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301 | Hastening on to death's dark river | | | | | | | |
302 | Oh, happy day that fixed my choice | | | | | | | |
303 | Amid the joyous scenes of earth | | | | | | | |
304 | Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! | | | | | | | |
305 | When driven by oppression's rod | | | | | | | |
306 | Remark, my soul, the narrow bound | | | | | | | |
307 | When all thy mercies, O my God | | | | | | | |
308 | In vain I search creation o'er | | | | | | | |
309 | Why do we mourn departing friends | | | | | | | |
310 | How helpless guilty nature lies | | | | | | | |
311 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
312 | There's a light in the window for thee, brother | | | | | | | |
313 | Say, brothers, will you meet us | | | | | | | |
314 | We come to his courts, where so often we prove | | | | | | | |
315 | My soul, be on thy guard | | | | | | | |
316 | How charming is the place | | | | | | | |
317 | "The Lord is risen indeed" | | | | | | | |
318 | Come, sound his praise abroad | | | | | | | |
319 | Grace! 'tis a charming sound | | | | | | | |
320 | Awake, and sing the song | | | | | | | |
321 | Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend | | | | | | | |
322 | Behold the Lamb of God, who bore | | | | | | | |
323 | Almighty Lord, before thy throne | | | | | | | |
324 | Happy the heart where graces reign | | | | | | | |
325 | Plunged in a gulf of dark despair | | | | | | | |
326 | Awake, my drowsy soul, awake! | | | | | | | |
327 | Jesus! delightful, charming name! | | | | | | | |
328 | Nothing, either great or small | | | | | | | |
329 | O'er the gloomy hills of darkness | | | | | | | |
330 | Pilgrims we are, to Canaan bound | | | | | | | |
331 | 'Tis sweet in the trials of conflict and sin | | | | | | | |
332 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
333 | For a season called to part | | | | | | | |
334 | Wake the song of Jubilee! | | | | | | | |
335 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
336 | Holy Ghost, with light divine | | | | | | | |
337 | On the mountain's top appearing | | | | | | | |
338 | Zion stands with hills surrounded | | | | | | | |
339 | Hark! the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
340 | A beautiful land by faith I see | | | | | | | |
341 | O'er the realms of pagan darkness | | | | | | | |
342 | How pleasant thus to dwell below | | | | | | | |
343 | All hail the pow'r of Jesus' name! | CORONATION | | | | | | |
344 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
345 | Great Shepherd of thine Israel | | | | | | | |
346 | O, thou, my soul, forget no more | | | | | | | |
347 | Thou only Sovereign of my heart | | | | | | | |
348 | When marshalled on the nightly plain | | | | | | | |
349 | What sinners value, I resign | | | | | | | |
350 | O thou who in Jordan did'st bow thy meek head | | | | | | | |
351 | How loving is Jesus, who came from the sky | | | | | | | |
352 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
353 | Begone, unbelief! for my Saviour is near | | | | | | | |
354 | O turn ye, O turn ye, for why will ye die | | | | | | | |
355 | Why sleep we, my brethren! come, let us arise | | | | | | | |
356 | We are coming, blessed Saviour | | | | | | | |
357 | Dismiss us with thy blessing, Lord | | | | | | | |
358 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
359 | O, how the hearts of those revive | | | | | | | |
360 | Dear Refuge of my weary soul | | | | | | | |
361 | On Jordan's stormy banks I stand | | | | | | | |
362 | Welcome, O Saviour! to my heart | | | | | | | |
363 | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
364 | Not all the blood of beasts | | | | | | | |
365 | Thy bounties, gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
366 | Not what I feel or do | | | | | | | |
367 | O God of sovereign grace | | | | | | | |
368 | O, bless the Lord, my soul | | | | | | | |
369 | To God, the only wise | | | | | | | |
370 | Behold the throne of grace! | | | | | | | |
371 | No more, my God, I boast no more | | | | | | | |
372 | How blest the sacred tie that binds | | | | | | | |
373 | Beset with snares on every hand | | | | | | | |
374 | The billows swell; the winds are high | | | | | | | |
375 | Jesus, thy boundless love to me | | | | | | | |
376 | Eternity is just at hand! | | | | | | | |
377 | My rest is in heaven, my home is not here | | | | | | | |
378 | Out on an ocean all boundless we ride | | | | | | | |
379 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
380 | Christ, of all my hopes the ground | | | | | | | |
381 | Haste, O sinner; now be wise | | | | | | | |
382 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
383 | Wait, my soul, upon the Lord | | | | | | | |
384 | Lord, 'tis sweet to mingle where | | | | | | | |
385 | 'Tis religion that can give | | | | | | | |
386 | Depth of mercy!--can there be | | | | | | | |
387 | Sinner, what has earth to show | | | | | | | |
388 | God of mercy, God of grace | | | | | | | |
389 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
390 | Sinner, art thou still secure? | | | | | | | |
391 | Sinner, rouse thee from thy sleep | | | | | | | |
392 | Shall we meet beyond the river | | | | | | | |
393 | Onward, herald of the gospel | | | | | | | |
394 | I love to think of heaven | | | | | | | |
395 | Did Jesus weep for me? | | | | | | | |
396 | O, sing to me of heaven | | | | | | | |
397 | Let every mortal ear attend | | | | | | | |
398 | Come, ye that love the Saviour's name | | | | | | | |
399 | Let Zion's watchman all awake | | | | | | | |
400 | With joy we meditate the grace | | | | | | | |