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101 | Light of those whose dreary dwelling | | | | | | | |
102 | My soul with patience waits | | | | | | | |
103 | Far from mortal cares retreating | | | | | | | |
104 | Lord, how secure and blest are they | | | | | | | |
105 | Since I've known a Saviour's love | | | | | | | |
106 | Raise your triumphant songs | | | | | | | |
107 | Grace! 'tis a charming sound | | | | | | | |
108 | Father, source of every blessing | | | | | | | |
109 | Lord, with glowing heart I'll praise thee | | | | | | | |
110 | To God the only wise | | | | | | | |
111 | Praise to God, the great Creator | | | | | | | |
112 | Since first thy word awaked my heart | | | | | | | |
113 | In vain we trace creation o'er | | | | | | | |
114 | Early, my God, without delay | | | | | | | |
115 | Shine forth, eternal Source of loght! | | | | | | | |
116 | The fountain in its source | | | | | | | |
117 | When Israel, of the Lord beloved | | | | | | | |
118 | There is a book, who runs may read | | | | | | | |
119 | How long shall dreams of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
120 | Fountain of life, to all below | | | | | | | |
121 | Amidst the thrilling leaves, thy voice | | | | | | | |
122 | Blessings, O Father! shower in love | | | | | | | |
123 | Draw near us Lord, thyself reveal | | | | | | | |
124 | Praise with my heart, my mind, my voice | | | | | | | |
125 | Dear fountain of delight unknown | | | | | | | |
126 | O draw me, Father, after thee | | | | | | | |
127 | Our heavenly Father calls | | | | | | | |
128 | My God, my life, my love | | | | | | | |
129 | Return, my soul, seek thy rest | | | | | | | |
130 | As the hart with eager looks | | | | | | | |
131 | As panting in the sultry beams | | | | | | | |
132 | Fountain of all-sufficient bliss | | | | | | | |
133 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
134 | What is this? and whither, whence | | | | | | | |
135 | Father, they who thee receive | | | | | | | |
136 | Behold, what wond'rous grace | | | | | | | |
137 | When, my Father, shall I be | | | | | | | |
138 | Thou, O my God, thou only art | | | | | | | |
139 | O That my heart was right with thee | | | | | | | |
140 | Searcher of hearts, before thy face | | | | | | | |
141 | Blest Instructor, from thy ways | | | | | | | |
142 | O that the Lord would guide my ways | | | | | | | |
143 | O Thou, who hast at thy command | | | | | | | |
144 | The thing my God doth hate | | | | | | | |
145 | Oh love divine, how sweet thou art | | | | | | | |
146 | Father, to thine altar, bind | | | | | | | |
147 | Being of beings, God of love | | | | | | | |
148 | Father, my single eye | | | | | | | |
149 | O Sovereign love, to thee I cry | | | | | | | |
150 | Saviour of the sin-sick soul | | | | | | | |
151 | Father! on me the grace bestow | | | | | | | |
152 | Jesus, thine all-victorious love | | | | | | | |
153 | Father, if still the same thou art | | | | | | | |
154 | Love divine, all love excelling | | | | | | | |
155 | Since the Son hath made me free | | | | | | | |
156 | Lord, I believe a rest remains | | | | | | | |
157 | Prayer is the soul's sincere desire | | | | | | | |
158 | Lord, teach us how to pray aright | | | | | | | |
159 | Come, with pure mind and feeling | | | | | | | |
160 | Prayer is the spirit of our God | | | | | | | |
161 | Prayer is to God the soul's sure way | | | | | | | |
162 | How sweet to be allowed to pray | | | | | | | |
163 | Here in this place of prayer | | | | | | | |
164 | Come at the morning hour | | | | | | | |
165 | Child, amidst the flowers at play | | | | | | | |
166 | They who seek the throne of grace | | | | | | | |
167 | Though on dreary wilds alone | | | | | | | |
168 | Sweet is the prayer whose holy stream | | | | | | | |
169 | O God, thou sovereign Lord of all | | | | | | | |
170 | Far from the world, O Lord! I flee | | | | | | | |
171 | Let me not wander comfortless | | | | | | | |
172 | My God, permit me not to be | | | | | | | |
173 | Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed | | | | | | | |
174 | Lo! when the Spirit of our God | | | | | | | |
175 | Let songs of praises fill the sky! | | | | | | | |
176 | How sweet to wait upon the Lord | | | | | | | |
177 | Dear Lord, and shall thy Spirit rest | | | | | | | |
178 | O that the Comforter would come! | | | | | | | |
179 | Open, Lord, my inward ear | | | | | | | |
180 | Hath not thy heart with in thee burned | | | | | | | |
181 | Oft, I in my heart have said | | | | | | | |
182 | Say not the law divine | | | | | | | |
183 | Like morning, when her early breeze | | | | | | | |
184 | Father, why should my laboring mind | | | | | | | |
185 | At anchor laid, remote from home | | | | | | | |
186 | Oh, source of uncreated light! | | | | | | | |
187 | Come to me, thoughts of heaven! | | | | | | | |
188 | Come Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
189 | Leader of Israel's host, and guide | | | | | | | |
190 | Father thine aid afford | | | | | | | |
191 | Come, blessed Spirit, source of light | | | | | | | |
192 | Almighty God, in humble prayer | | | | | | | |
193 | Father of light! conduct my feet | | | | | | | |
194 | Teach me, O teach me Lord! thy way | | | | | | | |
195 | While here, as wandering sheep we stray | | | | | | | |
196 | Supreme in wisdom as in power | | | | | | | |
197 | God of love, that hear'st our prayer | | | | | | | |
198 | Thou see'st my feebleness | | | | | | | |
199 | Vainly through night's weary hours | | | | | | | |
200 | My heart lies dead; and no increase | | | | | | | |