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801 | Sinners, turn, why will ye die? | | | | | | | |
802 | Delay not, delay not, O sinner; draw near! | | | | | | | |
803 | When the harvest is past, and the summer is gone | | | | | | | |
804 | O turn ye, O turn ye, for why will ye die? | | | | | | | |
805 | The joy that vain amusements give | | | | | | | |
806 | Is this world all a fleeting show | | | | | | | |
807 | Sinner, O why so thoughtless grown? | | | | | | | |
808 | That warning voice, O sinner, hear | | | | | | | |
809 | Great God, before thy mercy-seat | | | | | | | |
810 | Hearts of stone, relent, relent | | | | | | | |
811 | Blest Jesus! when thy cross I view | | | | | | | |
812 | Where shall we sinners hide our heads? | | | | | | | |
813 | Jesus, save my dying soul | | | | | | | |
814 | Ah! whither should I go | | | | | | | |
815 | Encompass'd with clouds of distress | | | | | | | |
816 | And wilt thou yet be found | | | | | | | |
817 | Conscious of my ruin'd state | | | | | | | |
818 | Come, ye weary sinners, come | | | | | | | |
819 | Before thy awful throne | | | | | | | |
820 | The law by Moses came | | | | | | | |
821 | O thou that hear'st the pray'r of faith | | | | | | | |
822 | The Lord is our shepherd, our guardian, and guide | | | | | | | |
823 | All hail the pow'r of Jesus' name | | | | | | | |
824 | Saw ye my Saviour--Saw ye my Savior | | | | | | | |
825 | Amazing grace!--how sweet the sound | | | | | | | |
826 | My soul! the Lord adore | | | | | | | |
827 | Jesus! thou art the sinner's Friend | | | | | | | |
828 | Tempted, tossed, troubled spirit | | | | | | | |
829 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
830 | In evil long I took delight | | | | | | | |
831 | Farewell, dear friends, I must be gone | | | | | | | |
832 | How happy are they | | | | | | | |
833 | Awake, our souls, away, our fears | | | | | | | |
834 | Go to dark Gethsemane | | | | | | | |
835 | When on Sinai's top I see | | | | | | | |
836 | Thy mansion is the Christian's heart | | | | | | | |
837 | As much have I of worldly good | | | | | | | |
838 | Zeal is that pure and heavenly flame | | | | | | | |
839 | 'Tis first of all thyself to know | | | | | | | |
840 | O come, thou great and gracious Pow'r | | | | | | | |
841 | O why did I my Saviour leave | | | | | | | |
842 | Religion's form is vain | | | | | | | |
843 | Wand'ring pilgrims, mourning Christians | | | | | | | |
844 | O thou who all things canst control | | | | | | | |
845 | A debtor to mercy alone | | | | | | | |
846 | When musing sorrow weeps the past | | | | | | | |
847 | When shall we all meet again? | | | | | | | |
848 | Jerusalem, my happy home! name ever dear to me | | | | | | | |
849 | I would not live alway: I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
850 | O when shall I see Jesus | | | | | | | |
851 | Our Father, thron'd in heav'n divine | | | | | | | |
852 | To Jesus, the crown of my hope | | | | | | | |
853 | Saviour, Father, Brother, Friend | | | | | | | |
854 | United pray'rs ascend to thee | | | | | | | |
855 | According to thy gracious word | | | | | | | |
856 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
857 | On Thibet's snow-capt mountains | | | | | | | |
858 | Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness | | | | | | | |
859 | Watchman! tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
860 | Sov'reign of worlds above | | | | | | | |
861 | Yes, my native land, I love thee | | | | | | | |
862 | Let thy kingdom, blessed Saviour | | | | | | | |
863 | See, how many, lately bowing | | | | | | | |
864 | The saints on earth, and those above | | | | | | | |
865 | Brethren, let us walk together | | | | | | | |
866 | Arm of the Lord, awake, awake! | | | | | | | |
867 | When, Lord, to this our western land | | | | | | | |
868 | From Calv'ry's sacred mountain | | | | | | | |
869 | And are we yet alive | | | | | | | |
870 | Lord of the harvest, hear | | | | | | | |
871 | As when to ancient Horeb's brow | | | | | | | |
872 | Before thy throne, Almighty Pow'r | | | | | | | |
873 | We bid thee welcome in the name | | | | | | | |
874 | Gladness was spread through Israel's host | | | | | | | |
875 | Enwrapt in thickest shades of night | | | | | | | |
876 | Come, sacred Spirit, from above | | | | | | | |
877 | Retire, vain world, a while retire | | | | | | | |
878 | O Lord, thy work revive | | | | | | | |
879 | From ev'ry earthly pleasure | | | | | | | |
880 | O Zion! afflicted with wave upon wave | | | | | | | |
881 | Mourner, is thy case distressing? | | | | | | | |
882 | Why sleep we, my brethren? come, let us arise | | | | | | | |
883 | We sing the glories of thy love | | | | | | | |
884 | Rejoice, ye nations of the world | | | | | | | |
885 | Look up, ye saints, with sweet surprise | | | | | | | |
886 | Now I resolve, with all my heart | | | | | | | |
887 | Ye men and angels, witness now | | | | | | | |
888 | People of the living God | | | | | | | |
889 | Come in, thou blessed of the Lord | | | | | | | |
890 | What shall I render to my God | | | | | | | |
891 | O happy day, that fix'd my choice | | | | | | | |
892 | I'm not asham'd to own my Lord | | | | | | | |
893 | Jesus, I my cross have taken | | | | | | | |
894 | With humble faith and fervent zeal | | | | | | | |
895 | Great God, thy watchful care we bless | | | | | | | |
896 | While with ceaseless course the sun | | | | | | | |
897 | Good is the Lord, the heav'nly King | | | | | | | |
898 | How pleasing is the voice | | | | | | | |
899 | Welcome, delightful morn! | | | | | | | |
900 | Again the Lord of life and light | | | | | | | |