# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
295 | The people of the Lord | | | | | | | |
296 | I stand on Zion's mount | | | | | | | |
297 | The harvest time is near | | | | | | | |
298 | My soul, be on thy guard | | | | | | | |
299 | My soul, weigh not thy life | | | | | | | |
300 | How gentle God’s commands! | | | | | | | |
301 | Sometimes a light surprises | | | | | | | |
302 | In heavenly love abiding | | | | | | | |
303 | Stand up!-- stand up for Jesus! | | | | | | | |
304 | Come on, my partners in distress | | | | | | | |
305 | Come join, ye saints, with heart and voice | | | | | | | |
306 | Fear not, O little flock, the foe | | | | | | | |
307 | O Lord! how happy should we be | | | | | | | |
308 | Jesus still lead on | | | | | | | |
309 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord! | | | | | | | |
310 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
311 | Though faint, yet pursuing, we go on our way | | | | | | | |
312 | Art thou weary, art thou languid | | | | | | | |
313 | For me to live is Christ | | | | | | | |
314 | Unshaken as the sacred hill | | | | | | | |
315 | Along the mountain track of life | | | | | | | |
316 | Traveling to the better land | | | | | | | |
317 | Though trouble assail, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
318 | When, marshaled on the nightly plain | | | | | | | |
319 | He leadeth me! oh, blessed thought | | | | | | | |
320 | One there is, above all others | | | | | | | |
321 | Jesus only, when the morning | | | | | | | |
322 | None but Christ: his merit hides me | | | | | | | |
323 | Always with us, always with us | | | | | | | |
324 | Since Jesus is my friend | | | | | | | |
325 | The Lord my Shepherd is, I shall be well supplied | | | | | | | |
326 | Not with our mortal eyes | | | | | | | |
327 | Jesus! and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
328 | Jesus, thou Joy of loving hearts | | | | | | | |
329 | Oh, not my own these verdant hills | | | | | | | |
330 | Oh, sweetly breathe the lyres above | | | | | | | |
331 | Jesu, thy Blood and Righteousness | | | | | | | |
332 | The whole world was lost in the darkness of sin | | | | | | | |
333 | Saviour, thy dying love | | | | | | | |
334 | My faith looks up to thee | | | | | | | |
335 | Jesus, thy name I love | | | | | | | |
336 | Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing | | | | | | | |
337 | O Thou, from whom all goodness flows | | | | | | | |
338 | Oh, for a heart to praise my God | | | | | | | |
339 | Jesus, these eyes have never seen | SOUTHPORT | | | | | | |
340 | Dear Refuge of my weary soul | | | | | | | |
341 | My God! the spring of all my joys | | | | | | | |
342 | Jesus, who on his glorious throne | | | | | | | |
343 | Jesus! I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
344 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
345 | Jesus, the very thought of thee | | | | | | | |
346 | Oh, tell me, thou life and delight of my soul | | | | | | | |
347 | Oh, could I speak the matchless worth | | | | | | | |
348 | Blessed Saviour! thee I love | | | | | | | |
349 | Jesus, Master, whose I am | | | | | | | |
350 | I once was a stranger to grace and to God | | | | | | | |
351 | O eyes that are weary, and hearts that are sore! | | | | | | | |
352 | Come, Jesus, Redeemer, abide thou with me | | | | | | | |
353 | For what shall I praise thee, my God and my King | | | | | | | |
354 | Blessed are the sons of God | | | | | | | |
355 | Though I speak with angel tongues | | | | | | | |
356 | Quiet, Lord, my froward heart | | | | | | | |
357 | Saviour, happy would I be | | | | | | | |
358 | Abba, Father, hear thy child | | | | | | | |
359 | Lord, I believe; thy power I own | | | | | | | |
360 | Lord! when I all things would possess | | | | | | | |
361 | Calm me, my God, and keep me calm | | | | | | | |
362 | My God, how wonderful thou art | | | | | | | |
363 | Father! whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
364 | Come, Holy Ghost, my soul inspire | | | | | | | |
365 | My God, how endless is thy love! | | | | | | | |
366 | By faith in Christ I walk with God | | | | | | | |
367 | O Lord, how full of sweet content | | | | | | | |
368 | O blessed God, to thee I raise | | | | | | | |
369 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
370 | If on our daily course our mind | | | | | | | |
371 | Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews | | | | | | | |
372 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
373 | Oh, gift of gifts! oh, grace of faith! | | | | | | | |
374 | Walk in the light! so shalt thou know | | | | | | | |
375 | Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
376 | If God is mine, then present things | | | | | | | |
377 | Firm as the earth thy gospel stands | | | | | | | |
378 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
379 | Grace! 'tis a charming sound! | | | | | | | |
380 | Here I can firmly rest | | | | | | | |
381 | What cheering words are these | | | | | | | |
382 | Behold! what wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
383 | Thou very present Aid | | | | | | | |
384 | My Jesus, as thou wilt! | | | | | | | |
385 | Thy way, not mine, O Lord | | | | | | | |
386 | In the dark and cloudy day | | | | | | | |
387 | Cast thy burden on the Lord | | | | | | | |
388 | 'Tis my happiness below | | | | | | | |
389 | Cease, ye mourners, cease to languish | | | | | | | |
390 | Holy Father, thou hast taught me | | | | | | | |
391 | Jesus, while our hearts are bleeding | | | | | | | |
392 | Lead, kindly Light! amid th' encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
393 | O Holy Saviour! Friend unseen | | | | | | | |
394 | I ask not now for gold to gild | | | | | | | |