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401 | O could I find some peaceful bower | | | | | | | |
402 | What strange perplexities arise | | | | | | | |
403 | Why sinks my weak desponding mind | | | | | | | |
404 | When darkness long has veiled my [the] mind | | | | | | | |
405 | When any turn from Zion's way | | | | | | | |
406 | Ye who in in former days, Were found at Zion's gate | | | | | | | |
407 | Backsliders, who your misery feel | | | | | | | |
408 | I love the Lord, but, ah, how far | | | | | | | |
409 | The wandering star and fleeting wind | | | | | | | |
410 | My drowsy powers, why sleep ye [you] so | | | | | | | |
411 | Stand up, my soul [our souls], shake off thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
412 | Thou Lord of all above | | | | | | | |
413 | Depth of mercy, can there be, Mercy still reserved for me? | | | | | | | |
414 | How oft, alas, this [our] wretched [sinful] [wicked] heart | | | | | | | |
415 | Soldiers of Christ, arise, and put [gird] your armor | | | | | | | |
416 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
417 | Dear Jesus, let thy pitying eye Call back a wandering sheep | | | | | | | |
418 | O that I was [were] as heretofore | | | | | | | |
419 | Jesus, my Savior and my God, Thou hast redeemed me | | | | | | | |
420 | I thirst, but not as once I did | | | | | | | |
421 | Thrice holy Lord, I love thy truth | | | | | | | |
422 | As pants the hart for cooling springs | | | | | | | |
423 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
424 | O that my load of sin were [was] gone | | | | | | | |
425 | Arise, my soul, my joyful powers | | | | | | | |
426 | My God, permit me [us] not to be a stranger | | | | | | | |
427 | Return, my [each] roving heart, return | | | | | | | |
428 | My Father, cheering name, O may I call Thee mine | | | | | | | |
429 | Sovereign Ruler of the skies | | | | | | | |
430 | Wherefore should man, frail child of clay | | | | | | | |
431 | Let Pharisees of high esteem | | | | | | | |
432 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
433 | How blest the sacred tie that binds | | | | | | | |
434 | Lo what a pleasant sight | | | | | | | |
435 | Dear Lord, my best desires fulfil | | | | | | | |
436 | Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews | | | | | | | |
437 | O God of Jacob, by whose hand | | | | | | | |
438 | Happy the heart where graces reign | | | | | | | |
439 | Ye servant [servants] of the Lord, Each in his [your] office waits | | | | | | | |
440 | Lord, I cannot let thee go Till a blessing thou bestow | | | | | | | |
441 | Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One in three | | | | | | | |
442 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
443 | Tell me no more of earthly toys | | | | | | | |
444 | 'Tis my happiness below | | | | | | | |
445 | I asked the Lord that I might grow In faith, and love, and every grace | | | | | | | |
446 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
447 | We've no abiding city here | | | | | | | |
448 | O Zion, when I think of [on] thee, I wish [long] [mourn] for pinions | | | | | | | |
449 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
450 | What thousands never knew the road | | | | | | | |
451 | How happy is the pilgrim's lot | | | | | | | |
452 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
453 | Children of the heavenly king as we journey | | | | | | | |
454 | Our country is Immanuel's ground [land] | | | | | | | |
455 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
456 | The sun is fast descending | | | | | | | |
457 | The Christian navigates a sea | | | | | | | |
458 | Not from the dust affliction grows | | | | | | | |
459 | Father, I bless thy gentle hand | | | | | | | |
460 | The darkened sky, how thick it lowers | | | | | | | |
461 | Affliction is a stormy deep | | | | | | | |
462 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
463 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
464 | Why should a living man complain | | | | | | | |
465 | When night descends in sable guise | | | | | | | |
466 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
467 | How do thy mercies close me round? | | | | | | | |
468 | What cheering words are these | | | | | | | |
469 | God of my life, whose gracious power | | | | | | | |
470 | And let this feeble body fail | | | | | | | |
471 | Courage, my soul, while God is near | | | | | | | |
472 | My God, the spring of all my joys | | | | | | | |
473 | My spirit looks to God alone My rock and refuge | | | | | | | |
474 | 'Tis sweet to rest in lively hope | | | | | | | |
475 | Every moment brings me nearer | | | | | | | |
476 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
477 | To languish for his native air | | | | | | | |
478 | Jesus, help thy fallen creature | | | | | | | |
479 | While on the verge of life I stand | | | | | | | |
480 | The grave is now a favored spot | | | | | | | |
481 | When the vale [veil] of death appears | | | | | | | |
482 | Vital spark of heavenly flame | | | | | | | |
483 | Prayer is [was] appointed to convey | | | | | | | |
484 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
485 | The Lord, who truly knows the heart | | | | | | | |
486 | Father divine, thy piercing eye | | | | | | | |
487 | Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire | | | | | | | |
488 | Where two or three together meet | | | | | | | |
489 | Fain would my soul with wonder trace | | | | | | | |
490 | Far from my [our] thoughts, vain world, be gone | | | | | | | |
491 | How lovely, how divinely sweet | | | | | | | |
492 | Where two or three, with sweet accord | | | | | | | |
493 | O Lord, our languid souls inspire | | | | | | | |
494 | Thy presence, gracious God, afford | | | | | | | |
495 | Jesus, thou dear redeeming Lord | | | | | | | |
496 | In thy great name, O Lord, we come | | | | | | | |
497 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
498 | Dearest Savior, help thy servant | | | | | | | |
499 | I love thy Zion, Lord | | | | | | | |
500 | Lord of the worlds above, How pleasant and how fair | | | | | | | |