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401 | My sufferings all to Thee are known | | | | | | | |
402 | Thou man of griefs, remember me | | | | | | | |
403 | O that I could my Lord receive | | | | | | | |
404 | Why not now, my God [Lord], my God | | | | | | | |
405 | Go, saith the Lord, proclaim my grace | | | | | | | |
406 | Thou hidden God, for whom I groan | | | | | | | |
407 | Let the redeemed give thanks and praise | | | | | | | |
408 | Thee, Jesus, thee, the sinner's Friend | | | | | | | |
409 | Prisoner of hope to thee I turn | | | | | | | |
410 | O my offended God [Lord] If now at last I see | | | | | | | |
411 | Lord, I despair myself to heal | | | | | | | |
412 | Jesus, the sinner's friend, to thee | | | | | | | |
413 | Jesus, thy far extended fame My drooping soul exults | | | | | | | |
414 | O thou whom once they flocked to hear | | | | | | | |
415 | Jesus, if still thou art today | | | | | | | |
416 | While dead in trespasses I lie | | | | | | | |
417 | O that thou wouldst the heavens rend | | | | | | | |
418 | Jesus, Redeemer, Savior, Lord, The weary sinner | | | | | | | |
419 | I ask the gift of righteousness, The sin subduing power | | | | | | | |
420 | With glorious clouds encompassed round | | | | | | | |
421 | How sad our state [fate] by nature is | | | | | | | |
422 | Author of faith, to thee I [we] cry | | | | | | | |
423 | God of my salvation, hear | | | | | | | |
424 | Father, I stretch my hand [hands] to thee | | | | | | | |
425 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
426 | Father of Jesus Christ, the just | | | | | | | |
427 | Approach, my soul, the mercy seat | | | | | | | |
428 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
429 | Wherewith O God [Lord], shall I draw near | | | | | | | |
430 | Jesus the Lamb of God hath bled | | | | | | | |
431 | Jesus, my Lord attend | | | | | | | |
432 | Let the world their virtue [beauties] boast | | | | | | | |
433 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
434 | O thou who hast our sorrows borne | | | | | | | |
435 | In evil long I took delight | | | | | | | |
436 | O love divine, how sweet [good] thou art | | | | | | | |
437 | Still, Lord, I languish for thy grace | | | | | | | |
438 | Father, I wait before thy throne | | | | | | | |
439 | Father of everlasting grace | | | | | | | |
440 | Thou great mysterious God unknown | | | | | | | |
441 | Come, O thou traveller unknown | | | | | | | |
442 | Yield to me now, for I am weak | | | | | | | |
443 | O that I was [were] as heretofore | | | | | | | |
444 | Wretch that I am, from God I've strayed | | | | | | | |
445 | How shall a lost sinner in pain | | | | | | | |
446 | Yes, from this instant, now, I will to my offended Father cry | | | | | | | |
447 | O Jesus, full of grace To thee I make my moan | | | | | | | |
448 | Savior, I now with shame confess my thirst for creature happiness | | | | | | | |
449 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
450 | Jesus, the all restoring [sustaining] Word | | | | | | | |
451 | Jesus, Friend of sinners hear, Yet once again | | | | | | | |
452 | And wilt thou yet be found | | | | | | | |
453 | Depth of mercy, can there be, Mercy still reserved for me? | | | | | | | |
454 | O why did my Savior leave | | | | | | | |
455 | Lord, and is thine anger gone? | | | | | | | |
456 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
457 | Look unto him ye nations | | | | | | | |
458 | Jesus, thou everlasting king | | | | | | | |
459 | And can it be that I should gain | | | | | | | |
460 | Jesus, thy blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
461 | Author of faith, eternal Word | | | | | | | |
462 | Now have I found the ground wherein | | | | | | | |
463 | O blessed souls are they | | | | | | | |
464 | Not the malicious or [nor] [and] profane | | | | | | | |
465 | Behold what wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
466 | How can a sinner know | | | | | | | |
467 | We by his Spirit prove | | | | | | | |
468 | Ye simple souls [ones] that [who] stray | | | | | | | |
469 | Arise, my soul, arise, shake off | | | | | | | |
470 | What am I, O thou glorious God | | | | | | | |
471 | O thou God of my salvation | | | | | | | |
472 | Not with our mortal eyes have we beheld the Lord | | | | | | | |
473 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
474 | O 'tis delight, without alloy | | | | | | | |
475 | Infinite, unexhausted love | | | | | | | |
476 | Joy is a [the] fruit that will not grow | | | | | | | |
477 | I thirst, thou wounded Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
478 | How can it be, thou heavenly king | | | | | | | |
479 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
480 | Happy the man that finds the grace | | | | | | | |
481 | My God, the spring of all my joys | | | | | | | |
482 | Rejoice evermore with angels above | | | | | | | |
483 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
484 | A fountain of life and grace | | | | | | | |
485 | All praise to the Lamb, accepted I am | | | | | | | |
486 | Jesus is our common Lord | | | | | | | |
487 | My God I am thine, what a comfort [pleasure] divine | | | | | | | |
488 | Lord, how secure and blest [blessed] are they | | | | | | | |
489 | Who can describe the joys that rise | | | | | | | |
490 | Sons of God, exulting rise | | | | | | | |
491 | Jehovah, God the Father, bless | | | | | | | |
492 | Since the Son hath made me free | | | | | | | |
493 | The thing my God doth hate | | | | | | | |
494 | Forever here my rest shall [will] be, close | | | | | | | |
495 | Jesus, thou art our king | | | | | | | |
496 | Jesus, thy boundless love to me | | | | | | | |
497 | Lord, I believe a rest remains | | | | | | | |
498 | I would be thine, thou knowest I would | | | | | | | |
499 | Now, e'en [even] now, I [I'd] yield, I [I'd] yield | | | | | | | |
500 | I know that my Redeemer lives, and ever prays for me | | | | | | | |