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1 | The Lord into his garden comes | | | | | | | |
2 | Awak'd by Sinai's awful sound | | | | | | | |
3 | Farewell, dear friends, I must be gone | | | | | | | |
4 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
5 | Arise and shine, O Zion fair | | | | | | | |
6 | What poor despised company | | | | | | | |
7 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
8 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
9 | As near to Calvary I pass | | | | | | | |
10 | This world is all a fleeting show | | | | | | | |
11 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
12 | Jesus, grant us all a blessing | | | | | | | |
13 | Dark and thorny is the desert | | | | | | | |
14 | Sweet is the mem'ry of the dead | | | | | | | |
15 | Come and taste along with me | | | | | | | |
16 | While shepherds in Jewry were guarding their sheep | | | | | | | |
17 | There is a school on earth begun | | | | | | | |
18 | Adieu! my dear brethren, adieu! | | | | | | | |
19 | Hearken ye sprightly, and attend ye vain ones | | | | | | | |
20 | Sirs, we would see Jesus | | | | | | | |
21 | Come, my brethren, let us try | | | | | | | |
22 | Come, my christian friends and brethren | | | | | | | |
23 | Hark! listen to the trumpeters | | | | | | | |
24 | Lift up your hearts, Immanuel's friends | | | | | | | |
25 | Whither goest thou, pilgrim stranger | | | | | | | |
26 | Brethren, see my Jesus coming | | | | | | | |
27 | When I set out for glory | | | | | | | |
28 | Saw ye my Saviour, saw ye my Saviour | | | | | | | |
29 | See, th' eternal Judge descending | | | | | | | |
30 | Don't you see my Jesus coming? | | | | | | | |
31 | Now the truth is gaining ground | | | | | | | |
32 | How happy, how loving, how joyful I feel | | | | | | | |
33 | This morning most sweetly the gales are all blowing | | | | | | | |
34 | The son of man they did betray | | | | | | | |
35 | Awake, O guilty world, awake | | | | | | | |
36 | When shall we three meet again? | | | | | | | |
37 | I've listed in the Holy War | | | | | | | |
38 | How can I vent my grief? | | | | | | | |
39 | Stop, poor sinner, stop and think | | | | | | | |
40 | The gospel ship is sailing by | | | | | | | |
41 | Sweet are the gifts which gracious heaven | | | | | | | |
42 | Nay, I cannot let thee go | | | | | | | |
43 | Ye Jewels of my master | | | | | | | |
44 | Burst, ye emerald gates, and bring | | | | | | | |
45 | The voice of Free Grace | | | | | | | |
46 | Almighty love inspire | | | | | | | |
47 | Jesus! and shall it ever be! | | | | | | | |
48 | O thou in whose presence | | | | | | | |
49 | Let thy Kingdom, blessed Saviour | | | | | | | |
50 | O when shall I see Jesus | | | | | | | |
51 | Hosanna to Jesus, I am fill'd with his praises | | | | | | | |
52 | Hail! the blest morn, when the great Mediator | | | | | | | |
53 | The pure testimony, put forth in the spirit | | | | | | | |
54 | O how charming, O how charming | | | | | | | |
55 | Come and taste along with me | | | | | | | |
56 | O may I worthy prove to see | | | | | | | |
57 | Through tribulations deep | | | | | | | |
58 | There is a land of pleasure | | | | | | | |
59 | Jesus to every willing mind | | | | | | | |
60 | Young people, all attention give | | | | | | | |
61 | We've found the rock, the travellers cried | | | | | | | |
62 | We're met, dear friends, in Jesus' name | | | | | | | |
63 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
64 | What hath the world to equal this | | | | | | | |
65 | Ye fearful saints march on | | | | | | | |
66 | To keep the lamp alive | | | | | | | |
67 | Lord dismiss us with thy blessing | | | | | | | |
68 | Brethren, while we sojourn here | | | | | | | |
69 | Daniel's wisdom may I know | | | | | | | |
70 | O Zion afflicted with wave upon wave | | | | | | | |
71 | Ye sons of the main, ye that sail o'er the flood | | | | | | | |
72 | Bless God, O my soul, rejoice in his name | | | | | | | |
73 | The blessed Jesus, loving Saviour | | | | | | | |
74 | Hark! brethren, don't you hear the sound? | | | | | | | |
75 | Bright scenes of glory strike my sense | | | | | | | |
76 | If ever pity mov'd thee | | | | | | | |
77 | Now begin the heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
78 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
79 | Saviour, visit thy plantation | | | | | | | |
80 | Encourag'd by thy word | | | | | | | |
81 | I set myself against the Lord | | | | | | | |
82 | Throughout the Saviour's life we trace | | | | | | | |
83 | Destruction's dangerous road | | | | | | | |
84 | Our souls by love together knit | | | | | | | |
85 | Wandering pilgrims, mourning christians | | | | | | | |
86 | In evil long I took delight | | | | | | | |
87 | The glorious day is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
88 | The old Isaelites knew what it was that they must do | | | | | | | |
89 | Hither, ye faithful, haste with songs of triumph | | | | | | | |
90 | Shout aloud, O ye angels | | | | | | | |
91 | Come, O my friends, wherever you be | | | | | | | |
92 | Come, precious souls, and let us take | | | | | | | |
93 | Call'd to a sense of duty | | | | | | | |
94 | As pensive I ranged my soul in devotion | | | | | | | |
95 | The time soon is coming by the prophets foretold | | | | | | | |
96 | To him who did salvation bring | | | | | | | |
97 | Like a ship, see the church thro' the ocean she rolls | | | | | | | |
98 | The gospel trump is sounding | | | | | | | |
99 | Mine eyes are now closing to rest | | | | | | | |
100 | The people called christians how many things they tell | | | | | | | |