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1 | Dear Jesus, let thy pitying eye | | | | | | | |
2 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
3 | Alas! and did my Saviour bleed! | | | | | | | |
4 | O that I were as heretofore | | | | | | | |
5 | Come, heavenly peace of mind | | | | | | | |
6 | O thou, that hear'st when sinners cry | | | | | | | |
7 | Now let our faith grow strong, and rise | | | | | | | |
8 | Sweet was the time, when first I felt | | | | | | | |
9 | Ye, who in former days | | | | | | | |
10 | Why sleep we, my brethren? come, let us arise | | | | | | | |
11 | Did Christ o'er sinners weep! | | | | | | | |
12 | Why will ye waste on trifing cares | | | | | | | |
13 | Awake, awake, my slluggish soul | | | | | | | |
14 | Hear, O ye careless sinners, hear! | | | | | | | |
15 | Come, all harmonious tongues | | | | | | | |
16 | Sinners, the voice of God regard | | | | | | | |
17 | Hear, O sinner! mercy hails you | | | | | | | |
18 | Sinners, will you scorn the message | | | | | | | |
19 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
20 | Now the Saviour stands a pleading | | | | | | | |
21 | Rouse ye at the Saviour's call! | | | | | | | |
22 | Hasten, O sinner, to be wise | | | | | | | |
23 | Amazing sight! the Saviour stands | | | | | | | |
24 | Now is the accepted time | | | | | | | |
25 | And canst thou, sinner, slight | | | | | | | |
26 | Say, sinner, hath a voice within | | | | | | | |
27 | O turn ye, lost sinners, for why will you die | | | | | | | |
28 | Vain man, thy fond pursuits forbear | | | | | | | |
29 | Sinner! awake, to think | | | | | | | |
30 | Now is the day of grace | | | | | | | |
31 | Ah! what can I, a sinner, do | | | | | | | |
32 | Shew pity, Lord; O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
33 | The Lord will happiness divine | | | | | | | |
34 | Long have I walked this dreary road | | | | | | | |
35 | Oh, am I born to die | | | | | | | |
36 | The voice that bids us all repent | | | | | | | |
37 | O Lord, how vile am I | | | | | | | |
38 | O that my lord of sin were gone! | | | | | | | |
39 | Ah! whither shall I go | | | | | | | |
40 | Beneath sin's poisonous dart | | | | | | | |
41 | Jesus, have mercy on my soul! | | | | | | | |
42 | If I perish, I will go | | | | | | | |
43 | Jesus, full of all compassion | | | | | | | |
44 | O for that tenderness of heart | | | | | | | |
45 | Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay | | | | | | | |
46 | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor | | | | | | | |
47 | Ho, every on that thirsts, draw nigh | | | | | | | |
48 | Come, weary souls, with sins distrest | | | | | | | |
49 | Come, ye weary, heavy laden | | | | | | | |
50 | Come to Calvary's holy mountain | | | | | | | |
51 | The Saviour calls--let every ear | | | | | | | |
52 | O what amazing words of grace | | | | | | | |
53 | Come, anxious sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
54 | Come, lost sinner, come to Jesus | | | | | | | |
55 | Return, O wanderer, return | | | | | | | |
56 | Sinners, obey the gospel word | | | | | | | |
57 | Ye dying sons of men | | | | | | | |
58 | Sinners, hear the mighty Saviour! | | | | | | | |
59 | Jesus, I my cross have taken | | | | | | | |
60 | Vain world, vain world, I bid adieu | | | | | | | |
61 | I send the joys of earth away | | | | | | | |
62 | To whom, my Saviour, shall I go | | | | | | | |
63 | Ashamed of Jesus!--sooner far | | | | | | | |
64 | And must I part with all I have | | | | | | | |
65 | Cheer up, my soul, there is a mercy-seat | | | | | | | |
66 | Hail, my ever blessed Jesus | | | | | | | |
67 | Let worldly minds the world pursue | | | | | | | |
68 | To God, my Saviour and my King | | | | | | | |
69 | Jesus, our best beloved Friend | | | | | | | |
70 | How happy every child of grace | | | | | | | |
71 | O thou God of my salvation | | | | | | | |
72 | O, how divine, how sweet the joy | | | | | | | |
73 | O blessed souls are they | | | | | | | |
74 | The Lord into his garden comes | | | | | | | |
75 | Rejoice, for Christ, the Savior, reigns | | | | | | | |
76 | O Jesus, my Saviour, to thee I submit | | | | | | | |
77 | Welcome, welcome, dear Redeemer | | | | | | | |
78 | O how happy are they | | | | | | | |
79 | Ye that fear the Lord attend | | | | | | | |
80 | Hark! don't you hear the turtle dove? | | | | | | | |
81 | Come, thou Fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
82 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
83 | O for a thousand tongues to sing | | | | | | | |
84 | How lost was my condition | | | | | | | |
85 | Saw ye not the cloud arise | | | | | | | |
86 | On the mountain's top appearing | | | | | | | |
87 | O my soul, what means this sadness? | | | | | | | |
88 | My soul would fain indulge a hope | | | | | | | |
89 | Once I thought my mountain strong | | | | | | | |
90 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
91 | Give to the winds thy fears | | | | | | | |
92 | Your harps, ye trembling saints | | | | | | | |
93 | Wgere is my God? does he retire | | | | | | | |
94 | How sweetly flow'd the gospel sound | | | | | | | |
95 | O that I knew it were the case | | | | | | | |
96 | Where shall I go but to thy feet | | | | | | | |
97 | Far from my thoughts, vain world, be gone | | | | | | | |
98 | Sweet is the work, my God, my King | | | | | | | |
99 | When, O my Saviour, shall this heart | | | | | | | |
100 | When thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come | | | | | | | |