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202 | Hark, hear the sound, on earth 'tis found | | | | | | | |
203 | Alas alas how blind I've been | | | | | | | |
204 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
205 | When with [my] mind divinely pressed | | | | | | | |
206 | How many and great are the foes which infest | | | | | | | |
207 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
208 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
209 | Alas what hourly dangers rise | | | | | | | |
210 | I asked the Lord that I might grow | | | | | | | |
211 | Father divine, thy piercing eye | | | | | | | |
212 | Father of all, thy care we bless | | | | | | | |
213 | Ah [O] wretched souls who strive in vain | | | | | | | |
214 | Come Holy Ghost, my soul inspire, bear witness | | | | | | | |
215 | Oppressed with unbelief and sin | | | | | | | |
216 | Fierce passions discompose the mind | | | | | | | |
217 | By various maxims, forms and rules | | | | | | | |
218 | Break thro' the clouds, dear Lord | | | | | | | |
219 | Thus saith the holy One, and true | | | | | | | |
220 | To God the only wise, our Savior and our King | | | | | | | |
221 | That was a wonder working word | | | | | | | |
222 | In sin by blinded passions led | | | | | | | |
223 | Let us adore the grace that seeks | | | | | | | |
224 | My heart has been too long ensnared | | | | | | | |
225 | Jehovah reigns let all the earth | | | | | | | |
226 | How sad our state [fate] by nature is | | | | | | | |
227 | Plunged in a [the] gulf of dark [deep] despair | | | | | | | |
228 | Hosanna [Hosannas] to the Prince of light | | | | | | | |
229 | Thus far my God hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
230 | Great God, my Maker and my King | | | | | | | |
231 | One there is above all others, well [who] deserves | | | | | | | |
232 | Ho, everyone that thirsts, draw nigh | | | | | | | |
233 | Lord, what is man, extremes how wide | | | | | | | |
234 | Prepare a thankful song | | | | | | | |
235 | The newborn child of gospel grace | | | | | | | |
236 | O God, whose favorable eye | | | | | | | |
237 | Zeal is that [the] pure and heavenly flame | | | | | | | |
238 | The Lord receives his highest praise | | | | | | | |
239 | Destruction's dangerous road | | | | | | | |
240 | Let anxious doubts be heard no more | | | | | | | |
241 | O happy soul that [who] lives on high, While men lie grovelling | | | | | | | |
242 | Almighty Maker, God, How wondrous is thy name | | | | | | | |
243 | Did Christ o'er sinners weep | | | | | | | |
244 | Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye | | | | | | | |
245 | Ascend thy throne, almighty King | | | | | | | |
246 | How shall the sons of men appear | | | | | | | |
247 | See the rash youth, defiled with sin | | | | | | | |
248 | In vain the giddy world enquires | | | | | | | |
249 | Lord, shall we part with gold for dross | | | | | | | |
250 | Dead be my heart to all below, To mortal joys and mortal cares | | | | | | | |
251 | Father, is not thy promise pledged To thine exalted Son | | | | | | | |
252 | How many years has man been driven | | | | | | | |
253 | Father of faithful Abra'm hear | | | | | | | |
254 | Blest Lord, behold the guilty scorn | | | | | | | |
255 | Great God of glory show thy face | | | | | | | |
256 | Once, O Lord, thy garden flourished | | | | | | | |
257 | While I to grief my soul [heart] gave way | | | | | | | |
258 | O Lord, our languid souls inspire | | | | | | | |
259 | Brethren beloved for Jesus | | | | | | | |
260 | How happy they who know the Lord | | | | | | | |
261 | Now let our souls, on wings sublime | | | | | | | |
262 | Lo the young tribes of Adam rise | | | | | | | |
263 | Ye hearts with youthful vigor warm | | | | | | | |
264 | See how the little toiling ant | | | | | | | |
265 | Must all the charms [thoughts] of nature then | | | | | | | |
266 | With humble heart and tongue, my God | | | | | | | |
267 | Eternal God, enthroned on high | | | | | | | |
268 | As when the [a] weary traveler gains | | | | | | | |
269 | No more I ask or hope to find | | | | | | | |
270 | Let us love and sing and wonder | | | | | | | |
271 | I hate the tempter and his charms | | | | | | | |
272 | O Lord, how vile am I | | | | | | | |
273 | My former hopes are dead [fled], my terror now begins | | | | | | | |
274 | Cheer up my soul, there is a mercy seat | | | | | | | |
275 | The God who once to Isr'l spoke | | | | | | | |
276 | Father Supreme, all nature's God | | | | | | | |
277 | The Lord my pasture shall prepare, and feed me with a shepherd's care | | | | | | | |
278 | Great Source of being, heavenly King | | | | | | | |
279 | Far from thy fold, O [my] God, my feet | | | | | | | |
280 | Lord, what a crowd of anxious cares | | | | | | | |
281 | Sweet glories rush [burst] upon my sight | | | | | | | |
282 | When on a summer's sultry day | | | | | | | |
283 | Should the rising whirlwinds tear | | | | | | | |
284 | With holy zeal and Christian grace | | | | | | | |
285 | Awake, my soul, tune every string | | | | | | | |
286 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
287 | The billows swell, the winds are high | | | | | | | |
288 | Anxious, I strove to find the way | | | | | | | |
289 | In his own appointed hour | | | | | | | |
290 | Let carnal minds the world pursue | | | | | | | |
291 | Most holy Lord, I love thy truth | | | | | | | |
292 | Remember us, we pray thee, Lord | | | | | | | |
293 | Not to Sinai's dreadful blaze | | | | | | | |
294 | Thy presence, gracious God, afford | | | | | | | |
295 | Dismiss us with Thy blessing, Lord, Help | | | | | | | |
296 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Fill our | | | | | | | |
297 | Now let a true [pure] ambition rise | | | | | | | |
298 | I send the joys of earth away | | | | | | | |
299 | Man has a soul of vast desires | | | | | | | |
300 | There was an hour when Christ rejoiced | | | | | | | |
301 | O thou to whose all searching sight | | | | | | | |