# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
T114 | Lord of all power and might! | | | | | | | |
T115 | In the hour of my distress | | | | | | | |
T116 | Happy angels! still ye dwell | | | | | | | |
T117 | O sacred Head! now wounded | | | | | | | |
T118 | Saw ye my Saviour? Saw ye my Saviour? | | | | | | | |
T119 | O my Redeemer! can I sleep | | | | | | | |
T120 | Bound upon th'accursed tree | | | | | | | |
T121 | Awake, my soul, to joyful lays | | | | | | | |
T122 | Grateful praise to thee we bring | | | | | | | |
T123 | Just as I am--without one plea | | | | | | | |
T124 | All ye that pass by | | | | | | | |
T125 | O holy Saviour! Friend unseen! | | | | | | | |
T126 | Plead thou--oh, plead my cause | | | | | | | |
T127 | The voice of free grace cries | | | | | | | |
T128 | Perchance my hours are numbered now | | | | | | | |
T129 | Again the orient light is shining | | | | | | | |
T130 | The stars which are concealed | | | | | | | |
T131 | I come, my Lord, to offer up to thee | | | | | | | |
T132 | Israel's Shepherd, guide me, feed me | | | | | | | |
T133 | Here is my heart!--my God, I give it thee! | | | | | | | |
T134 | Nearer, my God, to thee | | | | | | | |
T135 | How happy are they | | | | | | | |
T136 | There is a tho't can lift the soul | | | | | | | |
T137 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
T138 | Father, when thy child is dying | | | | | | | |
T139 | Come, let us anew | | | | | | | |
T140 | Watchman! tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
T141 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward I move | | | | | | | |
T142 | Watchman! onward to your stations | | | | | | | |
T143 | Friend after friend departs | | | | | | | |
T144 | What are meetings here but partings | | | | | | | |
T145 | Yes, we trust the day is breaking | | | | | | | |
T146 | Thou art gone to the grave; But we will not deplore thee | | | | | | | |
T147 | Sister, thou was mild and lovely | | | | | | | |
T148 | The chariot! the chariot! its wheels roll in fire | | | | | | | |
T149 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
T150 | There is a fountain filled with blood | COWPER | | | | | | |
T151 | Tell me not of that narrow bed | | | | | | | |
T152 | Burst, ye emerald gates, and bring | | | | | | | |
T153 | Around the throne of God in heaven | | | | | | | |
T154 | On the mountain's top appearing | | | | | | | |
T156 | One sweetly solemn thought | | | | | | | |
T157 | Come, thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
T158 | Sovereign Ruler of the skies | | | | | | | |
T159 | Jesus, I my cross have taken | | | | | | | |
T160 | On the mountain's top appearing | | | | | | | |
T161 | To Jesus, the crown of my hope | | | | | | | |
T162 | O! had I the wings of a dove | | | | | | | |
T163 | To thee, my God and Saviour | | | | | | | |
T164 | Saviour! once to thee presented | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal has not been proofed - data may be incomplete or incorrect]