# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
199 | When weeping Mary came to seek | | | | | | | |
200 | The long expected morn | | | | | | | |
201 | His mercies in Jesus renew'd | | | | | | | |
202 | From whence these direful omens round | | | | | | | |
203 | When toss'd on error's stormy tide | | | | | | | |
204 | When pulse beats low and cheeks grow pale | | | | | | | |
205 | This world is all a fleeting show | | | | | | | |
206 | The Lord shall come! the earth shall quake | | | | | | | |
207 | My dearest friends in bonds of love | | | | | | | |
208 | Awake, my soul, in joyful lays | | | | | | | |
209 | My heart and my tongue shall unite in the praise | | | | | | | |
210 | Behold the prince of life | | | | | | | |
211 | O Lord, how great's the favour | | | | | | | |
212 | O my Lord! I've often mused | | | | | | | |
213 | Glory to thee, my God, this night | | | | | | | |
214 | When through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming | | | | | | | |
215 | When gath'ring clouds around I view | | | | | | | |
216 | The children's angels always view | | | | | | | |
217 | Come, christian brethren, ere we part | | | | | | | |
218 | Lord, when together here we meet | | | | | | | |
219 | Christ whose glory fills the skies | | | | | | | |
220 | Forth in thy strength, O Lord, I go | | | | | | | |
221 | Daughter of Zion! awake from thy sadness | | | | | | | |
222 | Full of trembling expectation | | | | | | | |
223 | Give me the faith which can remove | | | | | | | |
224 | Lord of the wide extended main | | | | | | | |
225 | Glory to thee, whose powerful word | | | | | | | |
226 | How dreadful is the sinner's fate | | | | | | | |
227 | How often, Lord, have I believed | | | | | | | |
228 | I take thee at thy gracious word | | | | | | | |
229 | Peace be to this habitation | | | | | | | |
230 | Shall foolish, weak, short-sighted man | | | | | | | |
231 | She sat; she took; she ate | | | | | | | |
232 | Stay, thou too happy sinner, stay | | | | | | | |
233 | The harvest of my joys is past | | | | | | | |
234 | The men who slight thy faithful word | | | | | | | |
235 | The saints of earth and those above | | | | | | | |
236 | The sentence passed on Adam's race | | | | | | | |
237 | Thee in the watches of the night | | | | | | | |
238 | Forth at thy call, oh Lord, I go | | | | | | | |
239 | Saviour, who ready art to hear | | | | | | | |
240 | Thou, Lord, hast blest my going out | | | | | | | |
241 | The wretched man of sorrow | | | | | | | |
242 | If life's pleasures charm thee, give them not thy heart | | | | | | | |
243 | To see a pilgrim as he dies | | | | | | | |
244 | When on the cross my Lord I see | | | | | | | |
245 | Brother, thou art before us gone, and thy saintly soul is flown | | | | | | | |
246 | The schools of scribes, and courts of kings | | | | | | | |
247 | The great God of love, now hath shined from above | | | | | | | |
248 | When swelling Jordan o'er us rolls | | | | | | | |
249 | Hail, happy believer in Jesus! | | | | | | | |
250 | There is a fountain fill'd with blood | | | | | | | |
251 | Hark the song of Jubilee | | | | | | | |
252 | Sing we the song of those who stand | | | | | | | |
253 | Mercy alone can meet my case | | | | | | | |
254 | Father of eternal grace | | | | | | | |
255 | How sweet to reflect on those joys that await me | | | | | | | |
256 | I love my blessed Saviour | | | | | | | |
257 | Jesus, while he dwelt below | | | | | | | |
258 | I am on my way to heaven | | | | | | | |
259 | See how the Scriptures are fulfilling | | | | | | | |
260 | Tempted, tossed, troubled spirit | | | | | | | |
261 | Prest, my soul, with future prospect | | | | | | | |
262 | What wondrous love is this, O! my soul! O! my soul! | | | | | | | |
263 | When souls are first converted | | | | | | | |
264 | A fountain in Jesus which runs always free | | | | | | | |
265 | Awake, and sing the song | | | | | | | |
266 | Adieu, my dear brethren, adieu | | | | | | | |
267 | An alien from God, and a stranger to grace | | | | | | | |
268 | When by sin overwhelm'd, shame covers our face | | | | | | | |
269 | How sad are the moments when wandering from God | | | | | | | |
270 | Fare ye well, ye favourite few | | | | | | | |
271 | Christ is set on Zion's hill | | | | | | | |
272 | Lord, and am I yet alive | | | | | | | |
273 | Thy presence, gracious God, afford | | | | | | | |
274 | O ye young, ye gay, ye proud | | | | | | | |
275 | Saviour, give us power to pray | | | | | | | |
276 | How strange is the course that a Christian must steer! | | | | | | | |
277 | Elijah's example declares | | | | | | | |
278 | Behold the Saviour on the cross | | | | | | | |
279 | See Israel’s gentle shepherd stands | | | | | | | |
280 | Sweet were the sounds that reach'd our ears | | | | | | | |
281 | Though the heart that sorrow chideth | | | | | | | |
282 | Pilgrim, burden'd with thy sin | | | | | | | |
283 | When in dark and dreadful gloom | | | | | | | |
284 | 'Tis sweet to rest in lively hope | | | | | | | |
285 | Thou art, O God, the life and light | | | | | | | |
286 | He lives, who lives to God alone | | | | | | | |
287 | His mercies in Jesus renew'd | | | | | | | |
288 | See, ye heirs of sure salvation | | | | | | | |
289 | Jesus, God of our salvation | | | | | | | |
290 | Father, to thy protection | | | | | | | |
291 | Delight, and softest sympathy | | | | | | | |
292 | Christ the Lord is risen to-day | | | | | | | |
293 | Brightness of the Eternal Glory | | | | | | | |
294 | O for that bright and glorious day | | | | | | | |
295 | O'er the realms of Pagan darkness | | | | | | | |
296 | Lord, without thy great salvation | | | | | | | |
297 | Children are God's peculiar care | | | | | | | |
298 | Almighty sov'reign of the skies | | | | | | | |