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398 | There is a fountain filled with blood | | | | | | | |
399 | Oh, what amazing words of grace | | | | | | | |
400 | Amazing grace! how sweet the sound | | | | | | | |
401 | Salvation!--oh, the joyful sound! | | | | | | | |
402 | The voice of free grace cries, Escape to the mountain | | | | | | | |
403 | There were ninety and nine that safely lay | | | | | | | |
404 | Awake, my soul, to joyful lays | | | | | | | |
405 | Arise, my soul, arise! | | | | | | | |
406 | Blow ye the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
407 | Awake, my heart, arise, my tongue | | | | | | | |
408 | Great God, when I approach thy throne | | | | | | | |
409 | Jesus,-- and didst thou leave the sky | | | | | | | |
410 | I hear the Saviour say | | | | | | | |
411 | I hear thy welcome voice | | | | | | | |
412 | From the cross uplifted high | | | | | | | |
413 | Tell me the old, old story | | | | | | | |
414 | I love to tell the story | | | | | | | |
415 | I saw the cross of Jesus | | | | | | | |
416 | Did Christ o'er sinners weep | | | | | | | |
417 | And canst thou, sinner! slight | | | | | | | |
418 | Now is the accepted time | | | | | | | |
419 | Return, O wanderer, to thy home | | | | | | | |
420 | Come, trembling sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
421 | Behold a Stranger at the door! | | | | | | | |
422 | God calling yet! shall I not hear? | | | | | | | |
423 | Why will ye waste on trifling cares | | | | | | | |
424 | Oh, do not let the word depart | | | | | | | |
425 | Sinners, turn, why will ye die? | | | | | | | |
426 | Come, said Jesus' sacred voice | | | | | | | |
427 | Oh, turn ye, oh, turn ye, for why will ye die | | | | | | | |
428 | Delay not, delay not, O sinner, draw near | | | | | | | |
429 | Acquaint thyself quickly, O sinner, with God | | | | | | | |
430 | Weeping will not save me | | | | | | | |
431 | Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish | | | | | | | |
432 | Come ye sinners, poor and wretched | | | | | | | |
433 | Sinners, will you scorn the message | | | | | | | |
434 | Plunged in a gulf of dark despair | | | | | | | |
435 | Give to our God immortal praise! | | | | | | | |
436 | Let every mortal ear attend | | | | | | | |
437 | Come, happy souls, approach your God | | | | | | | |
438 | Not to condemn the sons of men | | | | | | | |
439 | Come to the land of peace | | | | | | | |
440 | Drooping souls, no longer mourn | | | | | | | |
441 | The Spirit, in our hearts | | | | | | | |
442 | Haste, traveller, haste! the night comes on | | | | | | | |
443 | Would you win a soul to God? | | | | | | | |
444 | Infinite love! what precious stores | | | | | | | |
445 | Come to Calvary's holy mountain | | | | | | | |
446 | Pass me not, O gentle Saviour | | | | | | | |
447 | The mistakes of my life are many | | | | | | | |
448 | Lord, I hear of showers of blessing | | | | | | | |
449 | Jesus, Sun of Righteousness | | | | | | | |
450 | Lord, at thy mercy-seat | | | | | | | |
451 | O thou God who hearest prayer | | | | | | | |
452 | Surely Christ thy griefs hath borne | | | | | | | |
453 | Chief of sinners though I be | | | | | | | |
454 | O thou, whose tender mercy hears | | | | | | | |
455 | O thou, from whom all goodness flows | | | | | | | |
456 | With broken heart and contrite sigh | | | | | | | |
457 | Just as I am, without one plea | | | | | | | |
458 | Jesus, let thy pitying eye | | | | | | | |
459 | Jesus, keep me near the cross | | | | | | | |
460 | Take me, O my Father, take me! | | | | | | | |
461 | I need thee, O my God | | | | | | | |
462 | O Saviour, I am blind! | | | | | | | |
463 | I lay my sins on Jesus | | | | | | | |
464 | O Jesus, thou art standing | | | | | | | |
465 | We stand in deep repentance | | | | | | | |
466 | Thou only Sovereign of my heart | | | | | | | |
467 | Jesus, the sinner's Friend, to thee | | | | | | | |
468 | Show pity Lord! O Lord! forgive | | | | | | | |
469 | No more, my God! I boast no more | | | | | | | |
470 | See a poor sinner, dearest Lord | | | | | | | |
471 | Prostrate, dear Jesus! at thy feet | | | | | | | |
472 | Forgive us, Lord! to thee we cry | | | | | | | |
473 | As pants the hart for cooling streams | | | | | | | |
474 | A broken heart, my God, my King | | | | | | | |
475 | Be merciful to me, O God! | | | | | | | |
476 | Full of trembling expectation | | | | | | | |
477 | Trembling before thine awful throne | | | | | | | |
478 | Laboring and heavy-laden | | | | | | | |
479 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
480 | Thy home is with the humble, Lord! | | | | | | | |
481 | Lord, before thy throne we bend | | | | | | | |
482 | Once I thought my mountain strong | | | | | | | |
483 | Weary, Lord, of struggling here | | | | | | | |
484 | I need thee every hour | | | | | | | |
485 | Nearer, my God, to thee | | | | | | | |
486 | More love to thee, O Christ! | | | | | | | |
487 | Saviour! I follow on | | | | | | | |
488 | Saviour, thy dying love | | | | | | | |
489 | Oh, for a heart to praise my God | | | | | | | |
490 | Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing | | | | | | | |
491 | Oh, not to fill the mouth of fame | | | | | | | |
492 | Oh, for that tenderness of heart | | | | | | | |
493 | Oh, for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
494 | Alas! what hourly dangers rise! | | | | | | | |
495 | Searcher of hearts! from mine erase | | | | | | | |
496 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
497 | Oh, could I find, from day to day | | | | | | | |