# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
512 | How can I sink with such a prop | | | | | | | |
513 | To God, the universal King | | | | | | | |
514 | Almighty Father, gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
515 | Now let our voices join | | | | | | | |
516 | Almighty Maker, God, How wondrous is thy name | | | | | | | |
517 | Almighty King, whose wondrous hand | | | | | | | |
518 | Far from the world, O Lord, I flee | | | | | | | |
519 | I'll praise my Maker with my breath | | | | | | | |
520 | Now may he who from the dead | | | | | | | |
521 | Preserve me Lord in time of need | | | | | | | |
522 | Thus saith the Lord, The spacious fields | | | | | | | |
523 | Thou art my portion, O my God | | | | | | | |
524 | Strait [straight] is the way [gate], the door is strait [straight] | | | | | | | |
525 | Jesus, mighty King in [of] Zion | | | | | | | |
526 | Ashamed of Christ, my soul disdains | | | | | | | |
527 | How long, O Lord, shall I [we] complain | | | | | | | |
528 | With earnest longings of the mind | | | | | | | |
529 | Ye humble souls complain no more | | | | | | | |
530 | O glorious hope of perfect [heavenly] love | | | | | | | |
531 | Away my unbelieving fear | | | | | | | |
532 | While I to grief my soul [heart] gave way | | | | | | | |
533 | Shall we go on to sin | | | | | | | |
534 | Here at thy cross, my dying God | | | | | | | |
535 | My soul forsakes her [each] vain delight | | | | | | | |
536 | I send the joys of earth away | | | | | | | |
537 | Up to the field [fields] where angels lie [sing] | | | | | | | |
538 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
539 | If there are passions in my soul | | | | | | | |
540 | Let others, wrapt in self conceit | | | | | | | |
541 | Ah [O] wretched souls who strive in vain | | | | | | | |
542 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
543 | O that thy statutes every hour | | | | | | | |
544 | Lord, I can suffer thy rebukes | | | | | | | |
545 | Just are thy ways, and true thy word | | | | | | | |
546 | Forever blessed be the Lord, my Savior | | | | | | | |
547 | Great God, I own thy sentence just | | | | | | | |
548 | O for an overcoming faith | | | | | | | |
549 | These glorious minds [ones], how bright they shine | | | | | | | |
550 | Hear what the voice from heaven declares | | | | | | | |
551 | I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
552 | Saints at your heavenly Father's word | | | | | | | |
553 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
554 | From thee, my God, my joys shall rise | | | | | | | |
555 | Give me the wings of faith to rise | | | | | | | |
556 | What joyful sound is this I hear | | | | | | | |
557 | Hosanna to the King of David's ancient blood | | | | | | | |
558 | Come, brethren, let us join and sing | | | | | | | |
559 | Ye jewels of my [our] master | | | | | | | |
560 | Come we that love the Lord indeed | | | | | | | |
561 | Though trouble assail us, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
562 | Nor eye hath seen nor ear hath heard | | | | | | | |
563 | Lord, what a heaven of saving | | | | | | | |
564 | Descend from heav'n, immortal Dove | | | | | | | |
565 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
566 | O for a sweet, inspiring ray | | | | | | | |
567 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
568 | Come children, learn to fear the Lord | | | | | | | |
569 | O what stupendous mercy shines | | | | | | | |
570 | Ye highly favored, who profess | | | | | | | |
571 | Come, welcome this new year of grace | | | | | | | |
572 | With love of pity I look round | | | | | | | |
573 | Sinners espos'd to dreadful woe | | | | | | | |
574 | Repent, the voice celestial cries | | | | | | | |
575 | Hear, O ye starving worldlings, hear | | | | | | | |
576 | Hark, for 'tis God's own Son that calls | | | | | | | |
577 | Ye humble souls that [who] seek the Lord | | | | | | | |
578 | Wandering pilgrim [pilgrims], mourning Christian [Christians] | | | | | | | |
579 | Sinners, arise, the Savior's come | | | | | | | |
580 | Ye trembling souls, dismiss your fears | | | | | | | |
581 | Come let us search our ways | | | | | | | |
582 | Religion is the chief concern | | | | | | | |
583 | Hear the terms that never vary | | | | | | | |
584 | Come, let us who in Christ believe, Our common Savior praise | | | | | | | |
585 | Ye mourning sinners, here disclose | | | | | | | |
586 | Come, let us anew our journey pursue, Roll round | | | | | | | |
587 | Teach me the measure of my days | | | | | | | |
588 | Through every age, eternal God | | | | | | | |
589 | Lord, if thine eyes survey our faults | | | | | | | |
590 | Lord, what a feeble piece | | | | | | | |
591 | If God succeed not, all the cost | | | | | | | |
592 | Naked as from the earth we came | | | | | | | |
593 | Let others boast how strong they be [are] | | | | | | | |
594 | Our days, alas, our mortal days | | | | | | | |
595 | How vain are all things here below | | | | | | | |
596 | Thee we adore, eternal name, And humbly | | | | | | | |
597 | No, I shall envy them no more | | | | | | | |
598 | Time, what an empty [fleeting] vapor 'tis | | | | | | | |
599 | Man has a soul of vast desires | | | | | | | |
600 | Behold the sons, the [and] heirs of God | | | | | | | |
601 | My times of sorrow and of joy Great God, are in | | | | | | | |
602 | My spirit looks to God alone My rock and refuge | | | | | | | |
603 | And let this feeble body fail | | | | | | | |
604 | Soon I must [shall] hear the solemn call | | | | | | | |
605 | Where Jesus dwells I fain would be | | | | | | | |
606 | When death appears before my [our] sight | | | | | | | |
607 | Death and the grave are doleful themes | | | | | | | |
608 | Must friends and kindred droop and die | | | | | | | |
609 | Now let our mourning [drooping] hearts revive | | | | | | | |
610 | Why do the proud insult the poor | | | | | | | |
611 | Remember, Lord, our mortal state | | | | | | | |