# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
201 | Who are these in bright array? | | | | | | | |
202 | God of our fathers, by whose hand | | | | | | | |
203 | Bless'd be thou, the God of Israel | | | | | | | |
204 | O, happy is the man who hears | | | | | | | |
205 | The morning flowers display their sweets | | | | | | | |
206 | Why mournest thou, my anxious soul | | | | | | | |
207 | Thus speaks the High and Lofty One | | | | | | | |
208 | Although the vine its fruit deny | | | | | | | |
209 | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
210 | Heirs of unending life | | | | | | | |
211 | Sinner, rouse thee from thy sleep | | | | | | | |
212 | Lo, what a cloud of witnesses | | | | | | | |
213 | Command thy blessing from above | | | | | | | |
214 | Dear Shepherd of thy people here | | | | | | | |
215 | Now to the Lord a noble song! | | | | | | | |
216 | Father, how wide thy glory shines! | | | | | | | |
217 | In all my vast concerns with thee | | | | | | | |
218 | Hail! holy, holy, holy Lord! | | | | | | | |
219 | O for a thousand tongues to sing | | | | | | | |
220 | Jesus, where'er thy people meet | | | | | | | |
221 | Begin, my tongue, the heavenly strain | | | | | | | |
222 | Being of beings, God of love | | | | | | | |
223 | Come Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire | | | | | | | |
224 | Blow ye the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
225 | Ho! every one that thirsts, draw nigh | | | | | | | |
226 | Lo, what a glorious sight appears | | | | | | | |
227 | Keep silence, all created things | | | | | | | |
228 | Broad is the road that leads to death | | | | | | | |
229 | My song shall bless the Lord of all | | | | | | | |
230 | Come, Holy Spirit, come | | | | | | | |
231 | Come Holy Ghost, my soul inspire | | | | | | | |
232 | Come, Holy Spirit, calm my mind | | | | | | | |
233 | Come, Holy Ghost, our souls inspire | | | | | | | |
234 | Saviour, visit thy plantation | | | | | | | |
235 | Love Divine, all love excelling | | | | | | | |
236 | Say, sinner, hath a voice within | | | | | | | |
237 | Sinners, the voice of God regard | | | | | | | |
238 | Sinner, are you still secure? | | | | | | | |
239 | Stop, O sinner! stop, and think | | | | | | | |
240 | Sinner! O why so thoughtless grown? | | | | | | | |
241 | Vain man, thy fond pursuits forbear | | | | | | | |
242 | Can sinners hope for heaven | | | | | | | |
243 | There is a place of wo unmix'd | | | | | | | |
244 | O time, how few thy value weigh | | | | | | | |
245 | Ah! who can speak the vast dismay | | | | | | | |
246 | Life is the hour that God hath given | | | | | | | |
247 | Awaked by Sinai's awful sound | | | | | | | |
248 | Ye dying sons of men | | | | | | | |
249 | Thou God of glorious majesty | | | | | | | |
250 | Come, ye sinners, poor and needy | | | | | | | |
251 | Come, ye weary souls, oppress'd | | | | | | | |
252 | Come, trembling sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
253 | O turn ye O turn ye, for why will ye die | | | | | | | |
254 | Sinners, will you scorn the message | | | | | | | |
255 | Oh fly, mourning sinner, saith Jesus, to me | | | | | | | |
256 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
257 | And can I yet delay | | | | | | | |
258 | Arise, my soul, arise | | | | | | | |
259 | There is a fountain filled with blood | | | | | | | |
260 | Behold a stranger at the door! | | | | | | | |
261 | By every means, in every way | | | | | | | |
262 | Sovereign grace hath power alone | | | | | | | |
263 | To-day if ye will hear his voice | | | | | | | |
264 | Child of sin and sorrow | | | | | | | |
265 | Alas! and did my Savior bleed? | | | | | | | |
266 | Ah! whither should I go | | | | | | | |
267 | How sad our state by nature is! | | | | | | | |
268 | Lord, thou hast won, at length I yield | | | | | | | |
269 | Welcome, welcome, dear Redeemer | | | | | | | |
270 | The praying spirit breathe | | | | | | | |
271 | Lord, teach us how to pray aright | | | | | | | |
272 | Prayer was appointed to convey | | | | | | | |
273 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
274 | Behold the throne of grace | | | | | | | |
275 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
276 | Jesus, full of all compassion | | | | | | | |
277 | Show pity Lord; O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
278 | In themselves as weak as worms | | | | | | | |
279 | O Thou, that would'st not have | | | | | | | |
280 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
281 | Great Lord of all thy churches hear | | | | | | | |
282 | Nay, I cannot let thee go | | | | | | | |
283 | O Lord! thy work revive | | | | | | | |
284 | Look down, O Lord! with pitying eye | | | | | | | |
285 | Our souls, by love together knit | | | | | | | |
286 | Our heavenly Father, hear | | | | | | | |
287 | From my own works at last I cease | | | | | | | |
288 | The gospel comes with welcome news | | | | | | | |
289 | No more, my God, I boast no more | | | | | | | |
290 | Legal obedience were complete | | | | | | | |
291 | Jesus, thy blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
292 | What shall the dying sinner do | | | | | | | |
293 | Where shall we sinners hide our heads? | | | | | | | |
294 | How long beneath the law I lay | | | | | | | |
295 | All ye that pass by | | | | | | | |
296 | Who shall the Lord's elect condemn? | | | | | | | |
297 | Hark! my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
298 | My former hopes are fled | | | | | | | |
299 | In songs of sublime adoration and praise | | | | | | | |
300 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me | | | | | | | |