# | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
501 | Now, gracious Lord, thy arm reveal | | | | | |  | |
502 | Let every tongue thy goodness speak | | | | | |  | |
503 | Lord! when I count thy mercies o'er | | | | | |  | |
504 | The Holy Comforter has come | | | | | |  | |
505 | Hearken, Lord, to my complaints | | | | | |  | |
506 | Quiet, Lord! my froward heart | | | | | |  | |
507 | Hearts of stone! relent, relent | | | | | |  | |
508 | Blesséd are the sons of God | | | | | |  | |
509 | When the heart, oppressed with grief | | | | | |  | |
510 | Weary, Lord, of struggling here | | | | | |  | |
511 | Let those celestial themes | | | | | |  | |
512 | We lift our hearts to thee | | | | | |  | |
513 | The hours of evening close | | | | | |  | |
514 | Lord! what a feeble piece | | | | | |  | |
515 | When overwhelmed with grief | | | | | |  | |
516 | I Lift my soul to God | | | | | |  | |
517 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | |  | |
518 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove! | | | | | |  | |
519 | Jesus! thy love shall we forget | | | | | |  | |
520 | The Spirit breathes upon the Word | | | | | |  | |
521 | If human kindness meets return | | | | | |  | |
522 | With joy we meditate the grace | | | | | |  | |
523 | Great God! the nations of the earth | | | | | |  | |
524 | Why do we mourn departing friends | | | | | |  | |
525 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | |  | |
526 | How still and peaceful is the grave | | | | | |  | |
527 | Teach me the measure of my days | | | | | |  | |
528 | When blooming youth is snatched away | | | | | |  | |
529 | Thee we adore, eternal Name | | | | | |  | |
530 | Earth's stormy night will soon be o'er | | | | | |  | |
531 | I saw One hanging on a tree | | | | | |  | |
532 | Author of good! to thee we turn | | | | | |  | |
533 | In vain our fancy strives to paint | | | | | |  | |
534 | Prostrate, dear Jesus, at thy feet | | | | | |  | |
535 | How sad our state by nature is! | | | | | |  | |
536 | Dear Saviour! when my thoughts recall | | | | | |  | |
537 | How helpless guilty nature lies | | | | | |  | |
538 | God is a King of power unknown | | | | | |  | |
539 | Eternal Spirit! we confess | | | | | |  | |
540 | Before Jehovah's awful throne | | | | | |  | |
541 | No more--my God! I boast no more | | | | | |  | |
542 | O Spirit of the living God! | | | | | |  | |
543 | The day of wrath! that dreadful day | | | | | |  | |
544 | To God, the great, the ever-blessed | | | | | |  | |
545 | Now I resolve, with all my heart | | | | | |  | |
546 | Where Babylon's broad rivers roll | | | | | |  | |
547 | When adverse winds and waves arise | | | | | |  | |
548 | The Lord my pasture shall prepare | | | | | |  | |
549 | Lord! what a heaven of saving grace | | | | | |  | |
550 | Come, weary souls! with sin distressed | | | | | |  | |
551 | Ye Christian heralds, go, proclaim | | | | | |  | |
552 | Alas! And did my Saviour bleed | | | | | |  | |
553 | O God of mercy! hear my call | | | | | |  | |
554 | Alas! what hourly dangers rise | | | | | |  | |
555 | O God! our help in ages past | | | | | |  | |
556 | When, rising from the bed of death | | | | | |  | |
557 | O Lord, my best desires fulfill | | | | | |  | |
558 | God! my supporter and my hope | | | | | |  | |
559 | Life is a span--a fleeting hour | | | | | |  | |
560 | Ye men and angels, witness now | | | | | |  | |
561 | The head that once was crowned with thorns | | | | | |  | |
562 | Blest is the man, who shuns the place | | | | | |  | |
563 | My God! thy service well demands | | | | | |  | |
564 | Long have I sat beneath the sound | | | | | |  | |
565 | How vain are all things here below! | | | | | |  | |
566 | My soul lies cleaving to the dust | | | | | |  | |
567 | Lord, thou hast searched and seen me through | | | | | |  | |
568 | Before thy high and holy throne | | | | | |  | |
569 | What is our God, or what his name | | | | | |  | |
570 | Life is the time to serve the Lord | | | | | |  | |
571 | Blest are the men, whose hearts do move | | | | | |  | |
572 | Thou God of hope, to thee we bow | | | | | |  | |
573 | Jesus! thou art the sinner's Friend | | | | | |  | |
574 | Along the mountain track of life | | | | | |  | |
575 | What is life? 'tis but a vapor | | | | | |  | |
576 | Come to Calv'ry's holy mountain | | | | | |  | |
577 | Inspirer and Hearer of prayer | | | | | |  | |
578 | How tedious and tasteless the hours | | | | | |  | |
579 | Return to the Guide of thy youth | | | | | |  | |
580 | This God is the God we adore | | | | | |  | |
581 | To Jesus, the crown of my hope | | | | | |  | |
582 | Weep not for the saint that ascends | | | | | |  | |
583 | Light of life, seraphic fire | | | | | |  | |
584 | Who can sound the depths of love? | | | | | |  | |
585 | Jesus, merciful and mild | | | | | |  | |
586 | Come! said Jesus' sacred voice | | | | | |  | |
587 | Children of the heavenly King! | | | | | |  | |
588 | Abide with me! Fast falls the eventide | | | | | |  | |
589 | We would see Jesus--for the shadows lengthen | | | | | |  | |
590 | That mystic word of thine, O sovereign Lord | | | | | |  | |
591 | Yes, I do feel, my God, that I am thine! | | | | | |  | |
592 | Oh that I could forever dwell | | | | | |  | |
593 | Upon the Gospel's sacred page | | | | | |  | |
594 | Jesus! thy church with longing eyes | | | | | |  | |
595 | When God is nigh, my faith is strong | | | | | |  | |
596 | O Sun of righteousness, arise | | | | | |  | |
597 | Thy people, Lord, who trust thy word | | | | | |  | |
598 | Jesus is gone above the skies | | | | | |  | |
599 | I send the joys of earth away | | | | | |  | |
600 | Give to the winds thy fears | | | | | |  | |