# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
401 | Sinners, obey the gospel word | | | | | | | |
402 | Tell me, wand'rer, wildly roving | | | | | | | |
403 | Sinner, art thou still secure? | | | | | | | |
404 | The Savior calls! let every ear | | | | | | | |
405 | Ye dying sons of men | | | | | | | |
406 | Come, weary souls, with sin distressed | | | | | | | |
407 | Delay not, delay not; O sinner, draw near | | | | | | | |
408 | Hear, O sinner! Mercy hails you | | | | | | | |
409 | Hearts of stone, relent, relent! | | | | | | | |
410 | Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched | | | | | | | |
411 | Sinners, will you scorn the message | | | | | | | |
412 | Come to Calvary's holy mountain | | | | | | | |
413 | Peace, troubled soul! whose plaintive moan | | | | | | | |
414 | Ye trembling souls, confession make | | | | | | | |
415 | Sinner, rouse thee from thy sleep | | | | | | | |
416 | The Spirit, in our hearts | | | | | | | |
417 | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor | | | | | | | |
418 | Sinners, seek the narrow gate | | | | | | | |
419 | Behold the Saviour at thy door! | | | | | | | |
420 | Ah! guilty sinner, ruined by transgression | | | | | | | |
421 | Now is th' accepted time | | | | | | | |
422 | Sinners, turn; why will ye die | | | | | | | |
423 | Dark brood the heavens o'er thee! | | | | | | | |
424 | "Come!" 'tis Jesus' invitation | | | | | | | |
425 | Haste, O sinner! now be wise | | | | | | | |
426 | Say, sinner, hath a voice within | | | | | | | |
427 | Come, ye weary sinners, oppressed | | | | | | | |
428 | Let every mortal ear attend | | | | | | | |
429 | When the world has passed away | | | | | | | |
430 | And canst thou, sinner, slight | | | | | | | |
431 | Hark, sinner, while God from on high doth entreat thee | | | | | | | |
432 | 'Tis the last call of mercy | | | | | | | |
433 | My son, know thou the Lord | | | | | | | |
434 | O turn ye, O turn ye, for why will ye die | | | | | | | |
435 | O what amazing words of grace | | | | | | | |
436 | Quench not the Spirit of the Lord | | | | | | | |
437 | Father, at thy call I come | | | | | | | |
438 | No more, my God, I boast no more | | | | | | | |
439 | O Lord, thy tender mercy hears | | | | | | | |
440 | Did Christ o'er sinner's weep | | | | | | | |
441 | Though I have grieved thy Spirit, Lord | | | | | | | |
442 | From deep distress and troubled thoughts | | | | | | | |
443 | Just as I am, without one plea | | | | | | | |
444 | O thou that hear'st when sinners cry | | | | | | | |
445 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
446 | Show pity, Lord; O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
447 | Lord, a better heart bestow | | | | | | | |
448 | O God of mercy, hear my call | | | | | | | |
449 | Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat | | | | | | | |
450 | Jesus, full of all compassion | | | | | | | |
451 | Beside the gospel pool | | | | | | | |
452 | God is in this and every place | | | | | | | |
453 | I would be thine; O, take my heart | | | | | | | |
454 | Encompassed with clouds of distress | | | | | | | |
455 | Prostrate at Jesus' feet | | | | | | | |
456 | In evil long I took delight | | | | | | | |
457 | Depth of mercy! can there be | | | | | | | |
458 | Have mercy, Lord, on me | | | | | | | |
459 | Sweet is the friendly voice which speaks | | | | | | | |
460 | The long-lost son, with streaming eyes | | | | | | | |
461 | O thou that hear'st the prayer of faith | | | | | | | |
462 | I love my God, but with no love of mine | | | | | | | |
463 | Happy the heart where graces reign | | | | | | | |
464 | Had I the gift of tongues | | | | | | | |
465 | Of all the joys we mortals know | | | | | | | |
466 | Jesus, our Lord, how rich thy grace! | | | | | | | |
467 | Lord, lead the way the Saviour went | | | | | | | |
468 | My God, how wonderful Thou art! | | | | | | | |
469 | Jesus, I love thy charming name! | | | | | | | |
470 | Thus saith the first, the great command | | | | | | | |
471 | Thou God of hope, to thee we bow | | | | | | | |
472 | Blest is the man whose softening heart | | | | | | | |
473 | Thy happy ones a strain begin | | | | | | | |
474 | O what shall I do my Saviour to praise | | | | | | | |
475 | When God revealed his gracious name | | | | | | | |
476 | Lord, how secure and blest are they | | | | | | | |
477 | Joy is a fruit that will not grow | | | | | | | |
478 | How happy are they | | | | | | | |
479 | Ye servants of the living God | | | | | | | |
480 | O happy is the man who hears | | | | | | | |
481 | Faith is the brightest evidence | | | | | | | |
482 | My faith looks up to thee | | | | | | | |
483 | Thy promises surpass my thought | | | | | | | |
484 | If on a quiet sea | | | | | | | |
485 | Alas, what hourly dangers rise! | | | | | | | |
486 | Father, I stretch my hands to thee | | | | | | | |
487 | Be still, my heart! these anxious cares | | | | | | | |
488 | Deluded souls, that dream of heaven | | | | | | | |
489 | O let triumphant faith dispel | | | | | | | |
490 | How happy every child of grace | | | | | | | |
491 | I know that my Redeemer lives | | | | | | | |
492 | Lord Jesus, we, believing | | | | | | | |
493 | Away, my unbelieving fear! | | | | | | | |
494 | Author of faith, to thee I cry | | | | | | | |
495 | The Christian warrior, see him stand | | | | | | | |
496 | Heal us, Immanuel; here we are | | | | | | | |
497 | Jesus, to thee I now can fly | | | | | | | |
498 | Away, my needless fears | | | | | | | |
499 | Into thy gracious hands I fall | | | | | | | |
500 | Lord, I believe; Thy power I own | | | | | | | |