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201 | O love divine! what hast thou done! | | | | | | | |
202 | Of him who did salvation bring | | | | | | | |
203 | All ye that pass by, to Jesus draw nigh | | | | | | | |
204 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies! | | | | | | | |
205 | Plung'd in a gulf of dark despair | | | | | | | |
206 | The Son of man they did betray | | | | | | | |
207 | Alas! and did my saviour bleed? | | | | | | | |
208 | Ye heavens rejoice in Jesu's grace | | | | | | | |
209 | The King of heaven his table spreads | | | | | | | |
210 | Jesus once for sinners slain | | | | | | | |
211 | When on the cross my Lord I see | | | | | | | |
212 | Begin the third of Matthew | | | | | | | |
213 | Salem's bright King, Jesus by name | | | | | | | |
214 | Come saints and sinners now behold | | | | | | | |
215 | Thus was the great Redeemer plung'd | | | | | | | |
216 | Attend, ye children of your God | | | | | | | |
217 | Never does truth more shine | | | | | | | |
218 | Humble souls, who seek salvation | | | | | | | |
219 | In Jordan's tide the Baptist stands | | | | | | | |
220 | Young converts on the banks | | | | | | | |
221 | O ye blood wash'd, ransom'd sinners | | | | | | | |
222 | When we baptize, we see the mode | | | | | | | |
223 | What think you, my friends of the preaching of John? | | | | | | | |
224 | "Proclaim," saith Christ, "my wonderous grace | | | | | | | |
225 | How great, how solemn is the work | | | | | | | |
226 | Jesus! and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
227 | Saviour visit thy plantation | | | | | | | |
228 | Dear Saviour, we rejoice to hear | | | | | | | |
229 | O with what pleasure we behold | | | | | | | |
230 | These honour'd saints redeem'd by blood | | | | | | | |
231 | My Christ is my friend | | | | | | | |
232 | And are we yet alive? | | | | | | | |
233 | Come away to the skies! | | | | | | | |
234 | Friendship to every willing mind | | | | | | | |
235 | Let thy kingdom, blessed Saviour | | | | | | | |
236 | Try us, O God, and search the ground | | | | | | | |
237 | Our souls, by love, together knit | | | | | | | |
238 | Come, let us use the grace divine | | | | | | | |
239 | Farewell, my brethren, all farewell | | | | | | | |
240 | Farewell, my brethren in the Lord | | | | | | | |
241 | Dear Lord, the time is come | | | | | | | |
242 | Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand | | | | | | | |
243 | Farewell my loving sisters | | | | | | | |
244 | When Paul was parted from his friends | | | | | | | |
245 | Farewell, dear friends, I must be gone | | | | | | | |
246 | For a season call'd to part | | | | | | | |
247 | Oh for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
249 | Oh! how happy are they | | | | | | | |
250 | Ah! But where am I now? | | | | | | | |
251 | How shall a lost sinner, in pain | | | | | | | |
252 | O what a cruel wretch am I | | | | | | | |
253 | Ye happy souls, whose peaceful minds | | | | | | | |
254 | One ev'ning pensive as I lay | | | | | | | |
255 | The fields are all white, the harvest is near | | | | | | | |
256 | Old Satan doth rage, and his servants do fight | | | | | | | |
257 | Thee we adore, Eternal Name | | | | | | | |
258 | When rising from the bed of death | | | | | | | |
259 | And am I born to die? | | | | | | | |
260 | And am I only born to die? | | | | | | | |
261 | Thou Judge of quick and dead | | | | | | | |
262 | He comes! he comes! the Judge severe | | | | | | | |
263 | Terrible thought! shall I alone | | | | | | | |
264 | Thou God of glorious majesty | | | | | | | |
265 | Arise and shine, O Zion fair | | | | | | | |
266 | And must this body die | | | | | | | |
267 | And let this feeble body fail | | | | | | | |
268 | Happy soul thy days are ended | | | | | | | |
269 | What sound is this salutes my ear? | | | | | | | |
270 | Come we that love the Lord indeed | | | | | | | |
271 | My soul is full of glory | | | | | | | |
272 | O is the king of terrors come | | | | | | | |
273 | Stop, poor sinner, stop and think | | | | | | | |
274 | Remember, sinful youth, you must die | | | | | | | |
275 | The great tremendous day's approaching | | | | | | | |
276 | With love of pity I look round | | | | | | | |
277 | But oh! the sad and dismal state | | | | | | | |
278 | And must I be to judgment brought | | | | | | | |
279 | The Lord of earth and sky | | | | | | | |
280 | Sing to the great Jehovah's praise! | | | | | | | |
281 | And now, my soul, another year | | | | | | | |
282 | All glory to God in the sky | | | | | | | |
283 | Father, our hearts we lift | | | | | | | |
284 | All, all hail! happy day | | | | | | | |
285 | Hark! the hearld-angels sing | | | | | | | |
286 | "Shepherds rejoice, lift up your eyes | | | | | | | |
287 | While shepherds watch'd their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
288 | From the regions of love, lo! | | | | | | | |
289 | Jesus, thy wand'ring sheep behold! | | | | | | | |
290 | Hark! for 'tis God's own Son that calls | | | | | | | |
291 | Holy God, and hast thou sent | | | | | | | |
292 | Come on, my fellow pilgrims come | | | | | | | |
293 | What think ye of Christ? is the test | | | | | | | |
294 | Hasten, O Lord, the latter day | | | | | | | |
295 | O Lord, I pray that thou wilt show | | | | | | | |
296 | How beauteous are their feet | | | | | | | |
297 | Since Jesus freely did appear | | | | | | | |
298 | Our guns and our swords we'll send home | | | | | | | |
299 | Ye sons of the main | | | | | | | |
300 | I heard the Saviour's voice | | | | | | | |
301 | Young people hear and I will tell | | | | | | | |