# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
101 | O that my load of sin were [was] gone | | | | | | | |
102 | Jesus, let thy pitying eye | | | | | | | |
103 | O Thou, whose tender mercy hears | | | | | | | |
104 | Did Christ o'er sinners weep | | | | | | | |
105 | And must I see thy awful face | | | | | | | |
106 | Thou man of griefs, remember me | | | | | | | |
107 | To the cross where Jesus dies | | | | | | | |
108 | Ah, whither should I go | | | | | | | |
109 | Though I have grive'd thy Spirit, Lord | | | | | | | |
110 | Lord, shed a beam of heav'nly day | | | | | | | |
111 | Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend | | | | | | | |
112 | Lord, at thy feet a [we] sinner [sinners] lie [lies] | | | | | | | |
113 | Heal us, Immanuel, here we are [stand] | | | | | | | |
114 | Jesus, full of all compassion | | | | | | | |
115 | Thou Prince of glory, slain for me | | | | | | | |
116 | And must I part with all I have | | | | | | | |
117 | When rising from the bed of death | | | | | | | |
118 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
119 | Depth of mercy, can there be, Mercy still reserved for me? | | | | | | | |
120 | Approach, my soul, the mercy seat | | | | | | | |
121 | Cheer up my soul, there is a mercy seat | | | | | | | |
122 | And can I yet delay | | | | | | | |
123 | And now the scales have left mine eyes | | | | | | | |
124 | Arise, my soul, arise, shake off | | | | | | | |
125 | Like Noah's weary dove that soared the earth around | | | | | | | |
126 | Jesus, thy witness speaks within | | | | | | | |
127 | O how divine how sweet the joy | | | | | | | |
128 | In evil long I took delight | | | | | | | |
129 | When God revealed his gracious name | | | | | | | |
130 | Sovereign grace has [hath] power alone | | | | | | | |
131 | Afflictions, though they seem severe | | | | | | | |
132 | No more, my God, I boast no more, Of all the duties I have done | | | | | | | |
133 | As once the Savior took his seat | | | | | | | |
134 | Who can describe the joys that rise | | | | | | | |
135 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
136 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
137 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |
138 | When tossed on error's stormy tide | | | | | | | |
139 | An alien from God, and a stranger to grace | | | | | | | |
140 | Inquire, ye pilgrims, for the way | | | | | | | |
141 | Dear Lord, and will [has] thy pardoning love | | | | | | | |
142 | In all my Lord's appointed ways | | | | | | | |
143 | See how the willing converts trace | | | | | | | |
144 | Our Savior bowed beneath the wave | | | | | | | |
145 | Jesus, we own thy sovereign sway | | | | | | | |
146 | Humble souls, who [that] seek salvation | | | | | | | |
147 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
148 | Do we not know that solemn word | | | | | | | |
149 | Savior, we seek the watery tomb | | | | | | | |
150 | Savior, Thy law we love, Thy pure example bless | | | | | | | |
151 | Come, all ye sons of grace, and view | | | | | | | |
152 | The Jordan prophet cries today | | | | | | | |
153 | Go teach the [all] nations and baptize | | | | | | | |
154 | Jesus forsook the realms of light | | | | | | | |
155 | Lord, in humble, sweet submission, Here we meet to follow thee | | | | | | | |
156 | O ye blood washed, ransomed sinners | | | | | | | |
157a | The Word, the Spirit, and the Bride | | | | | | | |
157b | Jesus, my Saviour, and my all | | | | | | | |
157c | Ye who your native vvilenss mourn | | | | | | | |
157d | All ye that love Immanuel's name | | | | | | | |
158 | Come in, thou [ye] blessed of the Lord [our God] | | | | | | | |
159 | Welcome, ye well beloved of God | | | | | | | |
160 | People of the living God! I have sought the world | | | | | | | |
161 | Renewed by grace, we love the word | | | | | | | |
162 | 'Twas on that [a] dark, that [and] doleful [awful] [dreary] night [day] | | | | | | | |
163 | That doleful [dreadful] night before his death | | | | | | | |
164 | Jesus invites his saints | | | | | | | |
165 | How sweet and awful [holy] [sacred] is the place | | | | | | | |
166 | Let all our tongues be one | | | | | | | |
167 | Jesus, when faith with fixed eyes | | | | | | | |
168 | According to Thy gracious word, In meek humility | | | | | | | |
169 | When on the cross my Lord I see | | | | | | | |
170 | Come, all [devout] harmonious tongues | | | | | | | |
171 | How condescending, and how kind | | | | | | | |
172 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
173 | The Lord, how glorious is his face | | | | | | | |
174 | Lord, how divine Thy comforts are | | | | | | | |
175 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
176 | Let me dwell on [in] [at] Golgotha | | | | | | | |
177 | Lamb of God, whose bleeding [dying] love | | | | | | | |
178 | Behold the sure foundation stone | | | | | | | |
179 | Arise, O King of grace, arise | | | | | | | |
180 | Happy the Church, thou [the] sacred place | | | | | | | |
181 | How charming is the place | | | | | | | |
182 | The saints of earth and those above | | | | | | | |
183 | Let Zion and her sons rejoice | | | | | | | |
184 | Ye servant [servants] of the Lord, Each in his [your] office waits | | | | | | | |
185 | I love to see the world below | | | | | | | |
186 | Thou whom my soul admires above | | | | | | | |
187 | I lift my banner [banners], saith the Lord | | | | | | | |
188 | Lo, what a glorious sight appears | | | | | | | |
189 | Triumphant Zion, lift thy head | | | | | | | |
190 | Kindred in Christ, for his dear [name's] sake | | | | | | | |
191 | Come, let us strike our harps afresh | | | | | | | |
192 | Jesus, united by thy grace | | | | | | | |
193 | I love the sons of grace | | | | | | | |
194 | Blest are the sons of peace | | | | | | | |
195 | And are we yet alive | | | | | | | |
196 | Jesus, Lord, we look to thee | | | | | | | |
197 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |