# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
201 | Awake, our souls, away our fears | | | | | | | |
202 | Behold the throne of grace | | | | | | | |
203 | Come, thou long expected Jesus | | | | | | | |
204 | Blest is the man who shuns the place | | | | | | | |
205 | Blest is the man whose softening heart | | | | | | | |
206 | Brethren, while we sojourn here | | | | | | | |
207 | Children of the heavenly King | | | | | | | |
208 | Come, thou Fount of ev'ry blessing | | | | | | | |
209 | Deep are the wounds thine arrows give | | | | | | | |
210 | Faith is the Christian's evidence | | | | | | | |
211 | Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
212 | Give to the winds thy fears | | | | | | | |
213 | God is a spirit, just and wise | | | | | | | |
214 | Grace! 'tis a charming sound | | | | | | | |
215 | Hail, my ever blessed Jesus | | | | | | | |
216 | How happy is the man who hears | | | | | | | |
217 | How lost was my condition | | | | | | | |
218 | How tedious and tasteless the hours | | | | | | | |
219 | I hate the tempter and his charms | | | | | | | |
220 | I hear thy word with love | | | | | | | |
221 | In Christ, I've all my soul's desire | | | | | | | |
222 | Is this the kind return | | | | | | | |
223 | I want a principle within | | | | | | | |
224 | Jesus! and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
225 | Jesus, full of truth and grace | | | | | | | |
226 | Jesus, thy blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
227 | Judge me, O Lord, and prove my ways | | | | | | | |
228 | Just are thy ways, and true thy word | | | | | | | |
229 | Knowledge, alas! 'tis all in vain | | | | | | | |
230 | Let groveling minds the world pursue | | | | | | | |
231 | Let the world their virtue boast | | | | | | | |
232 | Look up, my soul, with cheerful eye | | | | | | | |
233 | Lord, how secure and blest are they | | | | | | | |
234 | Lord, I desire with thee to live | | | | | | | |
235 | Lord, I know thy pardoning grace | | | | | | | |
236 | Lord, we confess our numerous faults | | | | | | | |
237 | Mistaken souls! that dream of heaven | | | | | | | |
238 | My drowsy powers, why keep ye so? | | | | | | | |
239 | My God, permit me not to be | | | | | | | |
240 | My gracious Redeemer I love | | | | | | | |
241 | My soul, be on thy guard | | | | | | | |
242 | Now begin the heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
243 | Now I resolve with all my heart | | | | | | | |
244 | O blessed souls are they | | | | | | | |
245 | Oh, for a strong, a lasting faith | | | | | | | |
246 | O may our sympathizing breast | | | | | | | |
247 | O my soul, what means this sadness? | | | | | | | |
248 | Once I thought my mountain strong | | | | | | | |
249 | O that the Lord would guide my ways | | | | | | | |
250 | O thou from whom all goodness flows | | | | | | | |
251 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
252 | Prayer is the soul's sincere desire | | | | | | | |
253 | Religion is the chief concern | | | | | | | |
254 | Rise, O my soul! the hour review | | | | | | | |
255 | Rock of ages! cleft for me | | | | | | | |
256 | Shew pity Lord; O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
257 | Since I've known a Savior's name | | | | | | | |
258 | Soon as I heard my Father say | | | | | | | |
259 | Strait is the way, the door is strait | | | | | | | |
260 | Sweet peace of conscience, heavenly guest | | | | | | | |
261 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
262 | Teach us, O Lord, the great concern | | | | | | | |
263 | The moment a sinner believes | | | | | | | |
264 | There is a path that leads to God | | | | | | | |
265 | Thou lovely Chief of all my joys | | | | | | | |
266 | This curious frame--these noble powers | | | | | | | |
267 | Thus speaks the High and Lofty One | | | | | | | |
268 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
269 | 'Tis my happiness below | | | | | | | |
270 | 'Tis no surprising thing | | | | | | | |
271 | To God I cried with mournful voice | | | | | | | |
272 | Vain delusive world adieu | | | | | | | |
273 | Were I inspired to preach and tell | | | | | | | |
274 | What empty things are all the skies | | | | | | | |
275 | What shall I render to my God | | | | | | | |
276 | When God reveal'd his gracious name | | | | | | | |
277 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
278 | When Jesus bade me leave the world | | | | | | | |
279 | While thee I seek, protecting Power | | | | | | | |
280 | Why should the children of a King | | | | | | | |
281 | Witness, ye men and angels, now | | | | | | | |
282 | All praise to the Lord | | | | | | | |
283 | A sailor once, whom Jesus loved | | | | | | | |
284 | As needles point towards the pole | | | | | | | |
285 | At anchor laid, remote from home | | | | | | | |
286 | Begone, unbelief! My Savior is near | | | | | | | |
287 | Behold the sinner's fearless soul | | | | | | | |
288 | Beneath a reef the ship was moor'd | | | | | | | |
289 | Beset with dangers, and with fear | | | | | | | |
290 | Blest be that voice, now heard afar | | | | | | | |
291 | Guide us, O! thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
292 | Give to the Lord, ye sons of fame | | | | | | | |
293 | God of the seas! thine awful voice | | | | | | | |
294 | How rich thy gifts, Almighty King! | | | | | | | |
295 | If Paul in Cesar's court must stand | | | | | | | |
296 | How are thy servants bless'd, O Lord | | | | | | | |
297 | How is thy glorious power adored | | | | | | | |
298 | How sweet the songs of Zion sound | | | | | | | |
299 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
300 | In every trouble sharp and strong | | | | | | | |