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| 6 | How chang'd the face of nature shows | | | | | | | |
| 18 | Enough to nature and to grief is paid | | | | | | | |
| 19 | Jesus, my Lord, in thy dear name unite | | | | | | | |
| 25 | Celestial content, inexhaustible treasure | | | | | | | |
| 26 | Long and mournful is the night | | | | | | | |
| 30 | Happy the man of heavenly birth | | | | | | | |
| 34 | Though terrors late alarm'd my breast | | | | | | | |
| 48 | Why is the heaven-descended mind | | | | | | | |
| 54 | Indulgent father, ever gracious God | | | | | | | |
| 56 | My great preserver, to thy gracious hand | | | | | | | |
| 58 | Extensive promise! O what hopes divine | | | | | | | |
| 63 | Alas! my heart where is thy absent God | | | | | | | |
| 65 | In vain, while dark affliction spreads | | | | | | | |
| 67 | Lord while my thoughts with wonder trace | | | | | | | |
| 68 | The cares of mortal life, how vain! | | | | | | | |
| 70 | Why is my heart with grief opprest? | | | | | | | |
| 72 | Indulgent still to my request | | | | | | | |
| 73 | Low at thy gracious feet I bend | | | | | | | |
| 75 | Now to thy heavenly Father's praise | | | | | | | |
| 77 | The loving kindness of the Lord, delightful theme | | | | | | | |
| 79 | Dear Saviour, when my thoughts recall | | | | | | | |
| 81 | Jesus, what shall I do to show | | | | | | | |
| 82 | O dearer to my thankful heart | | | | | | | |
| 84 | Lord of my life to thee my powers belong | | | | | | | |
| 86 | Could all the powers of eloquence divine | | | | | | | |
| 89 | How long, forgetful of thy heavenly birth | | | | | | | |
| 94 | Is this a theme of mirth? who can rejoice | | | | | | | |
| 96 | Why breathes my anxious heart the frequent sigh? | | | | | | | |
| 118 | Great Saviour, born of David's race | | | | | | | |
| 119 | Where shall I fly but to thy feet | | | | | | | |
| 121 | To thee, Almighty God, we bring | | | | | | | |
| 123 | Lord, how shall wretched sinners dare | | | | | | | |
| 125 | Great God inspire each heart and tongue | | | | | | | |
| 127 | Though nature's voice you must obey | | | | | | | |
| 129 | Can I bid thee, lovely stranger | | | | | | | |
| 130 | Where is my God? does he retire | | | | | | | |
| 132 | And can my heart aspire so high | | | | | | | |
| 133 | Why should my pining spirit be | | | | | | | |
| 134 | Shall loyal nations hail the day | | | | | | | |
| 136 | Come, ye that love the Savior's name | | | | | | | |
| 138 | Great God, this sacred day of thine | | | | | | | |
| 139 | Ye humble souls complain no more | | | | | | | |
| 141 | How helpless, guilty nature lies | | | | | | | |
| 142 | Ye glittering toys of earth adieu | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal has not been proofed - data may be incomplete or incorrect]
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