# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
101 | Come, my fond fluttering heart | | | | | | | |
102 | Depth of mercy! can there be | | | | | | | |
103 | Father, I stretch my hands to thee | | | | | | | |
104 | Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay | | | | | | | |
105 | Jesus, I my cross have taken | | | | | | | |
106 | In answer to ten thousand prayers | | | | | | | |
107 | And can it be that I should gain | | | | | | | |
108 | How happy are they | | | | | | | |
109 | Awaked by Sinai's awful sound | | | | | | | |
110 | Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone | | | | | | | |
111 | O how Divine, how sweet the joy | | | | | | | |
112 | Thou great mysterious God unknown | | | | | | | |
113 | Lord, how secure and bless'd are they | | | | | | | |
114 | Say, dost thou mark that beaming eye | | | | | | | |
115 | Why should the children of a King | | | | | | | |
116 | Arise, my soul, arise | | | | | | | |
117 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
118 | Do not I love thee, O my Lord? | | | | | | | |
119 | How sweet, how heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
120 | O love Divine, how sweet thou art! | | | | | | | |
121 | The bird that soars on highest wing | | | | | | | |
122 | The Lord is my Shepherd; he makes me repose | | | | | | | |
123 | Begone, unbelief! my Saviour is near | | | | | | | |
124 | Though troubles assail, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
125 | This, this is the God we adore | | | | | | | |
126 | Faith is the Christian's prop | | | | | | | |
127 | Jesus is our common Lord | | | | | | | |
128 | Jesus, my Lord, attend | | | | | | | |
129 | My God, my life, my love | | | | | | | |
130 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward I move | | | | | | | |
131 | How tedious and tasteless the hours | | | | | | | |
132 | My God, the spring of all my joys | | | | | | | |
133 | Speak gently: it is better far | | | | | | | |
134 | Deal gently with the lowly | | | | | | | |
135 | Jesus, while our hearts are bleeding | | | | | | | |
136 | Hush, my heart, each sad repining | | | | | | | |
137 | I want a heart to pray | | | | | | | |
138 | Head of the Church triumphant | | | | | | | |
139 | Come, let us anew our journey pursue | | | | | | | |
140 | Be it my only wisdom here | | | | | | | |
141 | O when shall I see Jesus | | | | | | | |
142 | O who, in such a world as this | | | | | | | |
143 | Hail,! sweetest, dearest tie that binds | | | | | | | |
144 | How happy every child of grace | | | | | | | |
145 | Come on, my partners in distress | | | | | | | |
146 | While here I sit | | | | | | | |
147 | Away, my unbelieving fear! | | | | | | | |
148 | O that my load of sin were gone | | | | | | | |
149 | Forever here my rest shall be | | | | | | | |
150 | Jesus, thine all-victorious love | | | | | | | |
151 | Come, Saviour, Jesus, from above | | | | | | | |
152 | O, for a heart to praise my God | | | | | | | |
153 | Come, my Redeemer, come | | | | | | | |
154 | Lord, I believe a rest remains | | | | | | | |
155 | Ye ransom'd sinners, hear | | | | | | | |
156 | O glorious hope of perfect love! | | | | | | | |
157 | Jesus hath died that I might live | | | | | | | |
158 | What now is my object and aim? | | | | | | | |
159 | Love Divine, all love excelling | | | | | | | |
160 | O for a thousand tongues, to sing | | | | | | | |
161 | Hark! the notes of angels, singing | | | | | | | |
162 | There seems a voice in every gale | | | | | | | |
163 | O Thou God of my salvation | | | | | | | |
164 | Rejoice, the Lord is King! | | | | | | | |
165 | Come away to the skies, My beloved arise | | | | | | | |
166 | Come, ye that love the Lord | | | | | | | |
167 | Come, thou Fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
168 | Come, and let us sweetly join | | | | | | | |
169 | The praying spirit breathe! | | | | | | | |
170 | A charge to keep I have | | | | | | | |
171 | Sweet is the prayer whose holy strain | | | | | | | |
172 | Saviour, hear us | | | | | | | |
173 | Son of God, thy blessing grant | | | | | | | |
174 | Far from the world, O Lord, I flee | | | | | | | |
175 | I want a principle within | | | | | | | |
176 | Child amid the flowers at play | | | | | | | |
177 | To leave my dear friends, and with neighbors to part | | | | | | | |
178 | Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! | | | | | | | |
179 | When thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come | | | | | | | |
180 | Jesus, I fain would walk in thee | | | | | | | |
181 | Come, O thou traveler unknown | | | | | | | |
182 | When torn is the bosom by sorrow or care | | | | | | | |
183 | My soul be on thy guard | | | | | | | |
184 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
185 | Encamp'd by the waters of suffering | | | | | | | |
186 | Whither goest thou, pilgrim stranger | | | | | | | |
187 | Children of the heavenly King | | | | | | | |
188 | Here o'er the earth as a stranger I roam | | | | | | | |
189 | I have started for Canaan, must I leave you behind? | | | | | | | |
190 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
191 | I'm a lonely trav'ler here | | | | | | | |
192 | How happy is the pilgrim's lot! | | | | | | | |
193 | I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger | | | | | | | |
194 | We journey through a vale of tears | | | | | | | |
195 | Awake my soul! stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
196 | If, on a quiet sea | | | | | | | |
197 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
198 | Voyager on life's troubled sea | | | | | | | |
199 | My Saviour, can I follow thee | | | | | | | |
200 | When for eternal worlds we steer | | | | | | | |