# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
b51 | We praise the Lord for heavenly bread | | | | | | | |
b52 | Mortals, awake, with angels join | | | | | | | |
b53 | What think ye [you] of Christ, is the test | | | | | | | |
b54 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
b55 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
b56 | Jesus, we love thy name | | | | | | | |
b57 | I know that my Redeemer lives, what comfort this | | | | | | | |
b58 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
b59 | Ye glittering toys of earth, adieu | | | | | | | |
b60 | Jesus, the Conqueror, reigns | | | | | | | |
b61 | Let saints on earth their anthems raise | | | | | | | |
b62 | Throughout our Savior's life we trace | | | | | | | |
b63 | Arise, my soul, arise, shake off | | | | | | | |
b64 | Angel [Angels], roll the rock [stone] away | | | | | | | |
b65 | Blest be the everlasting [eternal] God | | | | | | | |
b66 | The Lord in Zion placed his name | | | | | | | |
b67 | What sound is this salutes my ear? | | | | | | | |
b68 | Although despised by men | | | | | | | |
b69 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
b70 | What heavenly music do I [we] hear | | | | | | | |
b71 | Hark! hear the sound on earth is found | | | | | | | |
b72 | On Zion, his own holy mount, God will a feast prepare | | | | | | | |
b73 | Know then [this] that every soul [one] is free | | | | | | | |
b74 | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
b75 | Grace, 'tis a charming [cheering] [joyful] [pleasing] sound | | | | | | | |
b76 | I love the sons of grace | | | | | | | |
b77 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
b78 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
b79 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
b80 | Am I indeed born from above | | | | | | | |
b81 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
b82 | Mercy, O thou Son of David | | | | | | | |
b83 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
b84 | Hasten, O Lord, the latter day | | | | | | | |
b85 | Jesus, thy blessings are not few | | | | | | | |
b86 | Substantial comfort will not grow | | | | | | | |
b87 | Let worldly minds the world pursue | | | | | | | |
b88 | O love divine, how sweet [good] thou art | | | | | | | |
b89 | Yes, my native land, I love thee | | | | | | | |
b90 | Jesus, dear Lord, we bless thy [his] name | | | | | | | |
b91 | A fountain in Jesus, which runs always [always runs] free | | | | | | | |
b92 | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor Behold a royal feast | | | | | | | |
b93 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
b94 | Amazing sight, the Savior stands | | | | | | | |
b95 | The king of heaven his table spreads | | | | | | | |
b96 | Come sinners to the gospel feast | | | | | | | |
b97 | Here stands a barren tree | | | | | | | |
b98 | That name to me sounds ever sweet | | | | | | | |
b99 | Come, trembling soul [souls] [ones], forget your fear [fears] | | | | | | | |
b100 | O sinners, fly to Jesus' arms | | | | | | | |
b101 | Destruction's dang'rous road | | | | | | | |
b102 | O what a cruel wretch am I to leave my Jesus so | | | | | | | |
b103 | Our Savior bowed beneath the wave | | | | | | | |
b104 | Humble souls, who [that] seek salvation | | | | | | | |
b105 | In Jordan's tide [waves] the Baptist [prophet] stands | | | | | | | |
b106 | Salem's bright King Jesus by name | | | | | | | |
b107 | Lord, we adore thy bounteous hand | | | | | | | |
b108 | Lord, at thy table I [we] behold The wonders of thy grace | | | | | | | |
b109 | The broken bread, the blessed cup | | | | | | | |
b110 | What poor despised company | | | | | | | |
b111 | What contradictions meet | | | | | | | |
b112 | By whom was David taught | | | | | | | |
b113 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
b114 | Brethren, while we sojourn here | | | | | | | |
b115 | Lift up your hearts, Immanuel's friends | | | | | | | |
b116 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
b117 | Afflictions, though they seem severe | | | | | | | |
b118 | Beside the gospel pool Appointed for the poor | | | | | | | |
b119 | Begone, unbelief, [for] my [our] Savior is near | | | | | | | |
b120 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
b121 | Waked by the gospel's powerful [joyful] sound | | | | | | | |
b122 | Saved by blood I live to tell | | | | | | | |
b123 | 'Tis my happiness below | | | | | | | |
b124 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
b125 | The Lord into his garden comes | | | | | | | |
b126 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
b127 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
b128 | Oh how happy are they | | | | | | | |
b129 | My busy thoughts in wonder rove | | | | | | | |
b130 | Through tribulation [tribulations] deep | | | | | | | |
b131 | O Jesus, my Savior, to Thee I submit | | | | | | | |
b132 | Vain world, vain world, I bid adieu | | | | | | | |
b133 | Farewell, vain world, I bid adieu | | | | | | | |
b134 | Come brethren, and rejoice with me | | | | | | | |
b135 | O how I have longed for the coming [presence] of God [the Lord] | | | | | | | |
b136 | Come, O my doubting soul, attend | | | | | | | |
b137 | In evil long I took delight | | | | | | | |
b138 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
b139 | And can my heart aspire so high | | | | | | | |
b140 | Beset with snares on every hand | | | | | | | |
b141 | Dear refuge of my [the] weary soul, On thee, when sorows rise | | | | | | | |
b142 | Alas what hourly dangers rise | | | | | | | |
b143 | O could I find a [an] humble place | | | | | | | |
b144 | Prayer is [was] appointed to convey | | | | | | | |
b145 | Savior, visit Thy [our] plantation, grant us Lord, a gracious rain | | | | | | | |
b146 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
b147 | To thee, again, my [our] gracious God | | | | | | | |
b148 | Father divine, thy piercing eye | | | | | | | |
b149 | Teach us, O Lord, aright to plead | | | | | | | |
b150 | And is this life prolonged to me | | | | | | | |