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1 | Lord, we are vile, conceived in sin | | | | | | | |
2 | While dead in trespasses I lie | | | | | | | |
3 | How helpless nature lies | | | | | | | |
4 | Hark!what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
5 | Angels, from the realms of glory | | | | | | | |
6 | Brightest and best of the sons of the morning | | | | | | | |
7 | While nature was sinking in stillness to rest | | | | | | | |
8 | Thou sweet gliding Kedron, by thy silver streams | | | | | | | |
9 | Plunged in a gulf of dark despair | | | | | | | |
10 | Alas! and did my Savior bleed? | | | | | | | |
11 | When on Sinai's top I see | | | | | | | |
12 | Of Him who did salvation bring | | | | | | | |
13 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
14 | Hark! the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
15 | In evil long I took delight | | | | | | | |
16 | There is a fountain fill'd with blood | | | | | | | |
17 | Down from the willow bough | | | | | | | |
18 | Mary to the Saviour's tomb | | | | | | | |
19 | O could I speak the matchless worth! | | | | | | | |
20 | Jesus, thy far extended fame | | | | | | | |
21 | Jesus, lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
22 | With joy we meditate the grace | | | | | | | |
23 | Go, worship at Emmanuel's feet | | | | | | | |
24 | How lost was my condition | | | | | | | |
25 | Jesus, the Name high over all | | | | | | | |
26 | At Jacob's well a stranger sought | | | | | | | |
27 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
28 | A poor, wayfaring man of grief | | | | | | | |
29 | Hark, ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
30 | Hail, to the Lord's anointed | | | | | | | |
31 | The Prince of Salvation in triumph is riding | | | | | | | |
32 | Holy Spirit! Fount of blessing | | | | | | | |
33 | Holy Ghost! dispel our sadness | | | | | | | |
34 | At anchor laid, remote from home | | | | | | | |
35 | O thou that hearest prayer | | | | | | | |
36 | A fountain of life and of grace | | | | | | | |
37 | Let every mortal ear attend | | | | | | | |
38 | Come, sinners, to the Gospel feast | | | | | | | |
39 | Blow ye the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
40 | By faith I see my Saviour dying | | | | | | | |
41 | Salvation! O the joyful sound! | | | | | | | |
42 | Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish | | | | | | | |
43 | Ye wretched, starving poor | | | | | | | |
44 | The voice of free grace cries, Escape to the mountain | | | | | | | |
45 | Fair shines the morning star | | | | | | | |
46 | Thy ceaseless, unexhausted love | | | | | | | |
47 | O come in life's gay morning | | | | | | | |
48 | Go thou, in life's fair morning | | | | | | | |
49 | Come, 'tis Jesus' invitation | | | | | | | |
50 | One there is, above all others | | | | | | | |
51 | Sinners turn; why will ye die? | | | | | | | |
52 | Saviour! while my heart is tender | | | | | | | |
53 | We're traveling home to heaven above | | | | | | | |
54 | Come, ye sinners, poor and needy | | | | | | | |
55 | Ye dying sons of men | | | | | | | |
56 | Bleeding hearts, defiled by sin | | | | | | | |
57 | Child of sin and sorrow | | | | | | | |
58 | Acquaint thyself quickly, O sinner, with God | | | | | | | |
59 | Return, O wanderer, return | | | | | | | |
60 | To-day the Saviour calls | | | | | | | |
61 | Delay not, delay not, O sinner, draw near | | | | | | | |
62 | Hasten, sinner, to be wise! | | | | | | | |
63 | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
64 | O turn ye, O turn ye, for why will you die | | | | | | | |
65 | Beneath our feet, and o'er our head | | | | | | | |
66 | Sinners, will you scorn the message | | | | | | | |
67 | Sinners, the voice of God regard | | | | | | | |
68 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
69 | That warning voice, O sinner, hear | | | | | | | |
70 | Say, sinner, hath a voice within | | | | | | | |
71 | Vain man, thy fond pursuits forbear | | | | | | | |
72 | Go watch and pray, thou canst not tell | | | | | | | |
73 | All yesterday is gone | | | | | | | |
74 | Hear, O sinner, mercy hails you | | | | | | | |
75 | This may be thy latest call | | | | | | | |
76 | Dying souls, fast bound in sin | | | | | | | |
77 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
78 | Drooping souls, no longer grieve | | | | | | | |
79 | Now the Saviour standeth pleading | | | | | | | |
80 | When shall thy love constrain | | | | | | | |
81 | Why sinks my soul desponding? | | | | | | | |
82 | Lord, I despair myself to heal | | | | | | | |
83 | And can I yet delay | | | | | | | |
84 | When burden'd is my breast | | | | | | | |
85 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me | | | | | | | |
86 | O cease, my wand'ring soul | | | | | | | |
87 | I have sought round the verdant earth | | | | | | | |
88 | O Jesus, delight of my soul | | | | | | | |
89 | O that I could repent | | | | | | | |
90 | People of the living God | | | | | | | |
91 | By thy birth, and by thy tears | | | | | | | |
92 | Ah! whither should I go | | | | | | | |
93 | The long-lost son, with streaming eyes | | | | | | | |
94 | Jesus, let thy pitying eye | | | | | | | |
95 | Afflictions, though they seem severe | | | | | | | |
96 | Did Christ o'er sinners weep? | | | | | | | |
97 | Welcome, welcome, bless'd Redeemer | | | | | | | |
98 | Show pity Lord; O Lord, forgive! | | | | | | | |
99 | Prostrate at Jesus' feet | | | | | | | |
100 | "Mercy, O thou Son of David!" | | | | | | | |