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301 | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
302 | How sad our state [fate] by nature is | | | | | | | |
303 | Who shall the book of judgment write | | | | | | | |
304 | One there is above all others, well [who] deserves | | | | | | | |
305 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
306 | Come, children, come to God | | | | | | | |
307 | Let every mortal ear attend | | | | | | | |
308 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
309 | Come to the mercy seat, Come to the place | | | | | | | |
310 | Hear we [ye] not a voice from heaven | | | | | | | |
311 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
312 | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
313 | Let us now, with hearts united | | | | | | | |
314 | O that I could repent, With all my idols part | | | | | | | |
315 | Dear Father, to Thy mercy seat, My soul for shelter flies | | | | | | | |
316 | O how divine how sweet the joy | | | | | | | |
317 | Blest Jesus, hear our humble claim | | | | | | | |
318 | O that my load of sin were [was] gone | | | | | | | |
319 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
320 | What is there, Lord, a child [youth] can do | | | | | | | |
321 | O for a glance of heavenly day | | | | | | | |
322 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
323 | Father, I stretch my hand [hands] to thee | | | | | | | |
324 | Take my heart, O Father, take it | | | | | | | |
325 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
326 | O Lord, forgive a sinful child | | | | | | | |
327 | I would a youthful pilgrim be | | | | | | | |
328 | Jesus, let thy pitying eye | | | | | | | |
329 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
330 | Come weary soul [souls] with sin [sins] distressed | | | | | | | |
331 | Stay, thou insulted [long suffering] Spirit | | | | | | | |
332 | Behold the Savior of mankind | | | | | | | |
333 | Of him who did salvation bring I could for ever think and sing | | | | | | | |
334 | Jesus, thy blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
335 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
336 | With glorious clouds encompassed round | | | | | | | |
337 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
338 | Jesus, Lord of life and glory Friend of children [sinners] | | | | | | | |
339 | Soft be the gently breathing notes | | | | | | | |
340 | Jesus, thou true and living vine | | | | | | | |
341 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
342 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
343 | Plunged in a [the] gulf of dark [deep] despair | | | | | | | |
344 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
345 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
346 | Arise, my soul, arise, shake off | | | | | | | |
347 | Forever here my rest shall [will] be, close | | | | | | | |
348 | Savior, teach me, day by day, love's sweet lesson to obey | | | | | | | |
349 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
350 | O thou who diest the mourner's tear | | | | | | | |
351 | Alas what hourly dangers rise | | | | | | | |
352 | What's this that steals, that steals upon my frame | | | | | | | |
353 | Didst, thou, dearSavior, suffer shame | | | | | | | |
354 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
355 | My hope, my all, my Savior, Thou to thee | | | | | | | |
356 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
357 | I know that my Redeemer lives, what joy | | | | | | | |
358 | With joy we meditate the [thy] grace | | | | | | | |
359 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers | | | | | | | |
360 | O thou to whose all searching sight | | | | | | | |
361 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
362 | Awake, my soul, to meet the day | | | | | | | |
363 | Once more, my soul, the rising day | | | | | | | |
364 | Savior, breathe an evening blessing | | | | | | | |
365 | Glory to thee, my [our] God [O Lord], this night [day] | | | | | | | |
366 | Now from the altar of my heart [our hearts] | | | | | | | |
367 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
368 | O thou whose mercy hears | | | | | | | |
369 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
370 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward I [we] move | | | | | | | |
371 | My drowsy powers, why sleep ye [you] so | | | | | | | |
372 | I'll praise my Maker with my [while I've] [whilst I've] breath | | | | | | | |
373 | And must I be to judgment brought | | | | | | | |
374 | The ransomed spirit to her home | | | | | | | |
375 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
376 | Awake my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
377 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
378 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
379 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |
380 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
381 | I want a principle within | | | | | | | |
382 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
383 | Jesus, thy love shall [can] we forget | | | | | | | |
384 | Children of the heavenly king as we journey | | | | | | | |
385 | Be it my only wisdom here | | | | | | | |
386 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
387 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
388 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
389 | The chariot, the chariot, its wheels roll [in] fire | | | | | | | |
390 | My span of life will soon be done [o'er] | | | | | | | |
391 | How happy [happy's] every child of grace, who [that] feels [knows] his sins forgiven | | | | | | | |
392 | This world is all a fleeting show | | | | | | | |
393 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
394 | Jesus, united by thy grace | | | | | | | |
395 | Come, let us use the grace divine, And all with one accord | | | | | | | |
396 | Jesus, great Shepherd of the [thy] sheep | | | | | | | |
397 | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
398 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
399 | O, how happy are they | | | | | | | |
400 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |