# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
601 | "Do this," and remember the blood that was shed | | | | | | | |
602 | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor | | | | | | | |
603 | Here, at thy table, Lord, we meet | | | | | | | |
604 | Jesus spreads his banner o'er us | | | | | | | |
605 | Let vain pursuits and vain desires | | | | | | | |
606 | Far from my thoughts, vain world, be gone | | | | | | | |
607 | All praise to our redeeming Lord | | | | | | | |
608 | Blest be the dear uniting love | | | | | | | |
609 | God of all consolation, take | | | | | | | |
610 | And let our bodies part | | | | | | | |
611 | Blest are the sons of peace | | | | | | | |
612 | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
613 | How sweet, how heavenly, is the sight | | | | | | | |
614 | In all my Lord's appointed ways | | | | | | | |
615 | Lo! what an entertaining sight | | | | | | | |
616 | Now let our voices join | | | | | | | |
617 | And are we yet alive | | | | | | | |
618 | Jesus, united by thy grace | | | | | | | |
619 | Lift up your hearts to things above | | | | | | | |
620 | Let party strifes no more | | | | | | | |
621 | Spirit of peace, celestial Dove | | | | | | | |
622 | From whence does this Union arise | | | | | | | |
623 | O, it is joy in one to meet | | | | | | | |
624 | Come, thou high and lofty Lord | | | | | | | |
625 | What poor despised company | | | | | | | |
626 | How beautiful the sight | | | | | | | |
627 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
628 | Awake, my soul--stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
629 | Stand up, my soul--shake off thy fears | | | | | | | |
630 | O, speed thee, Christian, on thy way | | | | | | | |
631 | My Captain sounds th' alarm of war | | | | | | | |
632 | Oh! when shall I see Jesus | | | | | | | |
633 | Equip me for the war | | | | | | | |
634 | Forever blessed be the Lord | | | | | | | |
635 | Zeal is that pure and heav'nly flame | | | | | | | |
636 | Behold the Christian warrior stand | | | | | | | |
637 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
638 | Brethren while we sojourn here | | | | | | | |
639 | Christ is set on Zion's hill | | | | | | | |
640 | Awake, our souls! away, our fears! | | | | | | | |
641 | Hark, how the watchmen cry! | | | | | | | |
642 | Christian soldier, seize thy sword | | | | | | | |
643 | Amazing grace! how sweet the sound | | | | | | | |
644 | Give to the winds thy fears | | | | | | | |
645 | God of my life, whose gracious power | | | | | | | |
646 | Eternal beam of light divine | | | | | | | |
647 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
648 | How do thy mercies close me round! | | | | | | | |
649 | I asked the Lord that I might grow | | | | | | | |
650 | Away, my unbelieving fear! | | | | | | | |
651 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
652 | Peace, troubled soul, thou need'st not fear | | | | | | | |
653 | Whom have we, Lord, in heaven, but thee | | | | | | | |
654 | Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone | | | | | | | |
655 | My God, my portion, and my love | | | | | | | |
656 | When any turn from Zion's way | | | | | | | |
657 | He lives! the great Redeemer lives! | | | | | | | |
658 | Jesus, my strength, my hope | | | | | | | |
659 | The Lord my pasture shall prepare | | | | | | | |
660 | My God, my everlasting hope | | | | | | | |
661 | In trouble and in grief, O God | | | | | | | |
662 | The God of grace and glory calls | | | | | | | |
663 | My God, the cov'nant of thy love | | | | | | | |
664 | It is the Lord, enthroned in light | | | | | | | |
665 | In thy rebukes, all-gracious God | | | | | | | |
666 | My God, permit my tongue | | | | | | | |
667 | Sweet peace of conscience, heavenly guest | | | | | | | |
668 | My gracious Lord, I own thy right | | | | | | | |
669 | Since all the varying scenes of time | | | | | | | |
670 | O Lord! my best desire fulfill | | | | | | | |
671 | How gentle God’s commands! | | | | | | | |
672 | My Father, to thy mercy-seat | | | | | | | |
673 | Though troubles assail, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
674 | How oft have sin and Satan strove | | | | | | | |
675 | When gloomy thoughts and fears | | | | | | | |
676 | In the cross of Christ I glory | | | | | | | |
677 | The Lord my Shepherd is | | | | | | | |
678 | Grace! 'tis a charming sound | | | | | | | |
679 | Dear Refuge of my weary soul | | | | | | | |
680 | Lord, how mysterious are thy ways! | | | | | | | |
681 | Jesus, I my cross have taken | | | | | | | |
682 | Rejoice, my soul, still in the Lord | | | | | | | |
683 | Still on the Lord thy burden roll | | | | | | | |
684 | Firm as the earth thy gospel stands | | | | | | | |
685 | Our God, how firm his promise stands | | | | | | | |
686 | Thou very-present Aid | | | | | | | |
687 | Let the world their virtue boast | | | | | | | |
688 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
689 | As when the weary traveler gains | | | | | | | |
690 | When for eternal worlds we steer | | | | | | | |
691 | While thro' this changing world we roam | | | | | | | |
692 | How happy is the pilgrim's lot! | | | | | | | |
693 | On Jordan's stormy banks I stand | | | | | | | |
694 | Oh, for a sweet, inspiring ray | | | | | | | |
695 | There is an hour of hallowed peace | | | | | | | |
696 | Sweet rivers of redeeming love | | | | | | | |
697 | Oh! where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
698 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
699 | Oh! weep not for the joys that fade | | | | | | | |
700 | Come, let us join our friends above | | | | | | | |