# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
301 | Father, at thy call I come | | | | | | | |
302(303) | O that I could repent | | | | | | | |
303 | Dear Savior, when my thoughts recall | | | | | | | |
304 | And be it so, that till this hour | | | | | | | |
305 | I was a grov'ling sinner once | | | | | | | |
306 | Children of the heavenly King | | | | | | | |
307 | Love divine, all love excelling | | | | | | | |
308 | My Lord, by sinners crucify'd | | | | | | | |
309 | O love divine, how sweet thou art! | | | | | | | |
310 | Of all the joys we mortals know | | | | | | | |
311 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
312 | And have I, Christ, no love to thee | | | | | | | |
313 | My gracious Redeemer I love | | | | | | | |
314 | Father of mercies, send thy grace | | | | | | | |
315 | Let party names no more | | | | | | | |
316 | With joy we sing the wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
317 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
318 | Head of the church triumphant | | | | | | | |
319 | Lord, how my numerous foes increase! | | | | | | | |
320 | The Lord, my Savior, is my light | | | | | | | |
321 | God is a constant, sure defence | | | | | | | |
322 | Jesu, in this hour be near | | | | | | | |
323 | Behold, the great, eternal God | | | | | | | |
324 | Then the Lord's supporting power | | | | | | | |
325 | In various musings of the mind | | | | | | | |
326 | 'Tis my happiness below | | | | | | | |
327 | Tho' trouble assail, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
328 | I would, but cannot sing | | | | | | | |
329 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
330 | Beset with snares on ev'ry hand | | | | | | | |
331 | O my soul what means this sadness? | | | | | | | |
332 | Dear refuge of my weary soul | | | | | | | |
333 | I ask'd the Lord that I might grow | | | | | | | |
334 | Hear, gracious God, my humble moan | | | | | | | |
335 | Once was my soul indulg'd to prove | | | | | | | |
336 | O that I knew the secret place | | | | | | | |
337 | How oft, alas! this wretched heart | | | | | | | |
338 | Come, mourning saints, deprest with wo | | | | | | | |
339 | God of my life, to thee I call | | | | | | | |
340 | Great Author of my being | | | | | | | |
341 | O wretched man of hopeless grief | | | | | | | |
342 | How shall a lost sinner, in pain | | | | | | | |
343 | Return, O wanderer, return | | | | | | | |
344 | Thou sinner's advocate with God | | | | | | | |
345 | I thirst, but not as once I did | | | | | | | |
346 | Dead be my heart to all below | | | | | | | |
347 | In trouble I seek thee, my God | | | | | | | |
348 | Why droops my soul, with guilt oppressed | | | | | | | |
349 | Weary of my sad complaining | | | | | | | |
350 | Gracious God, what shall I do? | | | | | | | |
351 | Celestial Dove, expand thy wings | | | | | | | |
352 | When darkness long has veil'd my mind | | | | | | | |
353 | Through all the changing scenes of life | | | | | | | |
354 | O for a view, from Pisgah's top | | | | | | | |
355 | Thou dearest object of my love | | | | | | | |
356 | O the dear glories of the place | | | | | | | |
357 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
358 | Awake, my soul, stretch ev'ry nerve | | | | | | | |
359 | How happy is the pilgrim's lot | | | | | | | |
360 | How blest the minds, which daily rise | | | | | | | |
361 | Inspirer and hearer of prayer | | | | | | | |
362 | Tell me no more of earthly toys | | | | | | | |
363 | I quit the world's fantastic joys | | | | | | | |
364 | O tell me no more | | | | | | | |
365 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
366 | My times of sorrow and of joy | | | | | | | |
367 | In God, my soul, behold thy rest | | | | | | | |
368 | O for a heart to praise my God! | | | | | | | |
369 | Lord, thou hast won, at length I yield | | | | | | | |
370 | Let worldly minds the world pursue | | | | | | | |
371 | Glory to that victorious grace | | | | | | | |
372 | All hail, thou lengthener of my days! | | | | | | | |
373 | Fountain of good, from thee alone | | | | | | | |
374 | Father, to thee, in Christ, I fly | | | | | | | |
375 | Ye sons of Zion, praise the Lord | | | | | | | |
376 | Eternal Sun of righteousness | | | | | | | |
377 | O thou that hear'st the prayer of faith | | | | | | | |
378 | What though I cannot break my chain | | | | | | | |
379 | Away, my unbelieving fear! | | | | | | | |
380 | Lord, if thou thy grace impart | | | | | | | |
381 | Dear Lord, though bitter is the cup | | | | | | | |
382 | While carnal men with all their might | | | | | | | |
383 | And must I part with all I have | | | | | | | |
384 | When Abraham's servant to procure | | | | | | | |
385a | Jesus! and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
386a | Blest men, who stretch their willing hands | | | | | | | |
385b | Great God, where'er we pitch our tent | | | | | | | |
386b | Lord of my life, O may thy praise | | | | | | | |
387 | Great God! my early vows to thee | | | | | | | |
388 | In sleep's serene oblivion laid | | | | | | | |
389 | Thou unexhausted mine of bliss | | | | | | | |
390 | Kind guardian of my nights and days | | | | | | | |
391 | Safely, through another week | | | | | | | |
392 | Father of men, thy care we bless | | | | | | | |
393 | Record, my soul, thy Maker's power | | | | | | | |
394 | In sweet exalted strains | | | | | | | |
395 | How lovely, how divinely sweet | | | | | | | |
396 | And will the great eternal God | | | | | | | |
397 | Dear Shepherd of thy people hear | | | | | | | |
398 | Inquire, ye pilgrims, for the way | | | | | | | |