# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
101 | Mercy, O thou Son of David | | | | | | | |
102 | Could I with tongues of angels speak | | | | | | | |
103 | Did I possess the gift of tongues | | | | | | | |
104 | Not in deception or disguise | | | | | | | |
105 | God is a spirit just and wise | | | | | | | |
106 | Turn ye to me, thus saith the Lord | | | | | | | |
107 | How oft, alas! this wretched heart | | | | | | | |
108 | How great was our dear Lord's distress | | | | | | | |
109 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
110 | Should we receive that grace in vain | | | | | | | |
111 | Now is the accepted time | | | | | | | |
112 | Prayer will at last an answer gain | | | | | | | |
113 | O what amazing words of grace | | | | | | | |
114 | The truth which Christians once received | | | | | | | |
115 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
116 | A palace is the sinner's heart | | | | | | | |
117 | Ye who in in former days | | | | | | | |
118 | Ye who profess the Lord to love | | | | | | | |
119 | My God, accept my early vows | | | | | | | |
120 | Grant us dear Lord our daily bread | | | | | | | |
121 | Jesus, thou art the living bread | | | | | | | |
122 | As the Galatians vainly dreamed | | | | | | | |
123 | Hark! how from Sinai's mount proceeds | | | | | | | |
124 | When Jesus taught the Jews of old | | | | | | | |
125 | And will the God of grace | | | | | | | |
126 | Jesus the great high priest | | | | | | | |
127 | Jesus, in thee our eyes behold | | | | | | | |
128 | Zion, receive thy glorious King | | | | | | | |
129 | Hosanna to the royal Son | | | | | | | |
130 | We should possess the Savior's mind | | | | | | | |
131 | What equal honors shall we bring | | | | | | | |
132 | To show how humble Christians ought | | | | | | | |
133 | Behold, where in a mortal form | | | | | | | |
134 | The time of Jesus being at hand | | | | | | | |
135 | Twas on that dark, that doleful night | | | | | | | |
136 | Ye wretched sons of men draw near | | | | | | | |
137 | O let me look to Golgatha | | | | | | | |
138 | When Jesus on the cross I see | | | | | | | |
139 | What caused a deep and mournful sound | | | | | | | |
140 | Thus saith the Ruler of the skies | | | | | | | |
141 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
142 | Behold the loving Son of God | | | | | | | |
143 | Now let our lips with holy fear | | | | | | | |
144 | Who hath believed thy sacred word | | | | | | | |
145 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
146 | To Jesus Christ, our living head | | | | | | | |
147 | The Lord is risen indeed | | | | | | | |
148 | Christ, the Lord, is risen today | | | | | | | |
149 | Why did the nations join to slay | | | | | | | |
150 | The feast of Easter was enjoined | | | | | | | |
151 | Lo the destroying angel flies | | | | | | | |
152 | Why should we fear the powers of hell | | | | | | | |
153 | This is for us a happy day | | | | | | | |
154 | O blessed truth the gospel shows | | | | | | | |
155 | With eye impartial, heaven's high King | | | | | | | |
156 | When the disciples refuge sought | | | | | | | |
157 | How tedious and tasteless the hours | | | | | | | |
158 | The soul renewed by grace divine | | | | | | | |
159 | Let all our tongues be one | | | | | | | |
160 | Jesus the great and mighty Lord | | | | | | | |
161 | While my Redeemer's near | | | | | | | |
162 | That great example Jesus set | | | | | | | |
163 | God of my mercy and my praise | | | | | | | |
164 | When Christ let his disciples know | | | | | | | |
165 | O God, my Sun, thy blissful rays | | | | | | | |
166 | How bless'd are they who always strive | | | | | | | |
167 | In vain men talk of living faith | | | | | | | |
168 | O precious word the Savior spake | | | | | | | |
169 | Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
170 | From God above, the God of heaven | | | | | | | |
171 | Father, to thee my soul I lift | | | | | | | |
172 | Great comforts does the Savior give | | | | | | | |
173 | Father divine, thy piercing eye | | | | | | | |
174 | Not only hearers of the word | | | | | | | |
175 | Mistaken souls! who dream of heaven | | | | | | | |
176 | When Jesus' time had fully come | | | | | | | |
177 | Our Lord is risen from the dead | | | | | | | |
178 | It is the voice of love divine | | | | | | | |
179 | Now let us raise our cheerful strains | | | | | | | |
180 | Jesus, our Lord, to heaven is gone | | | | | | | |
181 | O for a shout of sacred joy | | | | | | | |
182 | Christ's servants should not be afraid | | | | | | | |
183 | Lord, hast thou made me know thy ways? | | | | | | | |
184 | Be sober, watching unto prayer | | | | | | | |
185 | Blest is the man, whose breast can move | | | | | | | |
186 | How blest are they who love the Lord | | | | | | | |
187 | O Comforter of God come down | | | | | | | |
188 | Jesus, we on thy word depend | | | | | | | |
189 | Come, O thou blessed Comforter | | | | | | | |
190 | Great was the day, the joy was great | | | | | | | |
191 | God loved the world beyond degree | | | | | | | |
192 | Not to condemn the sons of men | | | | | | | |
193 | Come, blessed Spirit, from above | | | | | | | |
194 | Dear Lord! and shall thy Spirit rest | | | | | | | |
195 | How blest are they who take delight | | | | | | | |
196 | Sinners, this solemn truth regard | | | | | | | |
197 | When Isr'l's grieving tribes complained | | | | | | | |
198 | So did the Hebrew prophet raise | | | | | | | |
199 | O height and depth of boundless love | | | | | | | |
200 | Father, how wide thy glory shines | | | | | | | |