# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
302 | Love divine, all loves excelling | | | | | | | |
303 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
304 | Come, ye sinners, poor and needy | | | | | | | |
305 | Must Jesus bear the cross alone | | | | | | | |
306 | Arise, my soul, arise | | | | | | | |
307 | I thirst, thou wounded Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
308 | Ye ransomed sinners, hear | | | | | | | |
309 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
310 | Lord, I am thine, entirely thine | | | | | | | |
311 | O that my load of sin were gone! | | | | | | | |
312 | O for a faith that will not shrink | | | | | | | |
313 | Jesus, thine all-victorious love | | | | | | | |
314 | Forever here my rest shall be | | | | | | | |
315 | O for a heart to praise my God | | | | | | | |
316 | O love divine, how sweet thou art! | | | | | | | |
317 | A charge to keep I have | | | | | | | |
318 | Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
319 | Be it my only wisdom here | | | | | | | |
320 | Work, for the night is coming | | | | | | | |
321 | O it is hard to work for God | | | | | | | |
322 | Come unto me, when shadows darkly gather | | | | | | | |
323 | It may not be our lot to wield | | | | | | | |
324 | My gracious Lord, I own thy right | | | | | | | |
325 | O glorious hope of perfect love! | | | | | | | |
326 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
327 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
328 | Thy way, not mine, O Lord | | | | | | | |
329 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
330 | Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
331 | He leadeth me! O blessed thought! | | | | | | | |
332 | Jesus, the very thought of thee | | | | | | | |
333 | If, on a quiet sea | | | | | | | |
334 | My Jesus, as thou wilt | | | | | | | |
335 | O thou who driest the mourner's tear | | | | | | | |
336 | Gently, Lord, O gently lead us | | | | | | | |
337 | My God, the spring of all my joys | | | | | | | |
338 | Give to the winds thy fears | | | | | | | |
339 | Zion stands with hills surrounded | | | | | | | |
340 | There is an eye that never sleeps | | | | | | | |
341 | Prayer is the soul's sincere desire | | | | | | | |
342 | Come, O thou Traveler unknown | | | | | | | |
343 | My faith looks up to thee | | | | | | | |
344 | Talk with us, Lord, thyself reveal | | | | | | | |
345 | Children of the heavenly King | | | | | | | |
346 | My God, my Life, my Love | | | | | | | |
347 | O Lord, thy work revive | | | | | | | |
348 | More love to thee, O Christ | | | | | | | |
349 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
350 | Try us, O God, and search the ground | | | | | | | |
351 | O thou God of my salvation | | | | | | | |
352 | Nearer, my God, to thee! | | | | | | | |
353 | Jesus! the name high over all | | | | | | | |
354 | I lay my sins on Jesus | | | | | | | |
355 | O could I speak the matchless worth | | | | | | | |
356 | Come thou Fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
357 | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
358 | How tedious and tasteless the hours | | | | | | | |
359 | Come on, my partners in distress | | | | | | | |
360 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
361 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
362 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
363 | I would not live alway: I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
364 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
365 | Come, let us use the grace divine | | | | | | | |
366 | Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish | | | | | | | |
367 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
368 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
369 | The morning light is breaking | | | | | | | |
370 | My heavenly home is bright and fair | | | | | | | |
371 | See how great a flame aspires | | | | | | | |
372 | How happy every child of grace | | | | | | | |
373 | On Jordan's stormy banks I stand | | | | | | | |
374 | The cross! the cross! the blood-stain'd cross! | | | | | | | |
375 | Precious promise God hath given | | | | | | | |
376 | Saviour, again to thy dear name we raise | | | | | | | |
377 | What to me are earth's pleasures and what its flowing tears? | | | | | | | |
378 | Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
379 | I know I love thee better, Lord | | | | | | | |
380 | Oh, bliss of the purified! bliss of the free! | | | | | | | |
381 | Behold, behold! the Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
382 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
383 | O when shall I see Jesus, and dwell with him above | | | | | | | |
384 | What ship is this that is passing by? | | | | | | | |
385 | Happy day, happy day! | | | | | | | |
386 | Come to the Saviour, come | | | | | | | |
387 | Ho every one that thirsts! | | | | | | | |
388 | We'll cross the river of Jordan | | | | | | | |
389 | Save! O save, Save, mighty Lord | | | | | | | |
390 | O he's taken my feet from the mire and the clay | | | | | | | |
391 | Praise, the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul | | | | | | | |
392 | The cross, the cross, the precious cross | | | | | | | |
393 | They'll sing their welcome home to me | | | | | | | |
394 | The cross of Christ I'll cherish | | | | | | | |
395 | In the sweet by and by | | | | | | | |
396 | Rocks and storms I'll fear no more | | | | | | | |
397 | Help me, dear Saviour, thee to own | | | | | | | |
398 | Many are the friends who are waiting | | | | | | | |
399 | Jesus died for you | | | | | | | |
400 | O for converting grace | | | | | | | |
401 | There you'll sing hallelujah | | | | | | | |