# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
CCI | Blest be the dear, uniting love | | | | | | | |
CCII | Jesus, accept the praise | | | | | | | |
CCIII | All glory to the dying Lamb | | | | | | | |
CCIV | God of my life, to thee | | | | | | | |
CCV | Away with our fears | | | | | | | |
CCVI | How happy are they | | | | | | | |
CCVII | Ah, where am I now! | | | | | | | |
CCVIII | How shall a lost sinner in pain | | | | | | | |
CCIX | Where is my God, my joy, my hope | | | | | | | |
CCX | God only wise, almighty, good | | | | | | | |
CCXI | All hail! happy day | | | | | | | |
CCXII | Hark! the herald-angels sing | | | | | | | |
CCXIII | The Lord of earth and sky | | | | | | | |
CCXIV | Sing to the great Jehovah's praise! | | | | | | | |
CCXV | Alas! and did my Saviour bleed? | | | | | | | |
CCXVI | Father, I stretch my hands to thee | | | | | | | |
CCXVII | Almighty Maker God | | | | | | | |
CCXVIII | Ye heavens, rejoice in Jesus' grace | | | | | | | |
CCXIX | Lord Jesu, when, when shall it be | | | | | | | |
CCXX | We lift our hearts to thee | | | | | | | |
CCXXI | All praise to him who dwells in bliss | | | | | | | |
CCXXII | In that sad memorable night | | | | | | | |
CCXXIII | Let all who truly bear | | | | | | | |
CCXXIV | Rock of Israel, cleft for me | | | | | | | |
CCXXV | Author of our salvation, thee | | | | | | | |
CCXXVI | O thou, who this mysterious bread | | | | | | | |
CCXXVII | Jesus, at whose supreme command | | | | | | | |
CCXXVIII | Who is this that comes from far | | | | | | | |
CCXXIX | Jesu, dear redeeming Lord | | | | | | | |
CCXXX | Jesu, we thus obey | | | | | | | |
CCXXXI | O all that pass by, to Jesus draw near | | | | | | | |
CCXXXII | Thy faithfulness, Lord, each moment we find | | | | | | | |
CCXXXIII | Rejoice evermore with angels above | | | | | | | |
CCXXXIV | Weary souls, that wander wide | | | | | | | |
CCXXXV | Stand th' omnipotent decree! | | | | | | | |
CCXXXVI | I long to behold him array'd | | | | | | | |
CCXXXVII | Thou Son of God, whose flaming eyes | | | | | | | |
CCXXXVIII | Come, O thou all-victorious Lord | | | | | | | |
CCXXXIX | Long have I seem'd to serve thee, Lord | | | | | | | |
CCXL | God is in this and ev'ry place | | | | | | | |
CCXLI | Thou hidden God, for whom I groan | | | | | | | |
CCXLII | Thou Man of griefs, remember me | | | | | | | |
CCXLIII | Jesu, Shepherd of the sheep | | | | | | | |
CCXLIV | Oft I in my heart have said | | | | | | | |
CCXLV | O may thy powerful word | | | | | | | |
CCXLVI | O wond'rous power of faithful prayer! | | | | | | | |
CCXLVII | Pierce, fill me with an humble fear | | | | | | | |
CCXLVIII | When quiet in my house I sit | | | | | | | |
CCXLIX | Master, I own thy lawful claim | | | | | | | |
CCL | Cast on the fidelity | | | | | | | |
CCLI | Thou Lamb of God, thou Prince of Peace | | | | | | | |
CCLII | Jesu, the weary wanderer's rest | | | | | | | |
CCLIII | O God most merciful and true | | | | | | | |
CCLIV | O God, to whom in flesh reveal'd | | | | | | | |
CCLV | Jesu, thy far-extended fame | | | | | | | |
CCLVI | Except the Lord conduct the plan | | | | | | | |
CCLVII | How beauteous are their feet | | | | | | | |
CCLVIII | Lovers of pleasure more than God | | | | | | | |
CCLIX | Hark! how the watchmen cry! | | | | | | | |
CCLX | Watch'd by the world's malignant eye | | | | | | | |
CCLXI | O glorious hope of perfect love! | | | | | | | |
CCLXII | Why not now, my God, my God? | | | | | | | |
CCLXIII | Now, even now, I yield, I yield | | | | | | | |
CCLXIV | Father if justly still we claim | | | | | | | |
CCLXV | On all the earth thy Spirit shower | | | | | | | |
CCLXVI | Come, thou omniscient Son of man | | | | | | | |
CCLXVII | God of all consolation, take | | | | | | | |
CCLXVIII | And let our bodies part | | | | | | | |
CCLXIX | Comfort, ye ministers of grace | | | | | | | |
CCLXX | High on his everlasting throne | | | | | | | |
CCLXXI | O that I was as heretofore | | | | | | | |
CCLXXII | Saviour from sin, I wait to prove | | | | | | | |
CCLXXIII | Giver and Guardian of my sleep | | | | | | | |
CCLXXIV | Awake, Jerusalem awake | | | | | | | |
CCLXXV | Come, O thou traveller unknown | | | | | | | |
CCLXXVI | Oft have we pass'd the guilty night | | | | | | | |
CCLXXVII | Oh! for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
CCLXXVIII | An inward baptism of pure fire | | | | | | | |
CCLXXIX | Fountain of life, to all below | | | | | | | |
CCLXXX | O thou, whom all thy saints adore | | | | | | | |
CCLXXXI | Say, which of you would see the Lord? | | | | | | | |
CCLXXXII | Draw near, O Son of God, draw near | | | | | | | |
CCLXXXIII | In boundless mercy, gracious Lord, appear | | | | | | | |
CCLXXXIV | Lord, all I am is known to thee | | | | | | | |
CCLXXXV | Shepherds, rejoice, lift up your eyes | | | | | | | |