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203 | Watchmen! onward to your stations | | | | | | | |
204 | O, there will be mourning | THE JUDGMENT SEAT | | | | | | |
205 | O city of the Lord! begin the universal song | | | | | | | |
206 | Behold the mountain of the Lord in latter days shall rise | | | | | | | |
207 | There is a house not made with hands, eternal in the skies | | | | | | | |
208 | To thee, my God and Saviour | | | | | | | |
209 | To thee, in youth's bright morning | | | | | | | |
210 | Roll on, thou mighty ocean! | | | | | | | |
211 | To Father, Son, and Spirit | | | | | | | |
212 | I saw one hanging on a tree | | | | | | | |
213 | Hear, gracious Lord, my humble moan! | | | | | | | |
214 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
215 | When blooming youth is snatch'd away | | | | | | | |
216 | How tedious and tasteless the hours | | | | | | | |
217 | Encompass'd with clouds of distress | | | | | | | |
218 | This God is the God we adore | | | | | | | |
219 | Sinners, will ye scorn the message | | | | | | | |
220 | Lord of mercy and of might | | | | | | | |
221 | Wake the song of jubilee! | | | | | | | |
222 | Praise to God! immortal praise | | | | | | | |
223 | When all creation sings for joy | | | | | | | |
224 | Wretched, helpless, and distress'd | | | | | | | |
225 | Conscious of my ruin'd state | | | | | | | |
226 | Saviour, Prince, enthron'd above | | | | | | | |
227 | Go, watch and pray, thou canst not tell | | | | | | | |
228 | O, let my trembling soul be still | | | | | | | |
229 | Jesus, incarnate Son of God | | | | | | | |
230 | When I can trust my all with God | | | | | | | |
231 | That warning voice, O sinner, hear | | | | | | | |
232 | O Lord, in sorrow I resign | | | | | | | |
233 | Awak'd by Sinai's awful sound | | | | | | | |
234 | On Pisgah's top I now would stand | | | | | | | |
235 | In this calm, impressive hour | | | | | | | |
236 | Farewell! we meet no more | | | | | | | |
237 | Amid the anguish and the strife | | | | | | | |
238 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
239 | Hail to the brightness of Zion’s glad morning! | | | | | | | |
240 | While mercy invites you, While Jesus is near | | | | | | | |
241 | O Lord, another day is flown | | | | | | | |
242 | The God of nature and of grace | | | | | | | |
243 | Ye humble souls approach your God | | | | | | | |
244 | When the harvest is past, and the summer is gone | | | | | | | |
245 | There's peace for him whose heart is all commotion | | | | | | | |
246 | Creator, Preserver, Redeemer of men | | | | | | | |
247 | Come, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove | | | | | | | |
248 | And will the Lord thus condescend | | | | | | | |
249a | My Saviour, when my thoughts recall | | | | | | | |
249b | Thou lovely source of true delight | | | | | | | |
250 | Go forth on wings of fervent pray'r | | | | | | | |
251 | Endless praises To our Lord | | | | | | | |
252 | Dark brood the heavens o'er thee | | | | | | | |
253 | The morning light is breaking | | | | | | | |
254 | To Jesus, the crown of my hope | | | | | | | |
255 | Weep not for the saint that ascends | | | | | | | |
256 | Ye sons of men, a feeble race | | | | | | | |
257 | Hark! from yonder mount arise | | | | | | | |
258 | When the vale of death appears | | | | | | | |
259 | Hail, sov'reign love, that form'd the plan | | | | | | | |
260 | Wait, my soul, upon the Lord | | | | | | | |
261 | Bleeding hearts, defil'd by sin | | | | | | | |
262 | Jesus, Lord, we look to thee | | | | | | | |
263 | Tell me, Shepherd, from above | | | | | | | |
264 | Light Divine, Immanuel! | | | | | | | |
265 | Yes, I will extol thee, Lord of life, and light | | | | | | | |
266 | God of our salvation, Unto thee we pray | | | | | | | |
267 | Lord of life and glory, Infinite in power | | | | | | | |
268 | Why that look of sadness? | | | | | | | |
269 | Rich from the river of life, flow the streams of salvation | | | | | | | |
270 | Tell me, thou Shepherd, O, tell me | | | | | | | |
271 | When God is near, To quell the soul's commotion | | | | | | | |
272 | From ev'ry earthly pleasure | | | | | | | |
273 | The joyful scene before us | | | | | | | |
274 | The Prince of salvation in triumph is riding | | | | | | | |
275 | Hark! those happy voices saying | | | | | | | |
276 | Bless the Lord of life forever | | | | | | | |
277 | Fast flow my tears, the cause is great | | | | | | | |
278 | Sinner, come, Mid thy gloom | | | | | | | |
279 | Go to dark Gethsemane | | | | | | | |
280 | Haste, my spirit, haste away | | | | | | | |
281 | O, praise ye the Lord, Prepare your glad voice | | | | | | | |
282 | Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim | | | | | | | |
283 | Come, ye that love the Saviour's name | | | | | | | |
284 | When musing sorrow weeps the past | | | | | | | |
285 | Why sinks my soul, desponding? | | | | | | | |
286 | O, Sacred Head, now wounded | | | | | | | |
287 | O Lord, thy work revive | | | | | | | |
288 | O God of Abra'm, hear | | | | | | | |
289 | How will the soul endure | | | | | | | |
290 | My former hopes are fled | | | | | | | |
291 | How calm and beautiful the morn | | | | | | | |
292 | Say, dost thou mark that beaming eye | | | | | | | |
293 | Ye trembling captives, hear! | | | | | | | |
294 | When thy harvest yields thee pleasure | | | | | | | |
295 | To God, the only wise | | | | | | | |
296 | Lord, at thy feet we sinners lie | | | | | | | |
297 | When in death you languish | | | | | | | |
298 | Broad is the road that leads to death | | | | | | | |
299 | Pilgrim, weary, Lone and dreary | | | | | | | |
300 | What is life? 'Tis but a vapor | | | | | | | |
301 | Ye angels who stand round the throne | | | | | | | |