# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
133 | The voice of Free Grace cries escape to the mountain | | | | | | | |
134 | Sometimes a light surprises | | | | | | | |
135 | Sav'd by blood I live to tell | | | | | | | |
136 | When the wounded spirit hears | | | | | | | |
138 | Ten thousand talents once I ow'd | | | | | | | |
139 | Let us love and sing and wonder | | | | | | | |
140 | Winter has a joy for me | | | | | | | |
141 | Rejoice, believer, in the Lord | | | | | | | |
142 | Salvation! what a glorious plan | | | | | | | |
143 | Prepare a thankful song | | | | | | | |
145a | Sin enslav'd me many years | | | | | | | |
145b | Lord, what is man? Extremes how wide | | | | | | | |
146 | Come all ye weary travellers | | | | | | | |
149 | The reason we love friendship | | | | | | | |
150 | The sacred ties of friendship | | | | | | | |
152 | He comes! he comes! the trumpet sound | | | | | | | |
153 | O God my heart with love inflame | | | | | | | |
154 | Thy daily mercies, oh my God | | | | | | | |
155 | Come and taste along with me | | | | | | | |
157 | Tell us, O women, we would know | | | | | | | |
158 | Come, angels, seize your harps of gold | | | | | | | |
159a | The night draws on, I must away | | | | | | | |
159b | That glorious day is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
161 | The tree of life my ſoul hath ſeen | | | | | | | |
162 | Come all ye mourning pilgrims now | | | | | | | |
164 | In the house of king David a fountain did spring | | | | | | | |
165 | We've found the rock, the travellers cry'd | | | | | | | |
166 | Far above yon glorious ceiling | | | | | | | |
168 | Our Lord is ris'n indeed | | | | | | | |
169 | What hath the world to equal this | | | | | | | |
170 | Lo! we see the sign appearing | | | | | | | |
171 | Dearest Jesus, though unseen | | | | | | | |
172 | Christ is set on Zion's hill | | | | | | | |
174 | Brother soldier still fight on | | | | | | | |
175 | Now in a song of grateful praise | | | | | | | |
176 | Heralds of the King of kings | | | | | | | |
177 | Come on my fellow-pilgrims, come | | | | | | | |
178a | My God was with me all the night | | | | | | | |
178b | Hark! my soul, the trumpet sounding | | | | | | | |
181a | Hail to thy brightness, glorious sun | | | | | | | |
181b | O may I worthy prove to see | | | | | | | |
183 | Hark! the jubilee is sounding | | | | | | | |
184 | My friends and my neighbors that live in this place | | | | | | | |
186 | O how sore a thing and grievous | | | | | | | |
187 | Tho' sinners would vex me | | | | | | | |
189 | Our souls by love together knit | | | | | | | |
191 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
192 | Come ye that love the Lord indeed | | | | | | | |
193 | Jesus! and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
195 | Hail, sov'reign love, that first began | | | | | | | |
196 | Come souls that long for Jesus | | | | | | | |
198 | Lift your heads ye friends of Jesus | | | | | | | |
199 | See the eternal Judge descending | | | | | | | |
200 | The rising youth espouse the cause | | | | | | | |
202 | Innumerable foes | | | | | | | |
204 | Come ye happy race | | | | | | | |
205 | Brethren let us praise our Lord | | | | | | | |
206 | Honey though the bee prepares | | | | | | | |
208 | The great tremendous day's approaching | | | | | | | |
211 | When Peter boasted, soon he fell | | | | | | | |
212 | O when shall I see Jesus | | | | | | | |
214a | I am Alpha, says the Saviour | | | | | | | |
214b | Sing to the great Jehovah's praise | | | | | | | |
216 | Lo! the God by whom salvation | | | | | | | |
218 | How am I held a prisoner now | | | | | | | |
219 | And is this heav'n? and am I there! | | | | | | | |
220 | While shepherds watch'd their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
221a | Mourn, mourn, ye saints as if you see | | | | | | | |
221b | Arise, and hail the sacred day | | | | | | | |
222 | Sing my soul, his wond'rous love | | | | | | | |
223 | Never let the good despair | | | | | | | |
224 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
227 | Oh! how I have long'd for the coming of God | | | | | | | |
228 | Ye souls that trust in Christ, rejoice | | | | | | | |
230 | Dear Jesus here comes and knocks at thy door | | | | | | | |
231 | Glory to thee, my God, this night | | | | | | | |
232 | Come, O thou Traveller unknown | | | | | | | |
233 | Yield to me now, for I am weak | | | | | | | |
235 | Thou great mysterious God of love | | | | | | | |
236 | Come friends and relations let's join heart and hand | | | | | | | |
238 | Come ye sinners, poor and needy | | | | | | | |
240 | Come all ye poor sinners that from Adam came | | | | | | | |
242 | United in affection dear | | | | | | | |
243 | Farewell my brethren in the Lord | | | | | | | |
244 | My God from whom my joys arise | | | | | | | |
246 | Whither should I, Jesus, go? | | | | | | | |