# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
301 | Through tribulations deep | | | | | | | |
302 | Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews | | | | | | | |
303 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me | | | | | | | |
304 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
305 | Prayer was appointed to convey | | | | | | | |
306 | Prayer is the soul's sincere desire | | | | | | | |
307 | In themselves as weak as worms | | | | | | | |
308 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
309 | I ask'd the Lord, that I might grow | | | | | | | |
310 | Friend of the friendless and the faint! | | | | | | | |
311 | Seek, my soul, the narrow gate | | | | | | | |
312 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
313 | Lord, I approach thy throne of grace | | | | | | | |
314 | Jesus, who knows full well | | | | | | | |
315 | Father of all, we bow to thee | | | | | | | |
316 | Return, my roving heart, return | | | | | | | |
317 | Oh that I knew the secret place | | | | | | | |
318 | My God, permit me not to be | | | | | | | |
319 | My dear Redeemer, while on earth | | | | | | | |
320 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
321 | Alas! what hourly dangers rise! | | | | | | | |
322 | Oh for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
323 | While thee I seek, protecting Power! | | | | | | | |
324 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
325 | Lord, I am thine, entirely thine | | | | | | | |
326 | Oh, mighty God! breathe in my soul | | | | | | | |
327 | Thou only Sovereign of my heart | | | | | | | |
328 | Come, dearest Lord, descend and dwell | | | | | | | |
329 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
330 | God of the morning, at whose voice | | | | | | | |
331 | Once more, my soul, the rising day | | | | | | | |
332 | Awake, my soul! and with the sun | | | | | | | |
333 | Now the shades of night are gone | | | | | | | |
334 | Glory to thee, my God, this night | | | | | | | |
335 | Great God, to thee my evening song | | | | | | | |
336 | Dread Sov'reign, let my evening song | | | | | | | |
337 | Thus far the Lord hath led me on | | | | | | | |
338 | Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray | | | | | | | |
339 | The day is past and gone | | | | | | | |
340 | My God, how endless is thy love! | | | | | | | |
341 | In thy great name, O Lord, we come | | | | | | | |
342 | Where two or three, with sweet accord | | | | | | | |
343 | O Lord, our languid souls inspire | | | | | | | |
344 | How sweet to leave the world awhile | | | | | | | |
345 | How charming is the place | | | | | | | |
346 | Sweet and solemn be the season | | | | | | | |
347 | Now may the Gospel's conqu'ring pow'r | | | | | | | |
348 | Thy presence, gracious God, afford | | | | | | | |
349 | Sing to the Lord, Jehovah's name | | | | | | | |
350 | Come sound his praise abroad | | | | | | | |
351 | Great God, indulge my humble claim | | | | | | | |
352 | Upward I lift mine eyes | | | | | | | |
353 | God, my Supporter and my Hope | | | | | | | |
354 | Through all the changing scenes of life | | | | | | | |
355 | God is the refuge of his saints | | | | | | | |
356 | God, in his earthly temple, lays | | | | | | | |
357 | Let Zion and her sons rejoice | | | | | | | |
358 | O Lord! I would delight in thee | | | | | | | |
359 | Whence do our mournful thoughts arise? | | | | | | | |
360 | Now to the Lord a noble song! | | | | | | | |
361 | Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing | | | | | | | |
362 | Come, every pious heart | | | | | | | |
363 | Sweeter sounds than music knows | | | | | | | |
364 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
365 | Christ and his cross is all our theme | | | | | | | |
366 | How sweet and awful is the place | | | | | | | |
367 | No more, my God, I boast no more | | | | | | | |
368 | Now to the Lord that made us know | | | | | | | |
369 | O Thou that hearest prayer | | | | | | | |
370 | Now, gracious Lord, thine arm reveal | | | | | | | |
371 | Saviour, visit thy plantation | | | | | | | |
372 | Blest Lord, behold the guilty scorn | | | | | | | |
373 | What is the thing of greatest price | | | | | | | |
374 | Who can describe the joys that rise | | | | | | | |
375 | Joy to the world, the Lord is come! | | | | | | | |
376 | Salvation! O the joyful sound! | | | | | | | |
377 | Behold, the morning sun | | | | | | | |
378 | How did my heart rejoice to hear | | | | | | | |
379 | Now let our souls, on wings sublime | | | | | | | |
380 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
381 | Is this the kind return | | | | | | | |
382 | How sweet the melting lay | | | | | | | |
383 | O Lord, another day is flown | | | | | | | |
384 | Let sinners take their course | | | | | | | |
385 | Toss'd upon life's raging billow | | | | | | | |
386 | How are thy servants bless'd, O Lord! | | | | | | | |
387 | They that toil upon the deep | | | | | | | |
388 | At anchor laid, remote from home | | | | | | | |
389 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
390 | The billows swell, the winds are high | | | | | | | |
391 | Our little bark on boist'rous seas | | | | | | | |
392 | 'Twas when the seas, with horrid roar | | | | | | | |
393 | The christian voy'ger strikes the rock | | | | | | | |
394 | Though hard the winds are blowing | | | | | | | |
395 | When many a tempest blew | | | | | | | |
396 | O thou of little faith | | | | | | | |
397 | "Go preach my Gospel," saith the Lord | | | | | | | |
398 | Father of mercies, send thy grace | | | | | | | |
399 | Thy people, Lord, who trust thy word | | | | | | | |
400 | Who but thou, Almighty Spirit | | | | | | | |