# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
301 | Ye trembling captives! hear | | | | | | | |
302 | To-morrow, Lord! is thine | | | | | | | |
303 | From the cross uplifted high | | | | | | | |
304 | Sinners, turn--why will you die? | | | | | | | |
305 | What could your Redeemer do | | | | | | | |
306 | Haste, O sinner! to be wise | | | | | | | |
307 | Bleeding hearts, defiled by sin | | | | | | | |
308 | Sinner, art thou still secure? | | | | | | | |
309 | Ye who in his courts are found | | | | | | | |
310 | Weeping sinners, dry your tears | | | | | | | |
311 | Sinner, seek the priceless treasure | | | | | | | |
312 | Come, you sinners, poor and needy | | | | | | | |
313 | We are on the ocean sailing | | | | | | | |
314 | Sinners, will you scorn the message | | | | | | | |
315 | Listen to the gospel, telling | | | | | | | |
316 | Hear, O sinner! mercy hails you | | | | | | | |
317 | Stop, poor sinner, stop and think | | | | | | | |
318 | Burdened with guilt, wouldst thou be blest? | | | | | | | |
319 | Sinner! come, 'mid thy gloom | | | | | | | |
320 | We're trav'ling home to heaven above | | | | | | | |
321 | All you that are weary and sad--come! | | | | | | | |
322 | Child of sin and sorrow, filled with dismay | | | | | | | |
323 | To-day the Saviour calls | | | | | | | |
324 | Come--come--come to the Saviour | | | | | | | |
325 | O come in life's gay morning | | | | | | | |
326 | Fair shines the morning star | | | | | | | |
327 | Sinner, go; will you go | | | | | | | |
328 | Hail, ransomed world! awake to glory! | | | | | | | |
329 | O turn you! O turn you, for why will you die | | | | | | | |
330 | Delay not, delay not, O sinner, draw near | | | | | | | |
331 | We're bound for the land of the pure and the holy | | | | | | | |
332 | The voice of free grace cries, "Escape to the mountain!" | | | | | | | |
333 | Restless thy spirit, poor wandering sinner | | | | | | | |
334 | Hark, sinner, while God from on high doth entreat thee | | | | | | | |
335 | Sinners, come, no longer wander | | | | | | | |
336 | Though all the world my choice deride | | | | | | | |
337 | When human hopes and joys depart | | | | | | | |
338 | Let thoughtless thousands choose the road | | | | | | | |
339 | God calling yet!--shall I not hear? | | | | | | | |
340 | Now to the Lord, who makes us know | | | | | | | |
341 | Ah! wretched, vile, ungrateful heart! | | | | | | | |
342 | Awaked from sin's delusive sleep | | | | | | | |
343 | Just as I am--without one plea | | | | | | | |
344 | Hear, gracious God! a sinner's cry | | | | | | | |
345 | Lord, when my thoughts delighted rove | | | | | | | |
346 | Show pity Lord; O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
347 | A broken heart, my God, my King | | | | | | | |
348 | Here is my heart--I give it thee! | | | | | | | |
349 | Around Bethesda's healing wave | | | | | | | |
350 | Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan | | | | | | | |
351 | When marshall'd on the nightly plain | | | | | | | |
352 | Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
353 | O for a faith that will not shrink | | | | | | | |
354 | Mistaken souls, that dream of heaven | | | | | | | |
355 | Didst thou, Lord Jesus, suffer shame | | | | | | | |
356 | Repent! the voice celestial cries | | | | | | | |
357 | Come, let us to the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
358 | O how divine, how sweet the joy | | | | | | | |
359 | Welcome, O Saviour! to my heart | | | | | | | |
360 | And must I part with all I have | | | | | | | |
361 | Mercy alone can meet my case | | | | | | | |
362 | When I sink down in gloom or fear | | | | | | | |
363 | Desponding soul, O cease thy wo | | | | | | | |
364 | Ah! what avails my strife | | | | | | | |
365 | And can I yet delay | | | | | | | |
366 | Sweet is the friendly voice | | | | | | | |
367 | Love for all! and can it be? | | | | | | | |
368 | People of the living God! | | | | | | | |
369 | Does the gospel word proclaim | | | | | | | |
370 | When we can not see our way | | | | | | | |
371 | O holy Saviour! Friend unseen | | | | | | | |
372 | Cling to the Crucified | | | | | | | |
373 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
374 | We love thy name, we love thy laws | | | | | | | |
375 | Jesus, my all to heav'n has gone | | | | | | | |
376 | Our Saviour bow'd beneath the wave | | | | | | | |
377 | Come happy souls, adore the Lamb | | | | | | | |
378 | The great Redeemer we adore | | | | | | | |
379 | See how the willing converts trace | | | | | | | |
380 | In all my Lord's appointed ways | | | | | | | |
381 | Ashamed of Christ! our souls disdain | | | | | | | |
382 | Buried beneath the yielding wave | | | | | | | |
383 | O Lord, and will thy pard'ning love | | | | | | | |
384 | Meekly in Jordan's flowing stream | | | | | | | |
385 | "I come," the great Redeemer cries | | | | | | | |
386 | Come and behold the place | | | | | | | |
387 | Saviour, thy law we love | | | | | | | |
388 | Here, Saviour, we would come | | | | | | | |
389 | With willing hearts we tread | | | | | | | |
390 | Jesus, Lamb of God, for me | | | | | | | |
391 | Jesus, to thy wounds I fly | | | | | | | |
392 | Weary souls, that wander wide | | | | | | | |
393 | Humble souls, who seek salvation | | | | | | | |
394 | Gracious Saviour, we adore thee | | | | | | | |
395 | Forgiveness! 'tis a joyful sound | | | | | | | |
396 | Earth has a joy unknown in heav'n | | | | | | | |
397 | Lord, I am thine, entirely thine | | | | | | | |
398 | O happy day, that fixed my choice | | | | | | | |
399 | O sweetly breathe the lyres above | | | | | | | |
400 | Now have I found the ground wherein | | | | | | | |