# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
C | For heav'n how many will pretend | | | | | | | |
CI | My soul, on wings of ardor rise | | | | | | | |
CII | Rejoice, ye saints, no longer mourn | | | | | | | |
CIII | Is virtue here expos'd to snares | | | | | | | |
CIV | 'Tis mercy bids us all forsake | | | | | | | |
CV | When will my ev'ry fear | | | | | | | |
CVI | 'Tis surely good for me | | | | | | | |
CVII | But now a cheering beam | | | | | | | |
CVIII | Dear Lord, thou hast reveal'd thy love | | | | | | | |
CIX | Thou God of mercy, loving, kind | | | | | | | |
CX | How sweet the minutes roll | | | | | | | |
CXI | Rise, holy, happy Christian, rise | | | | | | | |
CXII | O how shall we adore that name | | | | | | | |
CXIII | But O, how peaceful is the soul | | | | | | | |
CXIV | How many sorrows wait around | | | | | | | |
CXV | But O! what wonders, strange and new | | | | | | | |
CXVI | And when divine instructions flow | | | | | | | |
CXVII | Vain man, by error, led astray | | | | | | | |
CXVIII | The man who fears the Lord | | | | | | | |
CXIX | My God is ever nigh | | | | | | | |
CXX | Farewell, dear friend! a long farewell! | | | | | | | |
CXXI | Ah! late how full of trying pain | | | | | | | |
CXXII | Ah! see that lifeless clay | | | | | | | |
CXXIII | Jesus, dear Saviour, of mankind | | | | | | | |
CXXIV | O for a thousand tongues to sing | | | | | | | |
CXXV | Come sinners to the gospel-feast | | | | | | | |
CXXVI | Thee we adore eternal Name | | | | | | | |
CXXVII | Thou Judge of quick and dead | | | | | | | |
CXXVIII | O, that I could my Lord receive | | | | | | | |
CXXIX | Ah! whither shall I go | | | | | | | |
CXXX | I want a principle within | | | | | | | |
CXXXI | My God, my life, my love | | | | | | | |
CXXXII | Lovers of pleasure more that God | | | | | | | |
CXXXIII | Awake, Jerusalem, awake | | | | | | | |
CXXXIV | O that I could repent! | | | | | | | |
CXXXV | With glorious clouds encompass'd round | | | | | | | |
CXXXVI | Why should the children of a King | | | | | | | |
CXXXVII | Come, O thou all, victorious Lord | | | | | | | |
CXXXVIII | The praying spirit breathe | | | | | | | |
CXXXIX | Shepherd divine our wants relieve | | | | | | | |
CXL | Jesus, my strength, my hope | | | | | | | |
CXLI | I want a heart to pray | | | | | | | |
CXLII | A charge to keep I have | | | | | | | |
CXLIII | The thing my God doth hate | | | | | | | |
CXLIV | O for a heart to praise my God | | | | | | | |
CXLV | For ever here my rest shall be | | | | | | | |
CXLVI | O that my load of sin were gone! | | | | | | | |
CXLVII | Let him to whom we now belong | | | | | | | |
CXLVIII | Jesus my truth, my way | | | | | | | |
CXLIX | Still stir me up to strive | | | | | | | |
CL | Lo, in thy hand I lay | | | | | | | |
CLI | My God, the spring of all my joy | | | | | | | |
CLII | Jesus, my all, to heav'n is gone | | | | | | | |
CLIII | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal has not been proofed - data may be incomplete or incorrect]