | | |
336 | People of the living God | | | | | | | |
337 | When on Sinai's top I see | | | | | | | |
338 | Saviour, when in dust to thee | HOTHAM | | | | | | |
339 | All ye nations, praise the Lord! | | | | | | | |
340 | O thou from whom all goodness flows | | | | | | | |
341 | Come, let us lift our joyful eyes | | | | | | | |
342 | Let children hear the mighty deeds | | | | | | | |
343 | On the mountains' top appearing | | | | | | | |
344 | Far from us be grief and sadness | | | | | | | |
345 | Come, thou soul-transforming spirit | | | | | | | |
346 | Zion stands with hills surrounded | | | | | | | |
347 | Exalt the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
348 | Ye sons of earth arise | | | | | | | |
349 | Ye servants of the Lord | | | | | | | |
350 | Thou art, O Christ, the Way | | | | | | | |
351 | One sweetly solemn thought | | | | | | | |
352 | The Spirit, in our hearts | | | | | | | |
353 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
354 | For all thy saints, O God | | | | | | | |
355 | Come, thou Almighty King | | | | | | | |
356 | Come, all ye saints of God | | | | | | | |
357 | My faith looks up to thee | | | | | | | |
358 | Sow in the morn thy seed | | | | | | | |
359 | If Jesus be my friend | | | | | | | |
360 | My soul, it is thy God | | | | | | | |
361 | Come, ye that fear the Lord | | | | | | | |
362 | Am I called? and can it be? | | | | | | | |
363 | Son of God! to thee I cry | | | | | | | |
364 | Oh, worship the King, all-glorious above | | | | | | | |
365 | O, praise ye the Lord! prepare your glad voice | | | | | | | |
366 | Sing to the Lord in joyful strains | | | | | | | |
367 | Sing, ye redeemed of the Lord | | | | | | | |
368 | These are the crowns that we shall wear | | | | | | | |
369 | Have mercy on us, God Most High! | | | | | | | |
370 | Hearts of stone! relent, relent | | | | | | | |
371 | Once I thought my mountain strong | | | | | | | |
372 | Jesus, hail! thou great I AM! | | | | | | | |
373 | O thou who driest the mourner's tear | | | | | | | |
374 | O God of mercy, hear my call | | | | | | | |
375 | O, for a heart to praise my God | | | | | | | |
376 | Happy the home, when God is there | | | | | | | |
377 | Oh, praise the Lord! for He is good | | | | | | | |
378 | How calm and beautiful the morn | | | | | | | |
379 | The day of wrath, that dreadful day | | | | | | | |
380 | Lord! in the morning thou shalt hear | | | | | | | |
381 | Oh, where is He that trod the sea? | | | | | | | |
382 | Let saints below in concert sing | | | | | | | |
383 | Come, shout aloud the father's grace | | | | | | | |
384 | Dark was the night, and cold the ground | | | | | | | |
385 | Jesus, these eyes have never seen | PHUVAH | | | | | | |
386 | I see the crowd in Pilate's hall | | | | | | | |
387 | Stand up, and bless the Lord | | | | | | | |
388 | The Church has waited long | | | | | | | |
389 | Come to the land of peace | | | | | | | |
390 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
391 | 'Tis by Thy strength the mountains stand | | | | | | | |
392 | Amazing grace! how sweet the sound | | | | | | | |
393 | O all ye lands, rejoice in God! | | | | | | | |
394 | I'll bless the Lord from day to day | | | | | | | |
395 | Behold us, Lord, and let our cry | | | | | | | |
396 | The Lord, the Judge, before his throne | | | | | | | |
397 | Holy and reverend is the name | | | | | | | |
398 | Jesus, who on Calvary's mountain | | | | | | | |
399 | Tarry with me, O my Saviour! | | | | | | | |
400 | Peace be to this sacred dwelling | | | | | | | |