# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
302 | It is the Lord, enthroned in light | | | | | | | |
303 | Father, I bless thy gentle hand | | | | | | | |
304 | Yes I have found 'tis good for me | | | | | | | |
305 | Lord, though thy wisdom takes away | | | | | | | |
306 | When overwhelmed with grief | | | | | | | |
307 | My God, my Father, blissful [blessed] [cheering] name | | | | | | | |
308 | Jesus, while our hearts are bleeding | | | | | | | |
309 | O Thou from whom all goodness flows | | | | | | | |
310 | Zion [Sion] stands by [with] hills surrounded | | | | | | | |
311 | Wait, my soul [heart] upon the Lord | | | | | | | |
312 | Ye trembling souls, dismiss your fears | | | | | | | |
313 | In God let all his saints rejoice | | | | | | | |
314 | One prayer I have, all prayers in one | | | | | | | |
315 | Father, I know thy ways are just | | | | | | | |
316 | Come in, thou [ye] blessed of the Lord [our God] | | | | | | | |
317 | Dear Savior, we rejoice to hear poor [when] sinners sweetly [humbly] tell | | | | | | | |
318 | As birds their infant brood protect | | | | | | | |
319 | Believing souls, of Christ beloved | | | | | | | |
320 | Kindred in Christ, for his dear [name's] sake | | | | | | | |
321 | From whence doth [does] this [the] union arise | | | | | | | |
322 | How beautiful the sight Of brethren who agree | | | | | | | |
323 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
324 | How sweet, how [and] heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
325 | Lo what an entertaining sight | | | | | | | |
326 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
327 | How blest the sacred tie that binds | | | | | | | |
328 | In one fraternal bond of love | | | | | | | |
329 | My God, thy boundless love I [we] praise | | | | | | | |
330 | Faithful, O Lord, thy mercies are | | | | | | | |
331 | My soul, repeat His praise Whose mercies are so | | | | | | | |
332 | We sing the mighty power of God | | | | | | | |
333 | There's not a star whose twinkling light shines [illumes] | | | | | | | |
334 | Come, let us join to praise the Lord | | | | | | | |
335 | The pity of the Lord | | | | | | | |
336 | Ye humble souls, approach your God | | | | | | | |
337 | God is love, his mercy brightens | | | | | | | |
338 | The Lord our God is Lord of all; His station who can find | | | | | | | |
339 | In all my [our] vast concerns with thee | | | | | | | |
340 | Great God, thy penetrating eye | | | | | | | |
341 | Lord, thou hast searched, and seen me [us] through | | | | | | | |
342 | The eye of God is everywhere | | | | | | | |
343 | Hail, thou long expected Jesus | | | | | | | |
344 | Behold the grace appears [appear], The blessing promised long | | | | | | | |
345 | Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King | | | | | | | |
346 | And can mine eyes, without a tear | | | | | | | |
347 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
348 | Hark, the glad sound, the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
349 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
350 | ôTis finished, so the Savior cried, and meekly | | | | | | | |
351 | Behold the amazing sight, The Savior lifted high | | | | | | | |
352 | Behold the Lamb of God, who bore thy guilt | | | | | | | |
353 | The Savior, O what endless [boundless] charms | | | | | | | |
354 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
355 | Come, happy souls, approach your God | | | | | | | |
356 | Now to the power of God Supreme | | | | | | | |
357 | One there is above all others, well [who] deserves | | | | | | | |
358 | Now to the Lord, that [who] makes [made] us know | | | | | | | |
359 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
360 | Deep are the wounds which [that] sin has [hath] made | | | | | | | |
361 | Jesus, to thee, to thee alone from sin | | | | | | | |
362 | Salvation is forever nigh | | | | | | | |
363 | If human kindness meets return | | | | | | | |
364 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs With angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
365 | How shall the sons of men appear | | | | | | | |
366 | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
367 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
368 | Plunged in a [the] gulf of dark [deep] despair | | | | | | | |
369 | When, O my Savior, shall this heart | | | | | | | |
370 | Nature with open volume stands | | | | | | | |
371 | Here at thy cross, my dying God | | | | | | | |
372 | Ye saints, your music bring | | | | | | | |
373 | Hallowed cross, my God revealing | | | | | | | |
374 | What raptures fill the mind | | | | | | | |
375 | Why should the cross of Christ offend | | | | | | | |
376 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
377 | Assist us, Lord, to view thy cross | | | | | | | |
378 | Blest Jesus, while in mortal flesh | | | | | | | |
379 | In the cross of Christ I [we] glory, towering | | | | | | | |
380 | Did Christ o'er sinner's weep | | | | | | | |
381 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
382 | Christ had his sorrows, so must thou | | | | | | | |
383 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
384 | No more, my God, I boast no more, Of all the duties I have done | | | | | | | |
385 | To him that [who] loved the souls [sons] of men | | | | | | | |
386 | Inscribed upon the cross we see | | | | | | | |
387 | Christ and his [the] cross is [are] all our [my] theme | | | | | | | |
388 | Hark, the herald angels say | | | | | | | |
389 | Morning breaks upon the tomb | | | | | | | |
390 | Jesus, hail, enthroned in glory | | | | | | | |
391 | Now to the Lord a noble [joyful] song | | | | | | | |
392 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers | | | | | | | |
393 | Come, Holy Spirit, come, With energy divine | | | | | | | |
394 | Gracious Spirit, Love divine | | | | | | | |
395 | Eternal Spirit, God of truth | | | | | | | |
396 | Come, Holy Spirit, calm each mind | | | | | | | |
397 | Not all the outward forms on earth, Nor rites that God hath given | | | | | | | |
398 | Come Holy Spirit, heavenly guest | | | | | | | |
399 | Come, Holy Spirit, come | | | | | | | |
400 | 'Tis God the spirit leads | | | | | | | |
401 | How helpless guilty [fallen] nature lies | | | | | | | |