A Collection of original and select hymns and spiritual songs: for the use of Christian societies

#	Text	Tune
I	I'll praise my Maker while I've breath
II	What sound is this salutes mine ear
III	To day if you will hear his voice
IV	Awak'd by Sinai's awful sound
V	Come, my soul, and let us try, For a little season
VI	Attend, ye children of your God
VII	Attend, ye saints, and hear me tell
VIII	I am a stranger here below
IX	Backsliders, who your mis'ry feel
X	Christ is set on Zion's hill
XI	The reason we love Friendship
XII	By whom was David taught
XIII	Ye happy souls, arise
XIV	Remember, sinful youth, you must die
XV	The voice of Free Grace, cries escape to the mountain
XVI	Encouraged by thy word
XVII	When Paul was parted from his friends
XVIII	Come on, my fellow pilgrims, come
XIX	Sweet was the time when first I felt
XX	Stop, poor sinner, stop and think
XXI	Come, all who are new-lights indeed
XXII	Now we are met in holy fear
XXIII	Dear Saviour, we rejoice to hear
XXIV	O with what pleasure we behold
XXV	How lost was my condition
XXVI	Children of the heavenly King
XXVII	Humble souls, who seek salvation
XXVIII	In Jordan's tide the Baptist stands
XXIX	Young converts on the banks
XXX	O ye blood-wash'd ransom'd sinners
XXXI	These honour'd saints, redeem'd by blood
XXXII	Mercy, O thou son of David
XXXIII	O when shall I see Jesus
XXXIV	Precious Bible! what a treasure
XXXV	Through tribulation's deep
XXXVI	O God, my heart with love inflame
XXXVII	Jesus, at thy command
XXXVIII	Ye Saints, attend the Saviour's voice
XXXIX	Professed foll'wers of the Lamb
XL	I know that my Redeemer lives
XLI	See how the mounting sun
XLII	Come, all ye Christian Pilgrims
XLIII	I'm glad I ever saw the day
XLIV	Is there any body here like leprous Nnaman
XLV	Listed into the cause of sin
XLVI	Come all ye mourning pilgrims
XLVII	I ask'd the Lord that I might grow
XLVIII	Angels roll the rock away
XLIX	Now the Saviour stands a pleading
L	Brethren, I bid you all farewell
LI	Jesus, and shall it ever be
LII	Alas! and did my Saviour bleed
LIII	O blessed souls are they
LIV	Sing the dear Saviour's glorious fame
LV	Assist my soul, my heav'nly King
LVI	That glorious day is drawing nigh
LVII	O what a wretched sinner, Lord
LVIII	Farewell, vain world, I bid adieu
LIX	O what a cruel wretch am I
LX	Come think on death and judgement
LXI	Am I indeed born from above
LXII	Jerusalem, my happy home
LXIII	Is this unpleasing cup now given
LXIV	More than ten years have roll'd away
LXV	Farewell my brethren, all farewell
LXVI	Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing
LXVII	Here in the presence of our God
LXVIII	Sinners, behold the Saviour stands
LXIX	Saviour I do feel thy merit
LXX	All hail! the great Immanuel's name
LXXI	Awake, and sing the song
LXXII	The tree of life, my soul hath seen
LXXIII	Do we not know that solemn word
LXXIV	Election what a glorious plan
LXXV	O What a state my soul is in
LXXVI	Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched
LXXVII	The Lord into his garden comes
LXXVIII	I sing a Song which doth belong
LXXIX	We've found the Rock the travellers cry'd
LXXX	Wand'ring pilgrims, mouring Christians
LXXXI	What various hindrances we meet
LXXXII	What good news the angels bring
LXXXIII	Brethren sing, 'tis right you should
LXXXIV	O tell me no more of this world's vain store
LXXXV	Nations attend, let ev'ry mortal hear
LXXXVI	'Gainst thee, thou holy, just, and wise
LXXXVII	Jesus grant us all a blessing
LXXXVIII	Ye humble souls that seek the Lord
LXXXIX	Ye glittering toys of earth adieu
XC	Proclaim, saith Christ, my wondrous grace
XCI	Bold wretch indeed! that dares presume
XCII	A Soldier, Lord thou hast me made
XCIII	I, Jesus, am ascended high
XCIV	Ho if ye pilgrims be
XCVa	Join all who love the Saviour's name
XCVIa	Begin the third of Mstthew
XCVb	My soul is full of glory, inspiring my tongue
XCVIb	Come all ye mourning souls
XCVII	'Mong all the priests of Jewish race
XCVIII	The day is past and gone