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431 | Lord, when my thoughts with wonder roll | | | | | | | |
432 | The Son of God! the Lord of Life! | | | | | | | |
433 | Dearest of all the names above | | | | | | | |
434 | I will praise Thee every day | | | | | | | |
435 | I bless the Christ of God | | | | | | | |
436 | Infinite excellence is Thine | | | | | | | |
437 | Brethren, let us join to bless | | | | | | | |
438 | O could I speak the matchless worth | | | | | | | |
439 | Sweet the theme of Jesus' love! | | | | | | | |
440 | Now begin the heav'nly theme | | | | | | | |
441 | Shall hymns of grateful love | | | | | | | |
442 | Come, saints, and adore Him, come bow at His feet | | | | | | | |
443 | Thy triumphs, Redeemer of men, we proclaim | | | | | | | |
444 | Hosanna to the King | | | | | | | |
445 | Our blest Redeemer, ere He breathed | | | | | | | |
446 | Jesus is gone up on high | | | | | | | |
447 | Eternal Spirit, we confess | | | | | | | |
448 | Not all the outward forms on earth | | | | | | | |
449 | Great was the day, the joy was great | | | | | | | |
450 | Lord God, the Holy Ghost | | | | | | | |
451 | The Holy Ghost is here | | | | | | | |
452 | Enthron'd on high, Almighty Lord | | | | | | | |
453 | Come, Holy Spirit, come! | | | | | | | |
454 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
455 | Come, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire | | | | | | | |
456 | Come, Holy Spirit, come | | | | | | | |
457 | Come, dearest Lord, descend and dwell | | | | | | | |
458 | Descend, immortal Dove | | | | | | | |
459 | Holy Spirit, from on high | | | | | | | |
460 | Holy Ghost, with light devine | | | | | | | |
461 | How helpless guilty nature lies | | | | | | | |
462 | Holy Ghost, dispel our sadness | | | | | | | |
463 | If Thou hast drawn a thousand times | | | | | | | |
464 | Spirit divine! attend our prayers | | | | | | | |
465 | Spirit of Truth, Thy grace impart | | | | | | | |
466 | Stay, Thou insulted Spirit, stay | | | | | | | |
467 | Calmer of my troubled heart | | | | | | | |
468 | Why should the children of a King | | | | | | | |
469 | Backward with humble shame we look | | | | | | | |
470 | Sin, like a venous disease | | | | | | | |
471 | How is our nature spoil'd by sin | | | | | | | |
472 | Great King of glory and of grace | | | | | | | |
473 | Arise, my tend'rest thoughts, arise | | | | | | | |
474 | How sad our state by nature is! | | | | | | | |
475 | Physician of my sin-sick soul | | | | | | | |
476 | Buried in shadows of the night | | | | | | | |
477 | Down headlong from their native skies | | | | | | | |
478 | Laden with guilt and full of fears | | | | | | | |
479 | A glory gilds the sacred page | | | | | | | |
480 | How shall the young secure their hearts | | | | | | | |
481 | Lord, I have made Thy Word my choice | | | | | | | |
482 | Father of mercies, in Thy Word | | | | | | | |
483 | Christ and His cross is all our theeme | | | | | | | |
484 | This is the word of truth and love | | | | | | | |
485 | How beauteous are their feet | | | | | | | |
486 | Let everlasting glories crown | | | | | | | |
487 | Blow ye the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
488 | Let ev'ry mortal ear attend | | | | | | | |
489 | In vain we lavish out our lives | | | | | | | |
490 | Ye dying sons of men | | | | | | | |
491 | O what amazing words of grace | | | | | | | |
492 | Come, ye sinners, poor and wretched | | | | | | | |
493 | Come, ye souls, by sin afflicted | | | | | | | |
494 | Come, guilty souls, and flee away | | | | | | | |
495 | “Come hither, all ye weary souls | | | | | | | |
496 | The Saviour calls—let ev'ry ear | | | | | | | |
497 | Hark! the voice of Jesus calling | | | | | | | |
498 | Sinner, hear the Saviour's call | | | | | | | |
499 | Come, poor sinner, come and see | | | | | | | |
500 | Come, sinner, to the gospel feast | | | | | | | |
501 | Come to the ark! Come to the ark! | | | | | | | |
502 | Come, poor sinners, come to Jesus | | | | | | | |
503 | All ye who seek a sure relief | | | | | | | |
504 | “All things are read,” come | | | | | | | |
505 | Hark! ’tis the Saviour's voice I hear | | | | | | | |
506 | See the blessèd Saviour dying | | | | | | | |
507 | Sinners! come, the Saviour see | | | | | | | |
508 | From the cross uplifted high | | | | | | | |
509 | Come, and welcome to the Saviour | | | | | | | |
510 | Ye that in His courts are found | | | | | | | |
511 | Weary souls, who wander wide | | | | | | | |
512 | ’Tis the voice of mercy calls thee | | | | | | | |
513 | Scripture says, “Where sin abounded | | | | | | | |
514 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
515 | Behold! a stranger's at the door | | | | | | | |
516 | And canst thou, sinner, slight | | | | | | | |
517 | Heart of stone, relent, relent | | | | | | | |
518 | Sinners, will you scorn the message | | | | | | | |
519 | Sinners, you are now addressed | | | | | | | |
520 | Hasten, sinner, to be wise | | | | | | | |
521 | Return, O wanderer, return | | | | | | | |
522 | Return, O wand'rer, to thy home | | | | | | | |
523 | Ye sinners, fear the Lord | | | | | | | |
524 | Sinner! what hast thou to show | | | | | | | |
525 | Sinner, art thou still secure? | | | | | | | |
526 | Ungrateful sinners, whence this scorn | | | | | | | |
527 | Sinner, is thy heart at rest? | | | | | | | |
528 | Sinner, O why so thoughtless grown? | | | | | | | |
529 | Thou God of glorious majesty | | | | | | | |
530 | Vain are the hopes the sons of men | | | | | | | |