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II.31 | Jesus! and shall it ever be | | | | | |  | |
II.32 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | |  | |
II.33 | Lift up your hearts, Immanuel's friends | | | | | |  | |
II.34 | Laden with guilt, sinners arise | | | | | |  | |
II.35 | Mercy, O thou son of David! | | | | | |  | |
II.36 | My times of sorrow and of joy | | | | | |  | |
II.37 | O Jesus my Saviour, to thee I submit | | | | | |  | |
II.38 | O how I have long'd for the coming of God | | | | | |  | |
II.39 | Oh! give me, lord my sins to mourn | | | | | |  | |
II.40 | O when shall I see Jesus | | | | | |  | |
II.41a | O thou, in whose presence | | | | | |  | |
II.41b | His vestments of righteousness | | | | | |  | |
II.42 | O God, my heart with love inflame | | | | | |  | |
II.43 | There is a holy city | | | | | |  | |
II.44 | O Zion, afflicted with wave upon wave | | | | | |  | |
II.45 | Sweet rivers of redeeming love | | | | | |  | |
II.46 | Vital spark of heavenly flame | | | | | |  | |
II.47 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | |  | |
II.48 | Sweet to rejoice in lively hope | | | | | |  | |
II.49 | Saviour, visit thy plantation | | | | | |  | |
II.50 | Saw ye my Saviour! Saw ye my Saviour! | | | | | |  | |
II.51 | Sinners, the warning hear | | | | | |  | |
II.52 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | |  | |
II.53 | There is a land of pleasure | | | | | |  | |
II.54 | The wond'rous love of Jesus | | | | | |  | |
II.55 | The Lord's into his garden comes | | | | | |  | |
II.56 | Though in the outward church below | | | | | |  | |
II.57 | Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song | | | | | |  | |
II.58 | 'Tis my happiness below | | | | | |  | |
II.59 | There is a heav'n o'er yonder skies | | | | | |  | |
II.60 | Ye children of Zion, who're aiming for glory | | | | | |  | |
II.61 | Whither go'st thou, Pilgrim stranger | | | | | |  | |
II.62 | To Christ, the Lord, let every tongue | | | | | |  | |
II.63 | 'Tis religion that can give | | | | | |  | |
II.64 | Ye dying sons of men | | | | | |  | |
II.65 | When faith presents the Saviour's death | | | | | |  | |
II.66 | When we pass through yonder river | | | | | |  | |
II.67 | What is life? 'Tis but a vapour | | | | | |  | |
II.68 | Your harps, ye trembling saints | | | | | |  | |
II.69 | Though earth's wealth allure thee | | | | | |  | |
II.70 | God is the same in ev'ry place | | | | | |  | |
II.71 | Th' atoning work is done | | | | | |  | |
II.72 | "By whom shall Jacob now arise?" | | | | | |  | |
II.73 | Gracious Lord my heart is fixed | | | | | |  | |
II.74 | Endless praises To our Lord! | | | | | |  | |
II.75 | If our warfare be laborious | | | | | |  | |
II.76 | Lord, if thy people suffer grief | | | | | |  | |
II.77 | Behold a stranger at the door! | | | | | |  | |
II.78 | My gracious Redeemer I love | | | | | |  | |
II.79 | Subjects of the King of heaven | | | | | |  | |
II.80 | We'll speak of Christ, no matter who | | | | | |  | |
II.81 | The gospel comes with welcome news | | | | | |  | |
II.82 | Once more the cheerful sun's withdrawn | | | | | |  | |
II.83 | Through the dark and silent hours | | | | | |  | |
II.84 | Praise the Saviour, ye who know him | | | |  | |  | |
II.85 | Whence come ye, weeping pilgrims whence? | | | | | |  | |
II.86 | O Zion when I think on thee | | | | | |  | |
II.87 | O had I the wings of a dove | | | | | |  | |
II.88 | There is a way that leads to death | | | | | |  | |
II.89 | We've no abiding city here | | | | | |  | |
II.90 | Praise we him, by whose kind favour | | | | | |  | |
II.91 | The Son of Man they did betray | | | | | |  | |
II.92 | Inspire our souls, thou heav'nly dove | | | | | |  | |
II.93 | Jesus I know hath died for me | | | | | |  | |
II.94 | O thou, that hear'st the pray'r of faith | | | | | |  | |
II.95 | Nothing but thy blood, O Jesus | | | | | |  | |
II.96 | Thou sweet gliding Kedron, by thy silver stream | | | | | |  | |
II.97 | Here long I shall not stay | | | | | |  | |
II.98 | Hearts of stone, relent, relent | | | | | |  | |
II.99 | In the floods of tribulation | | | | | |  | |
II.100 | In Sharon's lovely rose | | | | | |  | |
II.101 | Awake, my soul, in joyful lays | | | | | |  | |
II.102 | Now in a song of grateful praise | | | | | |  | |
II.103 | Let others labour to possess | | | | | |  | |
II.104 | From Egypt lately come | | | | | |  | |
II.105 | We're bound for yonder land | | | | | |  | |
II.106 | Of Jesus we'll sing | | | | | |  | |
II.107 | Like Bartimeus we are blind | | | | | |  | |
II.108 | Encourag'd by the word | | | | | |  | |
II.109 | Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess | | | | | |  | |
II.110 | Depth of mercy! can there be | | | | | |  | |
II.111 | Let us go forth, 'tis God commands | | | | | |  | |
II.112 | Lamb of God, whose bleeding love | | | | | |  | |
II.113 | Ye tempted and try'd, to Jesus draw nigh | | | | | |  | |
II.114 | Thine earthly sabbaths, Lord, we love | | | | | |  | |
II.115 | To praise the ever bounteous Lord | | | | | |  | |
II.116 | As when the weary traveller gains | | | | | |  | |