# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
601 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
602 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
603 | O Jesus, my Savior, to Thee I submit | | | | | | | |
604 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
605 | Young people, all, attention give | | | | | | | |
606 | The sun is set the day is closed | | | | | | | |
607 | How happy is the pilgrim's lot | | | | | | | |
608 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
609 | Hail, ye followers of the Lamb | | | | | | | |
610 | That glorious day is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
611 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
612 | Zaccheus climbed the tree | | | | | | | |
613 | Dear Jesus, here comes, And knocks at Thy door | | | | | | | |
614 | Come, poor sinner, come and see | | | | | | | |
615 | If I perish, I will go | | | | | | | |
616 | O that my load of sin were [was] gone | | | | | | | |
617 | How lost was [is] my [our] condition | | | | | | | |
618 | This is the field, the world below, In which the sower | | | | | | | |
619 | I long to see the season [seasons] come when sinners | | | | | | | |
620 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
621 | Hail the blest morn when [see] the great Mediator | | | | | | | |
622 | Jerusalem, my happy home, O how I long for thee | | | | | | | |
623 | There is a Heaven above the skies | | | | | | | |
624 | One smile from God will warm the heart | | | | | | | |
625 | The glorious light of Zion is spreading | | | | | | | |
626 | The Lord into his garden comes | | | | | | | |
627 | Young people all, in blooming days | | | | | | | |
628 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
629 | Thou God of glorious majesty | | | | | | | |
630 | My days, my [and] weeks, my [and] months, my [and] years | | | | | | | |
631 | Savior, visit Thy [our] plantation, grant us Lord, a gracious rain | | | | | | | |
632 | Come, we that love the Lord indeed | | | | | | | |
633 | Blow ye [you] the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
634 | Had I ten thousand gifts beside | | | | | | | |
635 | Afflictions, though they seem severe | | | | | | | |
636 | Jesus, dear name, how sweet it [the] sound(s) | | | | | | | |
637 | Children of the heavenly king as we journey | | | | | | | |
638 | Rejoice, the Lord is King, Your God [Lord] and King adore | | | | | | | |
639 | God with us, O glorious name, Let it shine | | | | | | | |
640 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
641 | Soldiers of Christ, be bold | | | | | | | |
642 | Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend | | | | | | | |
643 | Mercy, O thou Son of David | | | | | | | |
644 | The church a garden is | | | | | | | |
645 | Now begin the heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
646 | Come, ye humble sinner train | | | | | | | |
647 | Could the creatures help or ease us | | | | | | | |
648 | If worklings ask the reason why | | | | | | | |
649 | Lord, thou hast won, at length I yield | | | | | | | |
650 | Hail, my ever blessed Jesus | | | | | | | |
651 | My gracious Redeemer I [I'll] love | | | | | | | |
652 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
653 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
654 | O my soul, what means this sadness | | | | | | | |
655 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
656 | O love divine, how sweet [good] thou art | | | | | | | |
657 | Hail, sovereign love, that first began | | | | | | | |
658 | Haste [Hasten], [O] sinner [sinners] [now] to be wise | | | | | | | |
659 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
660 | Hearts of stone, relent, relent | | | | | | | |
661 | 'Tis religion that can give sweetest pleasures | | | | | | | |
662 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
663 | While I am blest with youthful bloom [prime] | | | | | | | |
664 | O how I have longed for the coming [presence] of God [the Lord] | | | | | | | |
665 | Ye dying sons of men | | | | | | | |
666 | Begone, unbelief, [for] my [our] Savior is near | | | | | | | |
667 | From whence doth [does] this [the] union arise | | | | | | | |
668 | To-day, if you will hear his voice | | | | | | | |
669 | Sovereign grace has [hath] power alone | | | | | | | |
670 | From Egypt lately freed [fled] | | | | | | | |
671 | Lord, at thy feet I prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
672 | How shall I my [we our] Savior set forth | | | | | | | |
673 | Lord, and am I yet alive, But [Not] in torments, not in hell | | | | | | | |
674 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
675 | There is a God who [that] reigns above | | | | | | | |
676 | Awake, my soul, lift up thine eyes | | | | | | | |
677 | What think ye [you] of Christ, is the test | | | | | | | |
678 | The eye of God is everywhere | | | | | | | |
679 | How blest the righteous are | | | | | | | |
680 | Sing, ye redeemed [ransomed] of the Lord | | | | | | | |
681 | O how divine how sweet the joy | | | | | | | |
682 | Pilgrim, burdened with thy sin, Haste to Zion's | | | | | | | |
683 | Ah what can I a sinner do | | | | | | | |
684 | Kindred, and friends, and native land | | | | | | | |
685 | My conscious guilt is now so great | | | | | | | |
686 | Come and taste along with me | | | | | | | |
687 | Brethren, we have met again | | | | | | | |
688 | Hark, the jubilee is sounding | | | | | | | |
689 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
690 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
691 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
692 | Thou Shepherd of Isr'l, and mine [divine] | | | | | | | |
693 | Come, guilty souls, and flee away | | | | | | | |
694 | O my distrustful heart, how small thy faith appears | | | | | | | |
695 | O happy time, long waited for, The comfort of my heart | | | | | | | |
696 | O tell me no more of this [the] world's vain [vain world's] store | | | | | | | |
697 | The Canaanite still in the land | | | | | | | |
698 | Gracious Lord, incline thine ear | | | | | | | |
699 | O Jesus, my Savior, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
700 | Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song | | | | | | | |