# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | My span of life will soon be done [o'er] | | | | | | | |
d102 | Now glory be to God | | | | | | | |
d103 | Now in the heat [flush] of youthful blood | | | | | | | |
d104 | Now let us join with heart and tongue | | | | | | | |
d105 | Now, pilgrims, let us go in peace | | | | | | | |
d106 | O for a breeze of heavenly love | | | | | | | |
d107 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d108 | O for a shout of sacred joy | | | | | | | |
d109 | O glorious hope of perfect [heavenly] love | | | | | | | |
d110 | O God, my heart with love inflame | | | | | | | |
d111 | O God of mercy, hear my [our] call | | | | | | | |
d112 | O Jesus, my Savior, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d113 | O Jesus, my Savior, to Thee I submit | | | | | | | |
d114 | O may I worthy prove to see The saints in full prosperity | | | | | | | |
d115 | O tell me no more of this [the] world's vain [vain world's] store | | | | | | | |
d116 | O that I had a bosom friend | | | | | | | |
d117 | O that my load of sin were [was] gone | | | | | | | |
d118 | O that the Lord would guide my [our] ways | | | | | | | |
d119 | O that thy statutes every hour | | | | | | | |
d120 | O thou God of my salvation | | | | | | | |
d121 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
d122 | O thou who hearest when sinners cry | | | | | | | |
d123 | O what amazing love it this, On earth I taste immortal bliss | | | | | | | |
d124 | O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above | | | | | | | |
d125 | Often I seek my Lord by night | | | | | | | |
d126 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d127 | Once more, my soul, the rising day salutes thy waking eyes | | | | | | | |
d128 | One night as I lay musing | | | | | | | |
d129 | Poor mourning souls, in deep distress | | | | | | | |
d130 | Proclaim, saith Christ, my wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
d131 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d132 | Say, how can two together wall | | | | | | | |
d133 | Say now, ye lovely social band | | | | | | | |
d134 | Shepherds, rejoice, lift up your eyes | | | | | | | |
d135 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
d136 | Sinner, how oft has [hath] God reproved | | | | | | | |
d137 | Sinner [sinners], the voice of God regard | | | | | | | |
d138 | Stoop down, my thoughts, that [which] used [use] to rise | | | | | | | |
d139 | Stop, poor sinner [sinners], stop and think | | | | | | | |
d140 | Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King | | | | | | | |
d141 | Sweet rivers of redeeming love | | | | | | | |
d142 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
d143 | Teach me the measure of my days | | | | | | | |
d144 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
d145 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
d146 | The glorious day is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
d147 | The Lord has to his garden come | | | | | | | |
d148 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
d149 | The worth of truth no tongue can tell | | | | | | | |
d150 | There is a heaven o'er yonder skies | | | | | | | |
d151 | There is a land of pleasure, Where streams of joy forever roll | | | | | | | |
d152 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
d153 | This day our souls have caught new fire | | | | | | | |
d154 | Thou God of glorious majesty | | | | | | | |
d155 | Though trouble assail us, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
d156 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
d157 | 'Tis good to wait upon the Lord | | | | | | | |
d158 | To keep the lamp alive with oil we fill the bowl | | | | | | | |
d159 | Today if ye [you] will hear his voice | | | | | | | |
d160 | Try us, O God, and search the ground | | | | | | | |
d161 | 'Twas on that [a] dark, that [and] doleful [awful] [dreary] night [day] | | | | | | | |
d162 | Wandering pilgrim [pilgrims], mourning Christian [Christians] | | | | | | | |
d163 | What happy children, who follow [wait on] Jesus | | | | | | | |
d164 | What poor despised company | | | | | | | |
d165 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
d166 | When any turn from Zion's way | | | | | | | |
d167 | When blooming youth is [are] snatched [called] away | | | | | | | |
d168 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d169 | When sorrows encompass me round | | | | | | | |
d170 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
d171 | Whither goest thou, pilgrim stranger | | | | | | | |
d172 | Who is this fair one in distress | | | | | | | |
d173 | Why should the children of a King | | | | | | | |
d174 | With joy we meditate the [thy] grace | | | | | | | |
d175 | Ye children of Zion that's [who are] aiming for glory | | | | | | | |
d176 | Ye fearful saints march on | | | | | | | |
d177 | Ye jewels of my [our] master | | | | | | | |
d178 | Ye soldiers of Jesus pray stand to your arms | | | | | | | |
d179 | Ye tribes of Adam join, with heaven and earth and seas | | | | | | | |
d180 | Ye virgin [waiting] souls, arise | | | | | | | |
d181 | Ye weary heavy laden souls | | | | | | | |
d182 | Yes, this is the God we adore | | | | | | | |
d183 | Young ladies all, I pray draw near | | | | | | | |
d184 | Young people, all, attention give | | | | | | | |
d185 | Young people all, in blooming days | | | | | | | |