# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
101 | Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay | | | | | | | |
102 | Celestial Dove, come from above | | | | | | | |
103 | Jesus now reigns above | | | | | | | |
104 | Let thy Spirit, Lord, descending | | | | | | | |
105 | Come, sacred Spirit, from above | | | | | | | |
106 | Father of heav'n, whose love profound | | | | | | | |
107 | What is the thing of greatest price | | | | | | | |
108 | Though I am young, I have a soul | | | | | | | |
109 | Sin is to break the holy law | | | | | | | |
110 | Bless'd with the joys of innocence | | | | | | | |
111 | Our evil actions spring | | | | | | | |
112 | Come, let us search our ways and see | | | | | | | |
113 | Sin has a thousand treacherous arts | | | | | | | |
114 | O 'tis a folly and a crime | | | | | | | |
115 | O God, with meekness we confess | | | | | | | |
116 | My son, know thou the Lord | | | | | | | |
117 | Remember thy Creator now | | | | | | | |
118 | Children! listen to the Lord | | | | | | | |
119 | If you will turn away from sin | | | | | | | |
120 | Hasten, O sinner, to be wise | | | | | | | |
121 | In the bright morn of life, when youth | | | | | | | |
122 | Ye hearts with youthful vigor warm | | | | | | | |
123 | Oh! ye children, stop and think | | | | | | | |
124 | Come, children, come to God | | | | | | | |
125 | Religion is the chief concern | | | | | | | |
126 | Come to the mercy-seat | | | | | | | |
127 | Hear ye not a voice from heaven | | | | | | | |
128 | Come, ye sinners, poor and needy | | | | | | | |
129 | There is a voice of sovereign grace | | | | | | | |
130 | There is a path that leads to God | | | | | | | |
131 | Happy the child whose tender years | | | | | | | |
132 | Blow ye the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
133 | Shew pity, Lord! O Lord, forgive! | | | | | | | |
134 | Let us now, with hearts united | | | | | | | |
135 | O thou that hearest when sinners cry | | | | | | | |
136 | Take my heart, O Father, take it | | | | | | | |
137 | Lord, I confess before thy face | | | | | | | |
138 | Lord! I would come to thee | | | | | | | |
139 | O for a heart to praise my God | | | | | | | |
140 | O thou, whose mercy hears | | | | | | | |
141 | Sovereign Ruler, Lord of all | | | | | | | |
142 | O that the Lord would guide my way | | | | | | | |
143 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
144 | What is there, Lord, a child can do | | | | | | | |
145 | Loving Jesus, high and holy | | | | | | | |
146 | Lamb of God, for sinners slain | | | | | | | |
147 | O for a glance of heavenly day | | | | | | | |
148 | I lay my sins on Jesus | | | | | | | |
149 | Hail! my ever blessed Jesus! | | | | | | | |
150 | Plunged in a gulf of dark despair | | | | | | | |
151 | Not all the blood of beasts | | | | | | | |
152 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs | | | | | | | |
153 | Lord, to thy mercy-seat I come | | | | | | | |
154 | Just as I am--without one plea | | | | | | | |
155 | My faith looks up to thee | | | | | | | |
156 | Jesus bids me seek his face | | | | | | | |
157 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
158 | To praise the Saviour's name | | | | | | | |
159 | Salvation! O the joyful sound! | | | | | | | |
160 | In vain would boasting reason find | | | | | | | |
161 | Awake, and sing the song | | | | | | | |
162 | A sinner, Lord, behold I stand | | | | | | | |
163 | My hope, my all, my Saviour, thou | | | | | | | |
164 | Alas! what hourly dangers rise! | | | | | | | |
165 | Weak and wandering though I be | | | | | | | |
166 | Jesus my Shepherd is | | | | | | | |
167 | 'Tis religion that can give | | | | | | | |
168 | It is not earthly pleasure | | | | | | | |
169 | My God, thy service well demands | | | | | | | |
170 | The pearl that worldlings covet | | | | | | | |
171 | I'm glad I ever saw the day | | | | | | | |
172 | Father, Son, and Holy Ghost | | | | | | | |
173 | O Jesus, delight of my soul | | | | | | | |
174 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
175 | Do no sinful action | | | | | | | |
176 | Thrice happy souls, who, born of heav'n | | | | | | | |
177 | The man is ever blest | | | | | | | |
178 | O 'tis a lovely thing to see | | | | | | | |
179 | I love the sons of grace | | | | | | | |
180 | Ye children whom a father's care | | | | | | | |
181 | On many a foreign shore | | | | | | | |
182 | Prayer is the soul's sincere desire | | | | | | | |
183 | From every stormy wind that blows | | | | | | | |
184 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
185 | "Ask, and ye shall receive" | | | | | | | |
186 | The Lord attends when children pray | | | | | | | |
187 | Lord, help us as we pray | | | | | | | |
188 | Best of Parents, hear me now | | | | | | | |
189 | Prayer is appointed to convey | | | | | | | |
190 | I often say my prayers | | | | | | | |
191 | They who seek the throne of grace | | | | | | | |
192 | What a mercy, what a treasure | | | | | | | |
193 | My Bible! 'tis a book divine | | | | | | | |
194 | Holy Bible! book divine! | | | | | | | |
195 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
196 | The Bible, the Bible, more precious than gold | | | | | | | |
197 | This is a precious book indeed! | | | | | | | |
198 | This is the field where hidden lies | | | | | | | |
199 | How shall the young secure their hearts | | | | | | | |
200 | Jesus, my Saviour and my Lord | | | | | | | |