# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
145c | I lift my soul to God | | | | | | | |
146a | Give to the winds thy fears | | | | | | | |
146b | Dear Saviour, we are thine | | | | | | | |
146c | Our days are as the grass | | | | | | | |
147a | O, blessed souls are they | | | | | | | |
147b | I lift my soul to God | | | | | | | |
147c | Come to the house of prayer | | | | | | | |
148a | My soul, be on thy guard | | | | | | | |
148b | Behold the throne of grace! | | | | | | | |
148c | My soul, be on thy guard | | | | | | | |
149a | Alas! the brittle clay | | | | | | | |
149b | The Saviour kindly calls | | | | | | | |
149c | O Lord, our heavenly King | | | | | | | |
150a | How sweet the melting lay | | | | | | | |
150b | Come, Holy Spirit, come; Let thy bright beams divine | | | | | | | |
150c | My soul, repeat his praise | | | | | | | |
151a | To God, in whom I trust, I lift my heart and voice | | | | | | | |
151b | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
151c | Come, sound his praise abroad | | | | | | | |
152a | Jesus invites his saints | | | | | | | |
152b | We hear the joyful sound Of thy salvation, Lord | | | | | | | |
152c | How sweet the melting lay | | | | | | | |
153a | Not all the blood of beasts | | | | | | | |
153b | How gentle God's commands! | | | | | | | |
153c | To God, the only wise | | | | | | | |
154a | O, let those hallowed strains | | | | | | | |
154b | Is this the kind return? | | | | | | | |
155a | How beauteous are their feet | | | | | | | |
155b | And canst thou, sinner, slight | | | | | | | |
155c | Come, ye that love the Lord | | | | | | | |
156a | Come sound his praise abroad | | | | | | | |
156b | To bless thy chosen race | | | | | | | |
156c | Come, we that love the Lord | | | | | | | |
157a | Behold the morning sun | | | | | | | |
157b | Far as thy name is known | | | | | | | |
157c | The Lord my Shepherd is | | | | | | | |
158a | To God, the only wise, our Saviour and our King | | | | | | | |
158b | Serene I laid me down | | | | | | | |
158c | Your harps, ye trembling saints | | | | | | | |
159a | Come, Holy Spirit, come, With energy divine | | | | | | | |
159b | How sweet to bless the Lord | | | | | | | |
159c | My God, my life, my love | | | | | | | |
160a | When my Redeemer's near | | | | | | | |
160b | Behold the lofty sky | | | | | | | |
160c | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
161a | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
161b | Now let our voices join | | | | | | | |
161c | Did Christ o'er sinners weep | | | | | | | |
162a | The Lord, the sov'reign King | | | | | | | |
162b | Behold the Prince of Peace | | | | | | | |
162c | My God, permit my tongue | | | | | | | |
163a | Come, we that love the Lord | | | | | | | |
163b | The Lord my Shepherd is | | | | | | | |
163c | How sweet the melting lay | | | | | | | |
164a | Great God, now condescend | | | | | | | |
164b | With humble heart and tongue | | | | | | | |
164c | Where shall the man be found | | | | | | | |
165a | How tender is thy hand | | | | | | | |
165b | Sweet is the work, O Lord | | | | | | | |
165c | My soul, be on thy guard | | | | | | | |
166a | Come, Holy Spirit, come, With energy divine | | | | | | | |
166b | Let sinners take their course | | | | | | | |
166c | O, blessed souls are they | | | | | | | |
167a | How sweet to bless the Lord | | | | | | | |
167b | Come, Holy Spirit, come, Let thy bright beams arise | | | | | | | |
167c | The Lord on high proclaims | | | | | | | |
168a | O cease, my wand'ring soul | | | | | | | |
168b | Lord, I would come to thee | | | | | | | |
168c | And am I born to die? | | | | | | | |
169a | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
169b | Once more we meet to pray | | | | | | | |
169c | Thy name, Almigthy Lord | | | | | | | |
170a | O bless the Lord, my soul | | | | | | | |
170b | Within thy churches, Lord | | | | | | | |
170c | O Lord, our heavenly King | | | | | | | |
171a | How great thy mercies, Lord! | | | | | | | |
171b | Let strangers walk around | | | | | | | |
171c | Come, ye who love the Lord | | | | | | | |
172a | And must this body die? | FRAILTY | | | | | | |
172b | My faith would lay her hand | | | | | | | |
172c | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
173a | Is this the kind return? | | | | | | | |
173b | My God, permit my tongue | | | | | | | |
173c | Come, Holy Spirit, come! | | | | | | | |
174a | Raise your triumphant songs | | | | | | | |
174b | Sweet is the work, O Lord | | | | | | | |
174c | O, where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
174d | My soul, repeat his praise | | | | | | | |
175a | Ye dying sons of men | | | | | | | |
175b | Upward I lift mine eyes | | | | | | | |
175c | Lord of the worlds above | | | | | | | |
176a | O Thou, that hearest prayer | | | | | | | |
176b | Give thanks to God most high | | | | | | | |
176c | How beautiful the sight | | | | | | | |
177a | The house of God I love | | | | | | | |
177b | Rejoice! the Lord is King | | | | | | | |
178a | O Zion, tune thy voice And raise thy hands on high | | | | | | | |
178b | Yes, the Redeemer rose | | | | | | | |
179a | Let all the earth their voices raise | | | | | | | |
179b | I'll praise my Maker with my breath | | | | | | | |