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401 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
402 | Hail, sovereign love, that first began | | | | | | | |
403 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
404 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
405 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
406 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
407 | O Jesus, my Savior, to Thee I submit | | | | | | | |
408 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
409 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
410 | Hail, ye followers of the Lamb | | | | | | | |
411 | That glorious day is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
412 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
413 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
414 | 'Tis my happiness below | | | | | | | |
415 | There is a path that leads to God, All others go astray | | | | | | | |
416 | 'Tis religion that can give sweetest pleasures | | | | | | | |
417 | When marshalled on the nightly [mighty] plain | | | | | | | |
418 | I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
419 | To those who know the Lord, I speak | | | | | | | |
420 | In evil long I took delight | | | | | | | |
421 | I am a stranger here below | | | | | | | |
422 | Come children of heaven and help us to sing | | | | | | | |
423 | If life's pleasures charm [cheer] thee [you], give them not thy [your] heart | | | | | | | |
424 | Let thy Kingdom, blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
425 | How sweet to reflect on the [those] joys that await me [us] | | | | | | | |
426 | Well may thy servants mourn, my God | | | | | | | |
427 | I love the holy Son of God | | | | | | | |
428 | There is a spot to [for] me more dear | | | | | | | |
429 | In seasons of grief to my God I'll repair | | | | | | | |
430 | I have sought round the [this] verdant earth | | | | | | | |
431 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
432 | Rock of ages, shelter me [us], Let me hide | | | | | | | |
433 | O Zion, afflicted with wave upon wave | | | | | | | |
434 | Brethren, while we sojourn here | | | | | | | |
435 | Awaked by Sinai's awful sound | | | | | | | |
436 | God is love, his mercy brightens | | | | | | | |
437 | And am I blest with Jesus' love | | | | | | | |
438 | How happy is the man who has [hath] chosen wisdom's ways | | | | | | | |
439 | Arise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
440 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
441 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
442 | There is a Heaven above the skies | | | | | | | |
443 | If worklings ask the reason why | | | | | | | |
444 | Beside the gospel pool Appointed for the poor | | | | | | | |
445 | Poor and afflicted, Lord, are thine | | | | | | | |
446 | In songs of sublime adoration and praise | | | | | | | |
447 | Come, let us anew our journey pursue, Roll round | | | | | | | |
448 | You may sing of the beauty [beauties] of mountain and dale | | | | | | | |
449 | There was a little family [who] lived [up] in Bethany | | | | | | | |
450 | The sun above us gleaming is not the sun for me | | | | | | | |
451 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
452 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
453 | Dark and thorny [stormy] is the desert | | | | | | | |
454 | Jesus, let thy pitying eye | | | | | | | |
455 | Come brethren and sisters, and hear me relate | | | | | | | |
456 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
457 | O [When] thou my righteous Judge shall [shalt] come | | | | | | | |
458 | I long to see the season [seasons] come when sinners | | | | | | | |
459 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
460 | Hail the blest morn when [see] the great Mediator | | | | | | | |
461 | Jerusalem, my happy home, O how I long for thee | | | | | | | |
462 | The glorious light of Zion is spreading | | | | | | | |
463 | The Lord into his garden comes | | | | | | | |
464 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
465 | Savior, visit Thy [our] plantation, grant us Lord, a gracious rain | | | | | | | |
466 | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
467 | Come, we [ye] [you] that love the Lord indeed | | | | | | | |
468 | Afflictions, though they seem severe | | | | | | | |
469 | Children of the heavenly king as we journey | | | | | | | |
470 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
471 | Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend | | | | | | | |
472 | My Christian friends in bonds of love, whose hearts | | | | | | | |
473 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
474 | My gracious Redeemer I [I'll] love | | | | | | | |
475 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
476 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
477 | Begone, unbelief, [for] my [our] Savior is near | | | | | | | |
478 | From whence doth [does] this [the] union arise | | | | | | | |
479 | Sovereign grace has [hath] power alone | | | | | | | |
480 | Brethren, we have met again | | | | | | | |
481 | Mid [midst] scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
482 | How happy [happy's] every child of grace, who [that] feels [knows] his sins forgiven | | | | | | | |
483 | Young people all, on you I call | | | | | | | |
484 | Burst, ye emerald [pearly] gates, and bring | | | | | | | |
485 | Dear brethren, farewell, I do you now tell | | | | | | | |
486 | For a season called to part | | | | | | | |
487 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Fill our | | | | | | | |
488 | Once more before we part | | | | | | | |
489 | O Lord, dismiss us now in love | | | | | | | |
490 | With gladness, dear brethren, we meet [met] at [in] this place | | | | | | | |
491 | Farewell, my [dear] brethren in the Lord | | | | | | | |
492 | My little flock, I bid adieu | | | | | | | |
493 | Dear friends [brothers] [brethren], farewell, I do you tell | | | | | | | |
494 | Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand | | | | | | | |
495 | Lord, when together here we meet | | | | | | | |
496 | O happy day when saints shall meet | | | | | | | |
497 | Thy presence, gracious God, afford | | | | | | | |
498 | Come, tell us your troubles | | | | | | | |
499 | Mixture [mixtures] of joy and sorrow I daily do pass through | | | | | | | |
500 | Lift up your hearts, Immanuel's friends | | | | | | | |