| # | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
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| d1 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
| d2 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
| d3 | Are you working, are you working | | | | | | | |
| d4 | At the name of Jesus every knee shall bow | | | | | | | |
| d5 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
| d6 | Cling to the Mighty One | | | | | | | |
| d7 | Come to Jesus, come to Jesus, Come to Jesus just now | | | | | | | |
| d8 | Come to Jesus! He will save you Though your sins as crimson glow | | | | | | | |
| d9 | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
| d10 | Faith in God's word is but the way | | | | | | | |
| d11 | Glory to Jesus, who died on the tree | | | | | | | |
| d12 | Hark, the voice of Jesus crying Who will go and work today | | | | | | | |
| d13 | How far is it called to the grave | | | | | | | |
| d14 | How many sheep are straying | | | | | | | |
| d15 | I am coming to the cross, I am poor | | | | | | | |
| d16 | I hear the Savior say, thy strength indeed is small | | | | | | | |
| d17 | I love thy church, O God | | | | | | | |
| d18 | I was once far away from the Savior, And as vile | | | | | | | |
| d19 | I was pure as dews that fall | | | | | | | |
| d20 | Into a [the] tent where a gypsy boy lay | | | | | | | |
| d21 | I've [I have] found a friend in Jesus, He's everything to me | | | | | | | |
| d22 | Lift your eyes and look on Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d23 | Lord, I am thine, Send help to me | | | | | | | |
| d24 | My Father is rich in houses and lands | | | | | | | |
| d25 | My Jesus [Savior], I love thee, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
| d26 | No more my own, Lord Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d27 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
| d28 | Oft within a little cottage | | | | | | | |
| d29 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
| d30 | Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling | | | | | | | |
| d31 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
| d32 | Take all else, but leave me Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d33 | The valley of decision it is near | | | | | | | |
| d34 | There are angels hovering round | | | | | | | |
| d35 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
| d36 | There is a green hill far away, Without a city wall | | | | | | | |
| d37 | There were ninety and nine that [who] safely lay | | | | | | | |
| d38 | Wander the weary over the land | | | | | | | |
| d39 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
| d40 | We will walk in the footsteps of our Lord | | | | | | | |
| d41 | White as snow, what a promise | | | | | | | |
| d42 | Why am I so happy and free from all sin | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]
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