# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
99 | Thou sacred spirit, heavenly dove | | | | | | | |
100 | Eternal God, now smile on those | | | | | | | |
101 | Welcome, ye well-belov'd of God | | | | | | | |
102 | Now, while the Gospel net is cast | | | | | | | |
103 | Now, Lord, inspire the preacher's heart | | | | | | | |
104 | Once more we come before our God | | | | | | | |
105 | The heavens declare thy glory, Lord | | | | | | | |
106 | Great God, indulge my humble claim | | | | | | | |
107 | Far from my thoughts, vain world, be gone | | | | | | | |
108 | Thy promise, Lord, and thy command | | | | | | | |
109 | Life is the time to serve the Lord | | | | | | | |
110 | Come, holy Spririt, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
111 | Thee we adore, eternal Word! | | | | | | | |
112 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
113 | Love divine, how sweet the sound | | | | | | | |
114 | Did Christ o'er sinner's weep | | | | | | | |
115 | Thou, who for sinners once wast slain | | | | | | | |
116 | Dearest Saviour, help thy servant | | | | | | | |
117 | Who can describe the joys that rise | | | | | | | |
118 | Blest are the souls that hear and know | | | | | | | |
119 | Almighty Maker, God | | | | | | | |
120 | How oft have sin and Satan strove | | | | | | | |
121 | Jesus! in thy transporting name | | | | | | | |
122 | Hungry, and faint, and poor | | | | | | | |
123 | Assist thy servant, Lord | | | | | | | |
124 | This life's a dream, an empty show | | | | | | | |
125 | My rising soul, with strong desires | | | | | | | |
126 | Come dearest Lord, descend and dwell | | | | | | | |
127 | Amazing grace! (how sweet the sound) | | | | | | | |
128 | Dismiss us with Thy blessing, Lord | | | | | | | |
129 | Once more before we part | | | | | | | |
130 | Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing | | | | | | | |
131 | Come, all harmonious tongues | | | | | | | |
132 | Saviour of men, and Lord of love | | | | | | | |
133 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
134 | Thanks for mercies past receive | | | | | | | |
135 | Now brethren, ere we part | | | | | | | |
136 | Praise God, from whom all blessings flow | | | | | | | |
137 | Let God the Father, and the Son | | | | | | | |
138 | Our Father God adore | | | | | | | |
139 | To God the Father, God the Son | | | | | | | |
140 | To praise the Father and the Son | | | | | | | |
141 | Hail, Father! hail, eternal Son! | | | | | | | |
142 | The Lord will happiness divine | | | | | | | |
143 | My God, how perfect are thy ways | | | | | | | |
144 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
145 | And must I part with all I have | | | | | | | |
146 | My sorrows, like a flood | | | | | | | |
147 | I ask;d the Lord that I might grow | | | | | | | |
148 | Religion is the chief concern | | | | | | | |
149 | Awake, my soul, in joyous lays | | | | | | | |
150 | I want a heart to pray | | | | | | | |
151 | I would, but cannot, sing | | | | | | | |
152 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
153 | Oh! for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
154 | O that I knew the secret place | | | | | | | |
155 | How happy is the Christian's state! | | | | | | | |
156 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
157 | With melting heart, and weeping eyes | | | | | | | |
158 | Come, ye that fear the Lord | | | | | | | |
159 | None is like Jeshurun's God! | | | | | | | |
160 | Astonish'd and distress'd | | | | | | | |
161 | Strange that so much of heaven and hell | | | | | | | |
162 | How sad and awful's my state! | | | | | | | |
163 | With tears of anguish I lament | | | | | | | |
164 | We are a garden wall'd around | | | | | | | |
165 | Happy the church, thou sacred place | | | | | | | |
166 | How firm, how blissful is the place | | | | | | | |
167 | How charming is the place | | | | | | | |
168 | How pleasant, how divinely fair | | | | | | | |
169 | Come, tell us your troubles, ye saint of the Lord | | | | | | | |
170 | Come in, ye blessed of our God | | | | | | | |
171 | Thus was the Great Redeemer plung'd | | | | | | | |
172 | Jesus, mighty King in Zion | | | | | | | |
173 | The Great Redeemer we adore | | | | | | | |
174 | In Jordan's tide the Baptist stands | | | | | | | |
175 | Humble souls, who seek salvation | | | | | | | |
176 | Go teach the nations, and baptise | | | | | | | |
177 | Great God! we in thy courts appear | | | | | | | |
178a | Of Jesus Christ I'm not asham'd | | | | | | | |
178b | Within thy house, O Lord, our God | | | | | | | |
178c | To Jesus now my youthful heart | | | | | | | |
179 | Now, to this place I'm come to-day | | | | | | | |
180 | Do we not know that solemn word | | | | | | | |
181 | Gaze on, spectators, and behold | | | | | | | |
182 | O glorious God of grace | | | | | | | |
183 | Repent, and be baptiz'd | | | | | | | |
184 | Whate'er to thee, our Lord, belongs | | | | | | | |
185 | The glorious Son of God | | | | | | | |
186 | What lovely band is this I see | | | | | | | |
187 | 'Twas on that dark, that doleful night | | | | | | | |
188 | How condescending, and how kind | | | | | | | |
189 | Lord, at thy table I behold | | | | | | | |
190 | Here at thy table, Lord, we meet | | | | | | | |
191 | Let all our tongues be one | | | | | | | |
192 | So fair a face bedew'd with tears | | | | | | | |
193 | And did the holy and the just | | | | | | | |
194 | The King of heaven his table spreads | | | | | | | |
195 | To our Redeemer's glorious name | | | | | | | |
196 | Jesus invites his saints | | | | | | | |