# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
201 | I love to think [sing] of heaven, where white robed angels are | | | | | | | |
202 | I'm glad salvation's free | | | | | | | |
203 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
204 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
205 | And can I yet delay | | | | | | | |
206 | And let our bodies part | | | | | | | |
207 | O come, and dwell in [with] me [us] | | | | | | | |
208 | How can I vent my grief | | | | | | | |
209 | O where can rest be found | | | | | | | |
210 | The praying spirit breathe | | | | | | | |
211 | How can a sinner know | | | | | | | |
212 | O that I could repent, With all my idols part | | | | | | | |
213 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
214 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
215 | Did Christ o'er sinners weep? | | | | | | | |
216 | Equip me for the war | | | | | | | |
217 | The power to bless my house | | | | | | | |
218 | Depth of mercy, can there be, Mercy still reserved for me? | | | | | | | |
219 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee | | | | | | | |
220 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
221 | Haste [Hasten], [O] sinner [sinners] [now] to be wise | | | | | | | |
222 | Children of the heavenly king as we journey | | | | | | | |
223 | I'll praise my Maker with my [while I've] [whilst I've] breath | | | | | | | |
224 | The blood of Christ, it cleanses me | | | | | | | |
225 | I can, I will, I do believe | | | | | | | |
226 | The world is overcome by the blood of the Lamb | | | | | | | |
227 | Ah this heart is void and chill | | | | | | | |
228 | What sound is this salutes mine [my] ear | | | | | | | |
229 | I was a wandering sheep | | | | | | | |
230 | A few more days on earth to spend | | | | | | | |
231 | Far from my [our] thoughts, vain world, be gone | | | | | | | |
232 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
233 | I travel through a world of foes | | | | | | | |
234 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |
235 | Away my unbelieving fear | | | | | | | |
236 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
237 | Thou man of griefs, remember me | | | | | | | |
238 | Lord, we are vile, conceived in sin | | | | | | | |
239 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
240 | O for a glance of heavenly day | | | | | | | |
241 | Life is the time to serve the Lord | | | | | | | |
242 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
243 | Prayer is [was] appointed to convey | | | | | | | |
244 | Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One in three | | | | | | | |
245 | Shall I for fear of feeble man | | | | | | | |
246 | Jesus, thy blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
247 | Savior of men, Thy searching eye | | | | | | | |
248 | Plunged in a [the] gulf of dark [deep] despair | | | | | | | |
249 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
250 | Eternal Wisdom thee we praise | | | | | | | |
251 | We've listed in a [the] holy war | | | | | | | |
252 | I have some friends before me gone | | | | | | | |
253 | How sweet to reflect on the [those] joys that await me [us] | | | | | | | |
254 | Jesus, my all, to heav'n has gone | | | | | | | |
255 | My brother's going to wear that crown | | | | | | | |
256 | Beyond the bounds of time and space | | | | | | | |
257 | Sweet bards may chant melodious lays | | | | | | | |
258 | Shall we gather at [by] the river, Where bright angel feet have trod | | | | | | | |
259 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
260 | Shall we meet beyond the river, where the surges | | | | | | | |
261 | We're traveling home to heaven above | | | | | | | |
262 | Return, O wanderer, return [Return, return, now wanderer] | | | | | | | |
263 | Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high | | | | | | | |
264 | O joyful sound of gospel grace | | | | | | | |
265 | Thou Son of God, whose flaming eyes | | | | | | | |
266 | To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost | | | | | | | |
267 | Hushed be my murmurings | | | | | | | |
268 | And am I born to die | | | | | | | |
269 | There is a school on earth begun, Supported [Instructed] by the Holy One | | | | | | | |
270 | Begone, unbelief, [for] my [our] Savior is near | | | | | | | |
271 | Arise, my soul to Pisgah's height | | | | | | | |
272 | Go, bring me [them], said the dying fair | | | | | | | |
273 | My soul is now united to Christ, the living vine | | | | | | | |
274 | Try us, O God, and search the ground | | | | | | | |
275 | We journey through a vale of tears | | | | | | | |
276 | Happy the souls to Jesus join'd | | | | | | | |
277 | O [Our] God, our help in ages [seasons] past | | | | | | | |
278 | Come, let us use the grace divine, And all with one accord | | | | | | | |
279 | Long have I seemed to serve thee Lord | | | | | | | |
280 | My feet they are cold and my limbs they are weary | | | | | | | |
281 | Don't get weary, brother | | | | | | | |
282 | O, the army, the army, The army of the Lord | | | | | | | |
283 | Christians, I am on my journey | | | | | | | |
284 | Sad and weary with my longing | | | | | | | |
285 | Shed not a tear, o'er your friend's early bier | | | | | | | |
286 | I have loved ones before the white throne | | | | | | | |
287 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
288 | Hear the royal proclamation, the glad tidings | | | | | | | |
289 | This, this is the God we adore | | | | | | | |
290 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
291 | Stop, poor sinner [sinners], stop and think | | | | | | | |
292 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
293 | Jesus drinks the bitter cup | | | | | | | |
294 | Jesus, let thy pitying eye | | | | | | | |
295 | Savior, see me from above, nor suffer me to die | | | | | | | |
296 | With joy we meditate the [thy] grace | | | | | | | |
297 | Shepherd divine our wants relieve | | | | | | | |
298 | Savior, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
299 | I know that my Redeemer lives, praise the Lord | | | | | | | |
300 | We are pilgrims seeking a city | | | | | | | |