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H241 | Come hither, all ye weary souls | | | | | | | |
H242 | From the cross uplifted high | | | | | | | |
H243 | The Saviour calls--let every ear | | | | | | | |
H244 | Come! said Jesus' sacred voice | | | | | | | |
H245 | All ye, who feel distressed for sin | | | | | | | |
H246 | Come, weary souls, with sin oppressed | | | | | | | |
H247 | Sinners, the voice of God regard | | | | | | | |
H248 | Oh, cease! my wandering soul | | | | | | | |
H249 | Come, ye sinners--poor and wretched | | | | | | | |
H250 | Ye dying sons of men | | | | | | | |
H251 | Sinners, behold the Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
H252 | The voice of free grace cries--'Escape to the mountain!' | | | | | | | |
H253 | The Spirit, in our hearts | | | | | | | |
H254 | Oh what amazing words of grace | | | | | | | |
H255 | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor | | | | | | | |
H256 | Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan | | | | | | | |
H257 | Ho! everyone that thirsts--draw nigh | | | | | | | |
H258 | Great Source of being and of love! | | | | | | | |
H259 | Now is th'accepted time | | | | | | | |
H260 | All yesterday is gone! | | | | | | | |
H261 | In vain we lavish out our lives | | | | | | | |
H262 | Let us adore the grace that seeks | | | | | | | |
H263 | Return, O wanderer--now return! | | | | | | | |
H264 | Thus saith the wisdom of the Lord | | | | | | | |
H265 | Ye, who in his courts are found | | | | | | | |
H266 | Sinners, turn--why will ye die? | | | | | | | |
H267 | Sinner, oh why so thoughtless grown? | | | | | | | |
H268 | Lord, how secure my conscience was | | | | | | | |
H269 | My former hopes are fled | | | | | | | |
H270 | Amid displays of wrath and love | | | | | | | |
H271 | Almighty Father! God of grace! | | | | | | | |
H272 | Long have we heard the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
H273 | Perpetual Source of light and grace | | | | | | | |
H274 | Dear Jesus--when--when shall it be | | | | | | | |
H275 | Oh for that tenderness of heart | | | | | | | |
H276 | And are we, wretches, yet alive! | | | | | | | |
H277 | Is this the kind return? | | | | | | | |
H278 | With tears of anguish I lament | | | | | | | |
H279 | God of mercy!--God of grace! | | | | | | | |
H280 | Lord, thou hast won--at length I yield | | | | | | | |
H281 | Did Christ o'er sinner's weep | | | | | | | |
H282 | Dear Saviour! when my thoughts recall | | | | | | | |
H283 | Depth of mercy!--can there be | | | | | | | |
H284 | Oh, if my soul was formed for wo | | | | | | | |
H285 | Vain are the hopes the sons of men | | | | | | | |
H286 | No more, my God--I boast no more | | | | | | | |
H287 | Prostrate, dear Jesus, at thy feet | | | | | | | |
H288 | Father of mercies--God of love! | | | | | | | |
H289 | Awaked from sin's delusive sleep | | | | | | | |
H290 | Lord, I approach the mercy-seat | | | | | | | |
H291 | Thou Lord of all above | | | | | | | |
H292 | Oh thou, whose tender mercy hears | | | | | | | |
H293 | Ye sons of earth, arise! | | | | | | | |
H294 | How oft, alas! this wretched heart | | | | | | | |
H295 | Return, my roving heart, return | | | | | | | |
H296 | Ah! wretched, vile, ungrateful heart | | | | | | | |
H297 | My Saviour, let me hear thy voice | | | | | | | |
H298 | Faith is the brightest evidence | | | | | | | |
H299 | Faith--'tis a precious grace | | | | | | | |
H300 | Mistaken souls, that dream of heaven | | | | | | | |
H301 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
H302 | Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
H303 | O thou, that hear'st the prayer of faith | | | | | | | |
H304 | Here, at thy cross, my gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
H305 | Happy the heart, where graces reign | | | | | | | |
H306 | Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews | | | | | | | |
H307 | My God! the spring of all my joys | | | | | | | |
H308 | My God--my life--my love | | | | | | | |
H309 | My God--my portion--and my love | | | | | | | |
H310 | Eternal Source of joys divine | | | | | | | |
H311 | In vain I trace creation o'er | | | | | | | |
H312 | Thou only Sovereign of my heart | | | | | | | |
H313 | What though no flowers the fig-tree clothe | | | | | | | |
H314 | Behold! what wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
H315 | Sovereign of all the worlds on high | | | | | | | |
H316 | Most gracious God, reveal | | | | | | | |
H317 | And can my heart aspire so high | | | | | | | |
H318 | My God, my Father--blissful name! | | | | | | | |
H319 | Whence do our mournful thoughts arise? | | | | | | | |
H320 | And art thou with us, gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
H321 | Great Source of boundless power and grace! | | | | | | | |
H322 | Hear, gracious Lord, my humble prayer | | | | | | | |
H323 | O God of Bethel! by whose hand | | | | | | | |
H324 | Your harps, ye trembling saints | | | | | | | |
H325 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
H326 | Grace, like an uncorrupted seed | | | | | | | |
H327 | Shall we go on to sin | | | | | | | |
H328 | My gracious Lord, I own thy right | | | | | | | |
H329 | Ye servants of the Lord | | | | | | | |
H330 | Naked, as from the earth we came | | | | | | | |
H331 | O thou, whose mercy guides my way! | | | | | | | |
H332 | It is the Lord--enthroned in light | | | | | | | |
H333 | Since all the varying scenes of time | | | | | | | |
H334 | In thy rebukes, all-gracious God | | | | | | | |
H335 | O Lord! my best desires fulfil | | | | | | | |
H336 | If, through unruffled seas | | | | | | | |
H337 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
H338 | Thou boundless source of every good! | | | | | | | |
H339 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
H340 | My God, the covenant of thy love | | | | | | | |