# | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
301 | Be still! be still! for all around | | | |  | |  | |
302 | Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! | | | |  | |  | |
303 | Jesus, who knows full well | | | |  | |  | |
304 | O THOU that hearest prayer, Attend our humble cry | | | |  | |  | |
305 | Come at the morning hour | | | |  | |  | |
306 | Our Heavenly Father, hear | | | |  | |  | |
307 | Heavenly Spirit! may each heart | | | |  | |  | |
308 | If 'tis sweet to mingle where | | | |  | |  | |
309 | From every stormy wind that blows | | | |  | |  | |
310 | Jesus, this mid-day hour of prayer | | | |  | |  | |
311 | Holy Lord, our hearts prepare | | | |  | |  | |
312 | Where two or three, with sweet accord | | | |  | |  | |
313 | It is the hour of prayer | | | |  | |  | |
314 | Prayer is the breath of God in man | | | |  | |  | |
315 | How sweet the melting lay | | | |  | |  | |
316 | Complete in thee! no work of mine | | | |  | |  | |
317 | Your harps, ye trembling saints | | | |  | |  | |
318 | God of my life! through all my days | | | |  | |  | |
319 | Praise to thee, thou great Creator | | | |  | |  | |
320 | Praise the Lord! ye heavens, adore him | | | |  | |  | |
321 | Come, sound his praise abroad | | | |  | |  | |
322 | Begin, my soul, the exalted lay | | | |  | |  | |
323 | My soul, repeat his praise | | | |  | |  | |
324 | From all that dwell below the skies | | | |  | |  | |
325 | How pleased and blest was I | | | |  | |  | |
326 | Songs of praise the angels sang | | | |  | |  | |
327 | In Zion's sacred gates | | | |  | |  | |
328 | Praise the Lord! ye saints adore him | | | |  | |  | |
329 | Before Jehovah's awful throne | | | |  | |  | |
330 | The ocean looketh up to heaven | | | |  | |  | |
331 | Now to the Lord a noble song! | | | |  | |  | |
332 | Let every creature join To praise the eternal God | | | |  | |  | |
333 | Glory, glory, everlasting, Be to him who bore the cross | | | |  | |  | |
334 | Awake, my soul, to joyous lays | | | |  | |  | |
335 | All ye nations, praise the Lord | | | |  | |  | |
336 | Oh for a thousand tongues, to sing | | | |  | |  | |
337 | Eternal Power, whose high abode | | | |  | |  | |
338 | Praise to the Lord on high | | | |  | |  | |
339 | Hallelujah!--praise the Lord, In the heights of glory | | | |  | |  | |
340 | Stand up, and bless the Lord, Ye people of his choice | | | |  | |  | |
341 | Praise ye Jehovah's name | | | |  | |  | |
342 | Hail! source of light, of life, and love | | | |  | |  | |
343 | The Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want | | | |  | |  | |
344 | Praise ye the Lord, God's praise within | | | |  | |  | |
345 | O THOU my soul, bless God the Lord | | | |  | |  | |
346 | Angels! assist to sing | | | |  | |  | |
347 | Praise ye the Lord! let praise employ | | | |  | |  | |
348 | When all thy mercies, O my God | | | |  | |  | |
349 | To God, ye choir above, begin | | | |  | |  | |
350 | Ceaseless praise be to the Father | | | |  | |  | |
351 | Arm of the Lord, awake, awake | | | |  | |  | |
352 | Oh, see how Jesus trusts himself | | | |  | |  | |
353 | Oh, praise the Lord! for He is good | | | |  | |  | |
354 | How happy, gracious Lord, are we | | | |  | |  | |
355 | Awake, and sing the song | | | |  | |  | |
356 | Now let our voices join | | | |  | |  | |
357 | I'll praise my Maker while I've breath | | | |  | |  | |
358 | Sing we the song of those who stand | | | |  | |  | |
359 | Lord, we are vile, conceived in sin | | | |  | |  | |
360 | Ah, how shall fallen man | | | |  | |  | |
361 | When Adam sinned, through all his race | | | |  | |  | |
362 | How helpless fallen nature lies | | | |  | |  | |
363 | The deep defilement of the heart | | | |  | |  | |
364 | Sin has a thousand treach'rous arts | | | |  | |  | |
365 | Woe to the men on earth who dwell | | | |  | |  | |
366 | Father of lights, from whom proceed | | | |  | |  | |
367 | God is in this and every place | | | |  | |  | |
368 | Jesus, a word, a look from thee | | | |  | |  | |
369 | My former hopes are fled | | | |  | |  | |
370 | Vain are the hopes the sons of men | | | |  | |  | |
371 | How heavy is the night | | | |  | |  | |
372 | Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye | | | |  | |  | |
373 | Jehovah's image brightly shone | | | |  | |  | |
374 | What is the thing of greatest price | | | |  | |  | |
375 | Thou Maker of our mortal frame | | | |  | |  | |
376 | Rock of ages, cleft for me | | | |  | |  | |
377 | In vain we seek for peace with God | | | |  | |  | |
378 | Father, thy Son hath died | | | |  | |  | |
379 | Behold, the sin-atoning Lamb | | | |  | |  | |
380 | There is a fountain filled with blood | | | |  | |  | |
381 | I saw One hanging on a tree | | | |  | |  | |
382 | Thou art the everlasting Son | | | |  | |  | |
383 | Thy works, not mine, O Christ | | | |  | |  | |
384 | My soul doth magnify the Lord | | | |  | |  | |
385 | Without blood is no remission | | | |  | |  | |
386 | And did the holy and the just | | | |  | |  | |
387 | 'Tis finished! the Messiah dies | | | |  | |  | |
388 | Eternal Rock!--to thee I flee | | | |  | |  | |
389 | Deep in our hearts let us record | | | |  | |  | |
390 | Not all the blood of beasts | | | |  | |  | |
391 | Oh, that thou wouldst the heavens rend | | | |  | |  | |
392 | We have no outward righteousness | | | |  | |  | |
393 | In hope against all human hope | | | |  | |  | |
394 | Oh, for that tenderness of heart | | | |  | |  | |
395 | Gracious God, my sins forgive | | | |  | |  | |
396 | Jesus, if still the same thou art | | | |  | |  | |
397 | My God, my God, to thee I cry | | | |  | |  | |
398 | Father, I stretch my hands to thee | | | |  | |  | |
399 | Show pity Lord--O Lord, forgive | | | |  | |  | |
400 | Lord, I despair myself to heal | | | |  | |  | |