# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
1001 | My Captain sounds the alarm of war | | | | | | | |
1002 | Pilgrims we are, and heavenward bound Our | | | | | | | |
1003 | Innumerable foes attack the child of God | | | | | | | |
1004 | When the poor prisoner through a grate Sees others walk at large | | | | | | | |
1005 | Dangers of every shape and name Attend the followers of the Lamb | | | | | | | |
1006 | Lord, what a riddle is my soul | | | | | | | |
1007 | I asked the Lord that I might grow | | | | | | | |
1008 | The soul [souls] that would to Jesus press | | | | | | | |
1009 | Wide is the gate of death | | | | | | | |
1010 | If this be, Lord, thy way, Then who can hope to gain | | | | | | | |
1011 | Ye tempted souls reflect Whose name 'tis you profess | | | | | | | |
1012 | How sore a plague is sin | | | | | | | |
1013 | O for a glance of heavenly day | | | | | | | |
1014 | How oft I murmur and repine | | | | | | | |
1015 | Why is my heart so far from thee | | | | | | | |
1016 | How long, O Lord, shall I [we] complain | | | | | | | |
1017 | My soul lies cleaving to the dust, Lord, give me | | | | | | | |
1018 | Why should a living man complain | | | | | | | |
1019 | Dear refuge of my [the] weary soul, On thee, when sorows rise | | | | | | | |
1020 | Hark, 'tis our heavenly Leader's voice From his triumphant seat | | | | | | | |
1021 | Now to thy praise, eternal king | | | | | | | |
1022 | I am a stranger here below, and what I am it's | | | | | | | |
1023 | Come all ye dear believers who wish to own the Lord | | | | | | | |
1024 | When first to claim me for his own | | | | | | | |
1025 | A word from Jesus calms the sea | | | | | | | |
1026 | Constrained by their Lord to embark | | | | | | | |
1027 | Uncertain how the way to find | | | | | | | |
1028 | Once I thought my mountain strong | | | | | | | |
1029 | Affliction is a stormy deep | | | | | | | |
1030 | Amidst these various scenes of ills | | | | | | | |
1031 | The wandering star and fleeting wind | | | | | | | |
1032 | 'Tis my happiness below | | | | | | | |
1033 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
1034 | When shall all my sorrows end | | | | | | | |
1035 | Encompassed with clouds of distress | | | | | | | |
1036 | And must it Lord be so | | | | | | | |
1037 | How strange is the course that a Christian must steer | | | | | | | |
1038 | What tongue can fully tell | | | | | | | |
1039 | Righteous are the works of God | | | | | | | |
1040 | On Zion's glorious summit stood, A numerous host, redeemed by blood | | | | | | | |
1041 | Though void of all that's good | | | | | | | |
1042 | Honey though the bee prepares | | | | | | | |
1043 | Jonah, the prophet, once was sent | | | | | | | |
1044 | From Zion, God declares | | | | | | | |
1045 | What different powers of grace and sin | | | | | | | |
1046 | O that the Lord would guide my [our] ways | | | | | | | |
1047 | How sad our state [fate] by nature is | | | | | | | |
1048 | Thee will I love, O Lord, my strength, my rock, my tower, my high defence | | | | | | | |
1049 | When any turn from Zion's way | | | | | | | |
1050 | Thou only Sovereign of my heart | | | | | | | |
1051 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
1052 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
1053 | Why should a son redeemed with blood | | | | | | | |
1054 | Oppressed with unbelief and sin | | | | | | | |
1055 | Elijah's example declares | | | | | | | |
1056 | O speak that gracious word again | | | | | | | |
1057 | The water stood like walls of brass | | | | | | | |
1058 | The Lord is on our side, His people now may say | | | | | | | |
1059 | When God from sin's captivity | | | | | | | |
1060 | Out of the depths of wo | | | | | | | |
1061 | Jesus draws the chosen race | | | | | | | |
1062 | Where must a sinner fly | | | | | | | |
1063 | Ah, but for free and sovereign grace I still had | | | | | | | |
1064 | Grace, like a fountain, ever flows | | | | | | | |
1065 | Let Zion in her songs record | | | | | | | |
1066 | Exceeding precious is my Lord | | | | | | | |
1067 | If unbelief's that sin accurst | | | | | | | |
1068 | O Lord, how lovely is thy name | | | | | | | |
1069 | Alas poor soul what ails thee now | | | | | | | |
1070 | When Jesus' gracious hand | | | | | | | |
1071 | How hard and rugged is the way [road] | | | | | | | |
1072 | A form of words, though e'r so sound | | | | | | | |
1073 | When legal hope my mind possessed | | | | | | | |
1074 | Lord, I am thine, entirely thine, Purchased and saved by blood divine | | | | | | | |
1075 | Long have I [we] sat beneath the sound | | | | | | | |
1076 | Dear Savior, make me wise to see my sin, and guilt, and remedy | | | | | | | |
1077 | What jarring natures dwell within | | | | | | | |
1078 | A form of words, though e'er so sound Can never | | | | | | | |
1079 | Once perishing in blood I lay | | | | | | | |
1080 | O that my soul, as heretofore | | | | | | | |
1081 | When to his father's fond embrace The prodigal returned | | | | | | | |
1082 | That grace might reign in sovereign sway | | | | | | | |
1083 | 'Twas as in the night, when troubles came | | | | | | | |
1084 | I waited patient for the Lord | | | | | | | |
1085 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
1086 | Come, ye that fear [love] the Lord, and listen while I tell | | | | | | | |
1087 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |
1088 | Why, mourning soul [souls], why flow these tears | | | | | | | |
1089 | When from the precepts to the cross | | | | | | | |
1090 | Beside the gospel pool Appointed for the poor | | | | | | | |
1091 | Come, all [ye] you weary [mourning] pilgrims | | | | | | | |
1092 | People of the living God! I have sought the world | | | | | | | |
1093 | This world is poor from shore to shore | | | | | | | |
1094 | Ten thousand talents once I owed | | | | | | | |
1095 | Sin, when viewed by scripture light | | | | | | | |
1096 | No prophet, nor dreamer of dreams | | | | | | | |
1097 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
1098 | How awful is thy chastening rod | | | | | | | |
1099 | When Isr'l, freed from Pharoah's hand | | | | | | | |
1100 | When Isr'l heard the fiery law | | | | | | | |