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101 | Blest are the humble souls that [who] see | | | | | | | |
102 | O if my soul was [were] formed for woe | | | | | | | |
103 | O thou who hearest when sinners cry | | | | | | | |
104 | If glorious angels do rejoice | | | | | | | |
105 | Come in ye blessed of our God [the Lord], and join his children here | | | | | | | |
106 | 'Twas the commission of our [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
107 | The name of the Lord is a fountain of life | | | | | | | |
108 | When Jesus Christ the virgin's son | | | | | | | |
109 | The Lord's disciples when they spread | | | | | | | |
110 | When sinners awake and perceive | | | | | | | |
111 | As the apostles sat at meat | | | | | | | |
112 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove | | | | | | | |
113 | O thou to whose all searching sight | | | | | | | |
114 | Father, I stretch my hand [hands] to thee | | | | | | | |
115 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
116 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
117 | I'll bless the Lord from day to day | | | | | | | |
118 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
119 | Bestow, O [dear] Lord, upon our youth | | | | | | | |
120 | Great God indulge my humble claim | | | | | | | |
121 | Jesus, thy boundless love to me | | | | | | | |
122 | My Savior, thou thy love to me | | | | | | | |
123 | Whilst thee I seek, protecting power | | | | | | | |
124 | Lord, I cannot let thee go Till a blessing thou bestow | | | | | | | |
125 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
126 | Jesus, my Savior, let me be | | | | | | | |
127 | Go watch and pray, thou canst not tell | | | | | | | |
128 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
129 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
130 | Approach, my soul, the mercy seat | | | | | | | |
131 | How long, O Lord, shall I [we] complain | | | | | | | |
132 | With humble heart and tongue, my God | | | | | | | |
133 | Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire | | | | | | | |
134 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
135 | Holy Jesus, lovely lamb, thine and only | | | | | | | |
136 | Lamb of God, for sinners slain, To thee | | | | | | | |
137 | How shall a lost sinner in pain | | | | | | | |
138 | Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend | | | | | | | |
139 | Lord, teach thy servant [servants] how to pray | | | | | | | |
140 | Come Lord from above, the mountains remove | | | | | | | |
141 | My God, consider my distress, let mercy plead my cause | | | | | | | |
142 | With my whole heart I've sought thy face | | | | | | | |
143 | Jesus, the Spring of joys divine | | | | | | | |
144 | Jesus, my Savior, Brother, Friend | | | | | | | |
145 | Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
146 | Jesus' precious name excels | | | | | | | |
147 | Amazing sight, the Savior stands | | | | | | | |
148 | To-day, if you will hear his voice | | | | | | | |
149 | See the fountain opened wide | | | | | | | |
150 | O all that pass by, to Jesus draw near | | | | | | | |
151 | Why sleep we, my brethren; come, let us arise | | | | | | | |
152 | Ye thirsty for [of] God, to Jesus give ear | | | | | | | |
153 | Restless thy spirit, poor wandering sinner | | | | | | | |
154 | Hark, the Redeemer from on high | | | | | | | |
155 | Come, every pious heart | | | | | | | |
156 | O what amazing words of grace Are in the gospel found | | | | | | | |
157 | The Savior calls, let every ear attend | | | | | | | |
158 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
159 | Sinner [sinners], the voice of God regard | | | | | | | |
160 | The voice of my beloved sounds | | | | | | | |
161 | Drooping souls no longer grieve, Heaven | | | | | | | |
162 | Come hither, all ye [you] weary souls | | | | | | | |
163 | Hear the royal proclamation, the glad tidings | | | | | | | |
164 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
165 | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor Behold a royal feast | | | | | | | |
166 | Ye sinners, fear the Lord | | | | | | | |
167 | If Paul in C'sar's court must stand | | | | | | | |
168 | Oppressed with fear, oppressed with grief | | | | | | | |
169 | Would Jesus have the [a] sinner die | | | | | | | |
170 | Depth of mercy, can there be, Mercy still reserved for me? | | | | | | | |
171 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
172 | How condescending, and how kind | | | | | | | |
173 | My God, thy boundless love I [we] praise | | | | | | | |
174 | My soul, with joy attend, While Jesus silence | | | | | | | |
175 | Of all the joys we mortals [which creatures] know | | | | | | | |
176 | So let our lives and lips express | | | | | | | |
177 | Who is this fair one in distress | | | | | | | |
178 | O tell me no more of this [the] world's vain [vain world's] store | | | | | | | |
179 | Begone, unbelief, [for] my [our] Savior is near | | | | | | | |
180 | God is love, his mercy brightens | | | | | | | |
181 | How sweet to reflect on the [those] joys that await me [us] | | | | | | | |
182 | Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song | | | | | | | |
183 | Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King | | | | | | | |
184 | Once more, my soul, the rising day salutes thy waking eyes | | | | | | | |
185 | Again returns the day of holy rest | | | | | | | |
186 | Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high | | | | | | | |
187 | Now the shades of night are gone | | | | | | | |
188 | My lovely Jesus while on earth | | | | | | | |
189 | Great God preserved by thine arm | | | | | | | |
190 | When we with welcome slumber pressed | | | | | | | |
191 | God of my life, my morning song | | | | | | | |
192 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
193 | Glory to thee, my [our] God [O Lord], this night [day] | | | | | | | |
194 | Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray | | | | | | | |
195 | Dread Sovereign, let my evening song | | | | | | | |
196 | Indulgent Father, by whose care | | | | | | | |
197 | All praise to him who dwells in bliss | | | | | | | |
198 | Inspirer and hearer of prayer | | | | | | | |
199 | Softly now the light of day | | | | | | | |
200 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |