# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
609 | And are we wretches yet alive | | | | | | | |
610 | O if my soul was [were] formed for woe | | | | | | | |
611 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
612 | Come, let us lift our joyful eyes | UTICA | | | | | | |
613 | Lord, we adore thy bounteous hand | | | | | | | |
614 | And must this body die | QUITO | | | | | | |
615 | Zion rejoice and Judah sing | | | | | | | |
616 | Great God, to what a glorious height | | | | | | | |
617 | The majesty of Solomon, how glorious to behold | | | | | | | |
618 | I sing my Savior's wondrous death | | | | | | | |
619 | High as the heavens above the ground | | | | | | | |
620 | How can I sink with such a prop | | | | | | | |
621 | I cannot bear thine absence, Lord | | | | | | | |
622 | Blood has a voice to pierce the skies | | | | | | | |
623 | Laden with guilt, and full of fears | | | | | | | |
624 | The Lord declares his will | | | | | | | |
625 | The law commands, and makes us know | | | | | | | |
626 | My God, permit my tongue this joy, to call thee mine | | | | | | | |
627 | Away from every mortal care | | | | | | | |
628 | 'Tis not the law often commands | | | | | | | |
629 | Life and immortal joys are given | | | | | | | |
630 | The Lord descending from above | | | | | | | |
631 | Thus did the sons of Abraham pass | | | | | | | |
632 | Blest with the joys of innocence | | | | | | | |
633 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
634 | Attend, while God's exalted Son | | | | | | | |
635 | Let everlasting glories crown | | | | | | | |
636 | We bless the prophet of the Lord | | | | | | | |
637 | Eternal Spirit, we confess | | | | | | | |
638 | The promise of my father's love | | | | | | | |
639 | Behold the woman's promised seed | | | | | | | |
640 | The king of glory sends his Son | | | | | | | |
641 | Behold the blind their sight receive | | | | | | | |
642 | This is the word of truth and love | | | | | | | |
643 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
644 | Give me the wings of faith to rise | | | | | | | |
645 | My Savior God, my sovereign Prince | | | | | | | |
646 | Not all the blood of beast [beasts], On Jewish altars | | | | | | | |
647 | What different powers of grace and sin | | | | | | | |
648 | Great was the day, the joy was great | | | | | | | |
649 | I love the windows of thy grace | | | | | | | |
650 | Man has a soul of vast desires | | | | | | | |
651 | Now let a spacious world arise | | | | | | | |
652 | Dearest of all the names above, My Jesus and my God | | | | | | | |
653 | Eternal Sovereign of the sky, and Lord | | | | | | | |
654 | Sin has a thousand treacherous arts | | | | | | | |
655 | 'Twas by an order from the Lord | | | | | | | |
656 | Not to the terrors of the Lord the tempest fire and smoke | | | | | | | |
657 | Sin, like a venomous disease | | | | | | | |
658 | Where are the mourners, saith the Lord | | | | | | | |
659 | Lo the destroying angel flies | | | | | | | |
660 | I hate the tempter and his charms | | | | | | | |
661 | Now Satan comes with dreadful roar | | | | | | | |
662 | Broad is the road [stream] that leads to death [wrath] | | | | | | | |
663 | Great King of glory and of grace | | | | | | | |
664 | Let the wild leopards of the wood | | | | | | | |
665 | Strait [straight] is the way [gate], the door is strait [straight] | | | | | | | |
666 | My thoughts surmount these lower skies And look | | | | | | | |
667 | Dear Lord, behold our sore distress | | | | | | | |
668 | Why should this earth delight us so | | | | | | | |
669 | Long have I [we] sat beneath the sound | | | | | | | |
670 | How shall I praise the eternal God | | | | | | | |
671 | Great God, thy glories shall employ | | | | | | | |
672 | Jehovah reigns his throne is high | | | | | | | |
673 | The Lord Jehovah reigns, his throne is built on high | | | | | | | |
674 | Can creatures to perfection find | | | | | | | |
675 | To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost | | | | | | | |
676 | 'Twas on that [a] dark, that [and] doleful [awful] [dreary] night [day] | | | | | | | |
677 | Jesus invites his saints | | | | | | | |
678 | The promise of my Father's love | | | | | | | |
679 | How condescending, and how kind | | | | | | | |
680 | Let us adore the eternal word | | | | | | | |
681 | Jesus is gone above the skies [sky] | | | | | | | |
682 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
683 | Come, let us join a joyful tune To our exalted Lord | | | | | | | |
684 | Let all our tongues be one | | | | | | | |
685 | Nature with open volume stands | | | | | | | |
686 | Lord, how divine Thy comforts are | | | | | | | |
687 | How rich are thy provisions, Lord | | | | | | | |
688 | How sweet and awful [holy] [sacred] is the place | | | | | | | |
689 | Now have our hearts embraced our God | | | | | | | |
690 | The memory of our dying Lord | | | | | | | |
691 | Now let our pains be all forgot | | | | | | | |
692 | We sing the amazing deeds | | | | | | | |
693 | Jesus, we bow before thy feet | | | | | | | |
694 | At thy command, our dearest Lord | | | | | | | |
695 | Lord, we adore thy bounteous hand | | | | | | | |
696 | Come, let us lift our joyful eyes Up to the [To heavenly] courts above | | | | | | | |
697 | Our spirits join to adore [praise] the Lamb | | | | | | | |
698 | Sitting around our Father's [the Savior's] board | | | | | | | |
699 | Father, we wait to feel thy grace | | | | | | | |
700 | How are thy glories here displayed | | | | | | | |
702 | Glory to God the Father's name | | | | | | | |
703 | Let God the Father live For ever on our tongues | | | | | | | |
704 | Glory to God the Trinity | | | | | | | |
705 | The God of mercy be ador'd | | | | | | | |
706 | Let God the Maker's name | | | | | | | |
707 | To God the Father, God the Son | | | | | | | |
708 | All glory to the wondrous name | | | | | | | |
709 | Now let the Father, and the Son | | | | | | | |