# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
701 | To thee, my God and friend | | | | | | | |
702 | To you who mourn in deep distress | | | | | | | |
703 | We're safe in Jesus' hand | | | | | | | |
704 | What joyful tidings do I hear? | | | | | | | |
705 | What unknown love is this | | | | | | | |
706 | What wonders hath Jehovah wrought | | | | | | | |
707 | When God descends, with men to dwell | | | | | | | |
708 | When God would on the Gentiles rise | | | | | | | |
709 | When I behold th'effects of sin | | | | | | | |
710 | When my astonish'd eyes behold | | | | | | | |
711 | When nature's wonders I explore | | | | | | | |
712 | When strangers meet me on the way | | | | | | | |
713 | When thy assemblies, Lord, do mourn | | | | | | | |
714 | While others, confident and vain | | | | | | | |
715 | When will the eyelids of that morn | | | | | | | |
716 | Who dare attempt to sing | | | | | | | |
717 | Who will regret that Christ should have | | | | | | | |
718 | Why all this speed, ye Pilgrims, say? | | | | | | | |
719 | Why do not saints a union form? | | | | | | | |
720 | Why should I doubt thy goodness, Lord | | | | | | | |
721 | Will they who love the Lord repine | | | | | | | |
722 | Worthy the Paschal Lamb! | | | | | | | |
723 | Ye favor'd children of the Lord | | | | | | | |
724 | Ye happy souls that pray | | | | | | | |
725 | Ye humble souls, proclaim abroad | | | | | | | |
726 | Ye followers of the Prince of Peace | | | | | | | |
727 | Ye mourning souls believe | | | | | | | |
728 | Ye thirsty souls, approach the spring | | | | | | | |
729 | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor | | | | | | | |
730 | Zeal is that pure and heavenly flame | | | | | | | |
731 | Zeal is the Lord of hosts! thy zeal | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal has not been proofed - data may be incomplete or incorrect]