# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
140a | When shall I see the welcome hour | | | | | | | |
140b | My God, my portion, and my love, my everlasting all. | | | | | | | |
140c | Lord, while for all mankind we pray | | | | | | | |
141a | The Lord of Sabbath let us praise, In concert with the blest | | | | | | | |
141b | I want a principle within | | | | | | | |
141c | Before thy mercy seat, O Lord | | | | | | | |
142a | Vain man [men], thy [your] fond pursuits forbear | | | | | | | |
142b | Why should we boast of time to come | | | | | | | |
142c | Behold the Savior of mankind | | | | | | | |
143a | My Savior, my almighty Friend | | | | | | | |
143b | Far from the world, O Lord, I [I'd] [we] flee | | | | | | | |
143c | The sun of righteousness appears | | | | | | | |
144a | This day the Lord has [hath] called his own | | | | | | | |
144b | Jesus, the Lord of glory, died | | | | | | | |
144c | O Lord our King, how excellent Thy name on earth is known | | | | | | | |
145a | Jesus the life, the truth, the way | | | | | | | |
145b | Hosanna be the children's [people's] song | | | | | | | |
145c | All praise to him who dwells in bliss | | | | | | | |
146a | Thee we adore, eternal name, And humbly | | | | | | | |
146b | Why do we [ye] [you] mourn departing [departed] [for dying] friends | | | | | | | |
147a | Jesus, to thee I now can fly | | | | | | | |
147b | How oft have I the Spirit grieved | | | | | | | |
147c | My God, my God, to thee I cry | | | | | | | |
148a | On thee, each morning, O my God, My waking thoughts attend | | | | | | | |
148b | O Jesus, at thy feet we wait | | | | | | | |
148c | Great Spirit, by whose mighty power | | | | | | | |
149a | Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
149b | O Sun of righteousness, arise with healing | | | | | | | |
149c | Jesus, my Lord, I cry to thee | | | | | | | |
150a | Lord, I approach the [thy] mercy seat | | | | | | | |
150b | Jesus, the sinner's rest thou art | | | | | | | |
150c | Come, O thou all victorious Lord | | | | | | | |
151a | Lord, at thy feet a [we] sinner [sinners] lie [lies] | | | | | | | |
151b | To thee, O God, when creatures fail | | | | | | | |
151c | And must I be to judgment brought | | | | | | | |
151d | It is the Lord, who doth not grieve | | | | | | | |
152a | Hark, from the tomb [tombs] a doleful [warning] [mournful] sound | | | | | | | |
152b | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
152c | Behold, O Lord, before thy throne | | | | | | | |
153a | Lord, when to thee my sinking soul | | | | | | | |
153b | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
153c | O for that tenderness of heart | | | | | | | |
153d | O that I could my Lord receive | | | | | | | |
154a | Woe to the men on earth who dwell | | | | | | | |
154b | When the last trumpet's awful voice | | | | | | | |
154c | That doleful [dreadful] night before his death | | | | | | | |
155a | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
155b | Through sorrow's night and danger's path [way] [road] | | | | | | | |
155c | Return, O wanderer, return [Return, return, now wanderer] | | | | | | | |
155d | The long lost son, with streaming eyes | | | | | | | |
156a | Plunged in a [the] gulf of dark [deep] despair | | | | | | | |
156b | Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire | | | | | | | |
156c | Within thy house, O Lord, our God | | | | | | | |
156d | If human kindness meets return | | | | | | | |
157a | Terrible thought, shall I alone | | | | | | | |
157b | Behold the sure foundation stone | | | | | | | |
157c | Come, let our souls adore the Lord, Whose judgments yet delay | | | | | | | |
157d | From whence these dire portents around [direful omens round] | | | | | | | |
157e | O Lord, our fathers oft have told, In our attentive ears | | | | | | | |
157f | My God, I know, I feel thee mine | | | | | | | |
157g | To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost | | | | | | | |
158a | Sinner [sinners], the voice of God regard | | | | | | | |
158b | When rising from the bed of death | | | | | | | |
159a | My Savior, from the wrath to come | | | | | | | |
159b | Jesus, we lift our souls [selves] to thee | | | | | | | |
159c | Thousands, O Lord of hosts, today [this day] | | | | | | | |
159d | Beneath our feet and o'er our head | | | | | | | |
160a | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
160b | Hear, gracious God [Lord], my humble moan [prayer] | | | | | | | |
160c | Times without number have I prayed | | | | | | | |
161a | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers | | | | | | | |
161b | Our God is love, and all his saints | | | | | | | |
161c | Is there a thing too hard for thee | | | | | | | |
161d | Behold what condescending love | | | | | | | |
162a | My drowsy powers, why sleep ye [you] so | | | | | | | |
162b | Thy law is perfect, Lord of light | | | | | | | |
162c | Almighty Spirit, now behold | | | | | | | |
163a | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
163b | Give me the wings of faith to rise | | | | | | | |
163c | Why, O my soul, O why depressed | | | | | | | |
164a | Daughter of Zion, from the dust | | | | | | | |
164b | Praise ye the Lord ye immortal choirs | | | | | | | |
164c | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
165a | Father of lights, thy needful aid | | | | | | | |
165b | When Jesus left his Father's [heavenly] throne | | | | | | | |
165c | All wise, all mighty, and all good | | | | | | | |
166a | Walk in the light, so shalt thou [and you shall] know | | | | | | | |
166b | Hail, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost | | | | | | | |
166c | Thou art the Way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
167a | Being of beings, God of love | | | | | | | |
167b | Father of Jesus Christ, my Lord | | | | | | | |
167c | Author of good, we rest on thee | | | | | | | |
168a | How vain are all things here below | | | | | | | |
168b | There seems a voice in every gale | | | | | | | |
168c | Thy name to me, thy nature grant | | | | | | | |
169a | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
169b | Thou Rock of my salvation, haste | | | | | | | |
169c | God is in this and every place | | | | | | | |
170a | Lovers of pleasure more than God | | | | | | | |
170b | With joy we meditate the [thy] grace | | | | | | | |