# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
85 | Treasures in heav'n laid up above | | | | | | | |
86a | Arise, my soul, arise | | | | | | | |
86b | Ye tribes of Adam, join | | | | | | | |
87 | Oh, how happy are they | | | | | | | |
88 | Jesus, lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
89 | Depth of mercy, can there be | | | | | | | |
90a | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
90b | Jesus, full of all compassion | | | | | | | |
91 | Jesus, Thou art the sinner's friend | | | | | | | |
92 | Come, ye children, join the Army | | | | | | | |
94 | Time is earnest, passing by | | | | | | | |
95 | I'll have no fear of dying | | | | | | | |
96a | All hail the glorious morn | | | | | | | |
96b | Lo! the angelic bands | | | | | | | |
97 | God so loved the world in its sinful estate | | | | | | | |
98 | Nearer, my God, to Thee | | | | | | | |
99a | Cast thy burdens on the Lord | | | | | | | |
99b | Wait, my soul, upon the Lord | | | | | | | |
100 | Yes, for me, for me my Saviour | | | | | | | |
101 | I lay my sins on Jesus | | | | | | | |
102 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus | | | | | | | |
103 | Child of sin and sorrow | | | | | | | |
104 | Not worthy, Lord, to gather up the crumbs | | | | | | | |
105 | While with ceaseless course the sun | | | | | | | |
106a | Before Jehovah's awful throne | | | | | | | |
106b | From all that dwell below the skies | | | | | | | |
106c | My God, in whom are all the springs | | | | | | | |
106d | Dismiss us with Thy blessing, Lord | | | | | | | |
106e | Praise God, from whom all blessings flow | | | | | | | |
107a | How tedious and tasteless the hours | | | | | | | |
107b | Ye angels, who stand round the throne | | | | | | | |
108 | Out of the darkness and into the light | | | | | | | |
109 | Swell the anthem raise the song | | | | | | | |
110a | Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears | | | | | | | |
110b | Lord, I am Thine, entirely Thine | | | | | | | |
111 | Come, Thou almighty King | | | | | | | |
112a | Thee we adore, eternal Name | | | | | | | |
112b | Now to the haven of Thy breast | | | | | | | |
113 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
114a | There is a fountain filled with blood | | | | | | | |
114b | Salvation! oh, the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
115 | Sweet hour of pray'r, sweet hour of pray'r | | | | | | | |
116 | My summons may come in the morning | | | | | | | |