# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
201 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
202 | God of my life, through all my days | | | | | | | |
203 | Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone | | | | | | | |
204 | Now for a tune of lofty praise | | | | | | | |
205 | Mary to the Saviour's tomb | | | | | | | |
206 | Sinners, turn; why will ye die? | | | | | | | |
207 | Jesus! lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
208 | Saved by grace, I live to tell | | | | | | | |
209 | Brethren, while we sojourn here | | | | | | | |
210 | See the ransomed millions stand | | | | | | | |
211 | Hark! what mean those lamentations | | | | | | | |
212 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
213 | Always with us, always with us | | | | | | | |
214 | Come, thou Fount of ev'ry blessing | | | | | | | |
215 | Know, my soul, thy full salvation | | | | | | | |
216 | Holy source of consolation | | | | | | | |
217 | Lord, send thy servants forth | | | | | | | |
218 | Love is the fountain whence | | | | | | | |
219 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
220 | Soon shall the trump of God | St. THOMAS | | | | | | |
221 | Soldiers of Christ, arise | | | | | | | |
222 | My soul, repeat his praise | | | | | | | |
223 | Blessed Bible! how I love it! | | | | | | | |
224 | Life's journey we have started | | | | | | | |
225 | Jesus, I my cross have taken | | | | | | | |
226 | God is love; his mercy brightens | | | | | | | |
227 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
228 | Far from mortal cares retreating | | | | | | | |
229 | Saviour, breathe an evening blessing | | | | | | | |
230 | Once, O Lord, thy garden flourished | | | | | | | |
231 | Zion's King shall reign victorious | | | | | | | |
232 | Religion is the chief concern | | | | | | | |
233 | In duties and in sufferings too | | | | | | | |
234 | "Repent!" the voice celestial cries | | | | | | | |
235 | There is a time we know not when | | | | | | | |
236 | How can I sink with such a prop | | | | | | | |
237 | Weep for the lost! Thy Saviour wept | | | | | | | |
238 | See how the fruitless fig-tree stands | | | | | | | |
239 | Glory to thee, my God, this night | | | | | | | |
240 | Inquiring souls, who long to find | | | | | | | |
241 | Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
242 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
243 | Deep are the wounds which sin has made | | | | | | | |
244 | O righteous God, thou Judge supreme | | | | | | | |
245 | In the cross of Christ I glory | | | | | | | |
246 | "Mercy, O thou Son of David!" | | | | | | | |
247 | Now the Saviour standeth pleading | | | | | | | |
248 | One there is, above all others | | | | | | | |
249 | Dread Jehovah! God of nations! | | | | | | | |
250 | To our Redeemer's glorious name | | | | | | | |
251 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
252 | Ye hearts with youthful vigor warm | | | | | | | |
253 | How happy is the Christian's state! | | | | | | | |
254 | Lord, while for all mankind we pray | | | | | | | |
255 | Soon as I heard my Father say | | | | | | | |
256 | Prayer is the breath of God in man | | | | | | | |
257 | When any turn from Zion's way | | | | | | | |
258 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward I move | | | | | | | |
259 | We are out on the ocean sailing | | | | | | | |
260 | Thus far the Lord hath led me on | | | | | | | |
261 | Wait, oh, my soul, thy Maker's will | | | | | | | |
262 | Kindred in Christ, for his dear sake | | | | | | | |
263 | Say, why should friendship grieve for those | | | | | | | |
264 | Hear us, O Lord, in time of need | | | | | | | |
265 | Behold the sin-atoning Lamb | | | | | | | |
266 | God, in the Gospel of his son | | | | | | | |
267 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
268 | Assembled at thy great command | | | | | | | |
269 | Ye valiant soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
270 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
271 | Father, I stretch my hands to thee | | | | | | | |
272 | There is a fountain filled with blood | | | | | | | |
273 | We are joyously voyaging over the main | | | | | | | |
274 | Thro' the love of God our Saviour | | | | | | | |
275 | Amazing sight! the Saviour stands | | | | | | | |
276 | Vain are the hopes the sons of men | | | | | | | |
277 | The time is short! sinners beware | | | | | | | |
278 | And must I be to judgment brought | | | | | | | |
279 | Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound | | | | | | | |
280 | Thee we adore, Eternal Name | | | | | | | |
281 | The day is past and gone | | | | | | | |
282 | O, that I could repent | | | | | | | |
283 | Now is th'accepted time | | | | | | | |
284 | Down to the sacred wave | | | | | | | |
285 | We sing the Saviour's love | | | | | | | |
286 | The Spirit, in our hearts | | | | | | | |
287 | All yesterday is gone | | | | | | | |
288 | Here at thy cross, incarnate God | | | | | | | |
289 | What shall the dying sinner do | | | | | | | |
290 | O, that my load of sin were gone! | | | | | | | |
291 | A broken heart, my God! my king! | | | | | | | |
292 | My God, permit me not to be | | | | | | | |
293 | Jesus, thou joy of loving hearts! | | | | | | | |
294 | There is a realm where Jesus reigns | | | | | | | |
295 | What are these in bright array | | | | | | | |
296 | Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish | | | | | | | |
297 | When shall we meet again? | | | | | | | |
298 | When thy mortal life is fled | | | | | | | |
299 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
300 | What courteous stranger at the door | | | | | | | |