# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
301 | God's abiding peace is in my soul today | | | | | | | |
302 | 'Tis the grandest theme through the ages rung | | | | | | | |
303 | So precious is Jesus, my Savior, my [and] King | | | | | | | |
304 | Behold the hands stretched out for aid | | | | | | | |
305 | He pardoned my transgressions | | | | | | | |
306 | Jesus is all the world to me, My life | | | | | | | |
307 | There's within my heart a melody | | | | | | | |
308 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
309 | When the tempests rage and the storms beat high | | | | | | | |
310 | There'll be showers of blessing | | | | | | | |
311 | Standing by a purpose true | | | | | | | |
312 | Thrones may fall and crumble | | | | | | | |
313 | When we walk with the Lord In the light of his Word | | | | | | | |
314 | Blessed is the service of our Lord and King | | | | | | | |
315 | The mercy of God is an ocean divine | | | | | | | |
316 | I came to Jesus, weary, worn and sad | | | | | | | |
317 | We've a story to tell to the nations | | | | | | | |
318 | I was lost in sin but Jesus rescued me | | | | | | | |
319 | Christ, our Redeemer, died on the cross | | | | | | | |
320 | How sweet are the tidings | | | | | | | |
321 | I was sinking deep in sin | | | | | | | |
322 | Walking in sunlight all of my journey | | | | | | | |
323 | I cannot tell thee whence it came | | | | | | | |
324 | Sing the wondrous love of Jesus, sing his mercy | | | | | | | |
325 | There's a blessed and triumphant song | | | | | | | |
326 | Sweet are the promises, Kind is the word | | | | | | | |
327 | O how well do I remember | | | | | | | |
328 | Break thou the bread of life | | | | | | | |
329 | We have heard a [the] joyful sound | | | | | | | |
330 | I am happy today and the sun shines bright | | | | | | | |
331 | Whosoever heareth, shout, shout the sound | | | | | | | |
332 | I have found his grace is all complete | | | | | | | |
333 | Wonderful grace of Jesus | | | | | | | |
334 | Far away in the depths of my spirit tonight | | | | | | | |
335 | Reach your arms around the world for Jesus | | | | | | | |
336 | Wonderful story of love; tell it to me again | | | | | | | |
337 | Yield not to temptation, for yielding is sin | | | | | | | |
338 | Just lean upon the arms of Jesus | | | | | | | |
339 | Coming to Jesus I found wonderful peace | | | | | | | |
340 | Ring the bells of heaven, there is joy today | | | | | | | |
341 | O my brother, do you know the Savior Who is wondrous kind and true | | | | | | | |
342 | A friend I have called Jesus, Whose love is | | | | | | | |
343 | Thou my everlasting portion | | | | | | | |
344 | When our Lord returns to take us | | | | | | | |
345 | O I love to tell the blessed story | | | | | | | |
346 | I've found a Friend who is all to me | | | | | | | |
347 | I belong to the King, I'm a child of his love | | | | | | | |
348 | Leaving all to follow Jesus | | | | | | | |
349 | Saved to the uttermost I am the Lord's | | | | | | | |
350 | Would you be redeemed from every inborn [inbred] sin | | | | | | | |
351 | Tell me the old, old story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
352 | O I love to walk with Jesus | | | | | | | |
353 | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
354 | Master, the tempest is raging | | | | | | | |
355 | There's a call comes ringing o'er the restless wave | | | | | | | |
356 | I know not why God's wondrous grace to me | | | | | | | |
357 | I have a song I love to sing, since I | | | | | | | |
358 | The blessed Jesus loved me | | | | | | | |
359 | I remember when the Lord spoke to my soul | | | | | | | |
360 | Faith of our fathers, living still [faith] | | | | | | | |
361 | What a wonderful change in my life has been | | | | | | | |
362 | The whole world was lost in the darkness of sin | | | | | | | |
363 | Soldiers of Immanuel, go forward | | | | | | | |
364 | I remember when my burdens rolled away | | | | | | | |
365 | I will sing of my Redeemer, And his wondrous love | | | | | | | |
366 | Sound the battle cry | | | | | | | |
367 | Standing on the promises of Christ our King | | | | | | | |
368 | I stand amazed in the presence | | | | | | | |
369 | In sin I once had wandered | | | | | | | |
370 | From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies | | | | | | | |
371 | Sure is my foundation, for I stand today | | | | | | | |
372 | Jesus found me when after I wandered | | | | | | | |
373 | Hallelujah, praise Jehovah, From the heavens | | | | | | | |
374 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
375 | I found such a wonderful Savior | | | | | | | |
376 | One more day's work for Jesus | [One more day's work for Jesus] | | | | | | |
377 | There is [There's] sunshine in my soul today | | | | | | | |
378 | Church of God, awaken, heed the Lord's command | | | | | | | |
379 | Trying to walk in the steps of the Savior | | | | | | | |
380 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
381 | That God should love a sinner such as I | | | | | | | |
382 | Lord, as of old at Pentecost, thou didst thy power display | | | | | | | |
383 | My mother's old Bible, her treasure divine | | | | | | | |
384 | I wandered in the shades of night | | | | | | | |
385 | Encamped along the hills of light | | | | | | | |
386 | Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, Early | | | | | | | |
387 | Over the hilltops, down from the skies | | | | | | | |
388 | I saw a blood washed pilgrim, a sinner saved by grace | | | | | | | |
389 | There's a peace in my heart that the world never gave | | | | | | | |
390 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
391 | There comes to my heart one [a] sweet strain | | | | | | | |
392 | A Savior have I more precious to me | | | | | | | |
393 | Are you weary, are you heavy hearted | | | | | | | |
394 | Gracious is the promise of our living Lord | | | | | | | |
395 | Conquerors and overcomers now are we | | | | | | | |
396 | I need thee every hour, most gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
397 | Jesus has a [the] table spread | | | | | | | |
398 | How oft in holy converse | | | | | | | |
399 | Blessed be the fountain of blood | | | | | | | |
400 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |