# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
I | My heart and voice I raise | | | | | | | |
II | The Son of Man they did betray | | | | | | | |
III | Dark and throny is the desert | | | | | | | |
IV | Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing | | | | | | | |
V | Burst ye em'rald gates and bring | | | | | | | |
VI | Lo! he cometh! countless trumpets | | | | | | | |
VII | 'Tis my happiness below | | | | | | | |
VIII | Jesus! and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
IX | Come, O thou traveller unknown | | | | | | | |
X | Yield to me now, for I am weak | | | | | | | |
XI | O give me, Lord, my sins to mourn | | | | | | | |
XII | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
XIII | Backsliders, who your mis'ry feel | | | | | | | |
XIV | Inspire our souls, thou heav'nly Dove | | | | | | | |
XV | See a poor sinner, dearest Lord | | | | | | | |
XVI | Ye careless professors, who rest on your lees | | | | | | | |
XVII | O thou, from whom all goodness flows | | | | | | | |
XVIII | Sinner, O why so thoughtless grwon? | | | | | | | |
XIX | Ye tempted and try'd, to Jesus draw nigh | | | | | | | |
XX | Farewel, vain world, your charms I bid adieu | | | | | | | |
XXI | 'Tis life to know the dying Lamb | | | | | | | |
XXII | Let us awake our joys | | | | | | | |
XXIII | Sinners, behold the Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
XXIV | Glory to God on high | | | | | | | |
XXV | Awake, my soul, in joyful lays | | | | | | | |
XXVI | King of Salem, bless my soul! | | | | | | | |
XXVII | I've found the pearl of greatest price | | | | | | | |
XXVIII | Jesus, since thou art still to-day | | | | | | | |
XXIX | Ye sin-sick souls, dismiss your fears | | | | | | | |
XXX | Jesus, my dreadful leprosy | | | | | | | |
XXXI | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
XXXII | I know that my Redeemer lives | | | | | | | |
XXXIII | In Sharon's lovely Rose | | | | | | | |
XXXIV | To thee, my Shepherd and my Lord | | | | | | | |
XXXV | Great Sun of righteousness, arise | | | | | | | |
XXXVI | Jesus is all I wish or want | | | | | | | |
XXXVII | Inquiring souls, who long to find | | | | | | | |
XXXVIII | Wisdom divine lifts up her voice | | | | | | | |
XXXIX | At anchor laid, remote from home | | | | | | | |
XL | For ever shall my fainting soul | | | | | | | |
XLI | O Lord, my life, my Saviour God | | | | | | | |
XLII | In the floods of tribulation | | | | | | | |
XLIII | Thus Agur breath'd his warm desire | | | | | | | |
XLIV | See, Gabriel swift descend to earth | | | | | | | |
XLV | Dare we indulge our wrath and strife | | | | | | | |
XLVI | Jesus I know hath died for me | | | | | | | |
XLVII | O thou, that hear'st the pray'r of faith | | | | | | | |
XLVIII | Nothing but thy blood, O Jesus | | | | | | | |
XLIX | Create, O God, my pow'rs anew | | | | | | | |
L | Come, holy Ghost, descend from high | | | | | | | |
LI | Since thou art pleas'd thy saints to own | | | | | | | |
LII | We now, O thou eternal God | | | | | | | |
LIII | Behold what matchless tender love | | | | | | | |
LIV | Behold what condescending love | | | | | | | |
LV | The Saviour, with inviting voice | | | | | | | |
LVI | Great God, now condescend | | | | | | | |
LVII | Great God, we in thy courts appear | | | | | | | |
LVIII | The holy Eunuch, when baptiz'd | | | | | | | |
LIX | Like Bartimeus we are blind | | | | | | | |
LX | Encouraged by thy word | | | | | | | |
LXI | How long, thou faithful God, shall I | | | | | | | |
LXII | Beside the gospel pool Appointed for the poor | | | | | | | |
LXIII | Father of merices, in thy word | | | | | | | |
LXIV | Precious Bible! what a treasure | | | | | | | |
LXV | Grace! 'tis a charming sound! | | | | | | | |
LXVI | Hark! 'tis the Saviour's voice I hear | | | | | | | |
LXVII | Now in a song of grateful praise | | | | | | | |
LXVIII | Jesus, on whom the Spirit came | | | | | | | |
LXIX | Tho' but a moment be our life | | | | | | | |
LXX | Thou sweet gliding Kedron, by thy silver stream | | | | | | | |
LXXI | Dost thou request a feeble worm | | | | | | | |
LXXII | Poor needy souls athirst and faint | | | | | | | |
LXXIII | Thou wilt not crush the poor and weak | | | | | | | |
LXXIV | Head of thy Church, attend | | | | | | | |
LXXV | Eternal pow'r almighty God! | | | | | | | |
LXXVI | Ye humble souls, procalim abroad | | | | | | | |
LXXVII | Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess | | | | | | | |
LXXVIII | Infinite grace! and can it be | | | | | | | |
LXXIX | Holy and rev'rend is the name | | | | | | | |
LXXX | Thro' endless years thou art the same | | | | | | | |
LXXXI | Come ye that know and fear the Lord | | | | | | | |
LXXXII | In some good books one reads of a divine | | | | | | | |
LXXXIII | Here long I shall not stay | | | | | | | |
LXXXIV | When gathering clouds around I view | | | | | | | |
LXXXV | Almighty God! I humbly kneel | | | | | | | |
LXXXVI | Depth of mercy! can there be | | | | | | | |
LXXXVII | Hearts of stone, relent, relent | | | | | | | |
LXXXVIII | Expiring in the sinner's place | | | | | | | |
LXXXIX | How long, thou faithful God, shall I | | | | | | | |
LXL | And shall I let him go? | | | | | | | |
LXLI | Father, see the victim slain | | | | | | | |
LXLII | Father, if thou willing be | | | | | | | |
XLXIII | Go, my beloved husband, go | | | | | | | |
XCIV[XLIV] | Brighter than the solar ray | | | | | | | |
LXLV | Say, would an heir that's travelling hence | | | | | | | |
LXLVI | Various as is man's lot on earth | | | | | | | |
LXLVII | That I may youthful follies flee | | | | | | | |
LXLVIII | Kindred, and friends, and native land | | | | | | | |
LXLIX | Children and friends and brothers dear | | | | | | | |
C | Let the etereal skies resound | | | | | | | |