# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
201 | Words are things of little cost, quickly spoken, quickly lost | | | | | | | |
202 | Beware of Peter's word | | | | | | | |
203 | What is there, Lord, a child [youth] can do | | | | | | | |
204 | Around the throne of God in heaven, thousands | | | | | | | |
205 | There is a happy land, Far, [not] far away | | | | | | | |
206 | Little travelers Zionward Each one entering | | | | | | | |
207 | I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
208 | Sow in the morn thy [the] seed, At eve | | | | | | | |
209 | Jesus, my Lord, how rich thy grace | | | | | | | |
210 | When Jesus dwelt in mortal clay | | | | | | | |
211 | Lord, lead the way the [my] [our] Savior went | | | | | | | |
212 | Lord, go with us, and we go | | | | | | | |
213 | O thou who didst prepare | | | | | | | |
214 | God the Lord, a King remaineth | | | | | | | |
215 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
216 | Not for the pious dead we weep: Their sorrows now are o'er | | | | | | | |
217 | Servant of God, well done, thy glorious warfare's past | | | | | | | |
218 | There in peace his dust is laid | | | | | | | |
219 | Thou art gone to the grave but we will not deplore thee | | | | | | | |
220 | Spirit, leave thine [thy] [the] house of clay | | | | | | | |
221 | The voice at midnight came | | | | | | | |
222 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
223 | Come ye souls, by sin afflicted | | | | | | | |
224 | Lo Jesus stands with open arms | | | | | | | |
225 | Behold a stranger at the door! | | | | | | | |
226 | Come unto Christ, ye weary | | | | | | | |
227 | Strive, for the way is strait [straight] In which the Savior trod | | | | | | | |
228 | Come, ye souls by sin afflicted | | | | | | | |
229 | We're traveling home to heaven above | | | | | | | |
230 | Mercy, O thou Son of David | | | | | | | |
231 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
232 | Author of good, to thee we [I] come [turn] | | | | | | | |
233 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
234 | My spirit longeth [longs] for Thee, Within my troubled breast | | | | | | | |
235 | O mighty is the power of prayer | | | | | | | |
236 | Lord, teach us [me] how to pray aright | | | | | | | |
237 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
238 | Author of good, to thee we [I] come [turn] | | | | | | | |
239 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
240 | O Lord, how vile am I | | | | | | | |
241 | Depth of mercy, can there be, Mercy still reserved for me? | | | | | | | |
242 | Dear Savior, When my thoughts recall The wonders of thy grace | | | | | | | |
243 | Does the Gospel word proclaim | | | | | | | |
244 | Prostrate dear Jesus at thy feet | | | | | | | |
245 | My God, when at thy throne I bend | | | | | | | |
246 | Weary of wandering from my God | | | | | | | |
247 | The winds were howling o'er the deep | | | | | | | |
248 | A mountain fastness is our God | | | | | | | |
249 | Who shall the Lord's elect condemn | | | | | | | |
250 | Jesus, thy blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
251 | No more, my God, I boast no more, Of all the duties I have done | | | | | | | |
252 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
253 | Thou hidden source of calm repose | | | | | | | |
254 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
255 | O thou who hearest the prayer of faith | | | | | | | |
256 | Healer Divine, O hear our prayer | | | | | | | |
257 | O love, thou bottomless [fathomless] abyss | | | | | | | |
258 | Peace doubting heart, my God's I am Who formed | | | | | | | |
259 | Forever here my rest shall [will] be, close | | | | | | | |
260 | Now to thine altar, Lord, a broken heart I bring | | | | | | | |
261 | Jesus, my Savior, look on me | | | | | | | |
262 | Just as I am -- without one plea | | | | | | | |
263 | O come, my partners in distress | | | | | | | |
264 | Thy way is in the sea | | | | | | | |
265 | O Zion, when we think [muse] on thee | | | | | | | |
266 | What sinners value, I resign | | | | | | | |
267 | God, my supporter and my hope | | | | | | | |
268 | Soon, and forever, such promise our trust | | | | | | | |
269 | O glorious hope of perfect [heavenly] love | | | | | | | |
270 | My Savior, on the [thy] word of truth | | | | | | | |
271 | Give to the winds thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
272 | Jesus, the very [only] thought of Thee [You] | | | | | | | |
273 | My God, I love Thee, not because I hope for heaven | | | | | | | |
274 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
275 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
276 | Thou hidden love of God, whose height | | | | | | | |
277 | Do not I love thee, O my Lord [God]? Behold my heart and see | | | | | | | |
278 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
279 | O love divine, how sweet [good] thou art | | | | | | | |
280 | God of my life, through all its [my] days | | | | | | | |
281 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
282 | My God, my life, my love, to thee, to thee I call | | | | | | | |
283 | Great High Priest, who deigndst to be | | | | | | | |
284 | Our God is love, and all his saints | | | | | | | |
285 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
286 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
287 | My God, my King, thy various praise | | | | | | | |
288 | Alleluia, best and sweetest | | | | | | | |
289 | Lord, thy glory fills the heaven | | | | | | | |
290 | Awake, my soul, in [to] joyful [joyous] lays | | | | | | | |
291 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
292 | My God, the spring of all my joys | | | | | | | |
293 | Now let our voices join | | | | | | | |
294 | Not with our mortal eyes have we beheld the Lord | | | | | | | |
295 | Awake, and sing the song of Moses and the Lamb | | | | | | | |
296 | The Lord is King, lift up thy [your] voice, O earth | | | | | | | |
297 | How rich thy favors, God of grace | | | | | | | |
298 | My Jesus [Father] [Savior], as thou wilt | | | | | | | |
299 | O thou, by long experience tried | | | | | | | |
300 | All unseen the Master walketh | | | | | | | |