# | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
101 | Blessed are the humble souls that see | | | | | |  | |
102 | Oh! if my soul was formed for woe | | | | | |  | |
103 | O thou that hearest when sinners cry | | | | | |  | |
104 | If glorious angels do rejoice | | | | | |  | |
105 | Come in, ye blessed of the Lord | | | | | |  | |
106 | 'Twas the commission of our Lord | | | | | |  | |
107 | The name of the Lord is a fountain of life | | | | | |  | |
108 | When Jesus Christ, the Virgin's son | | | | | |  | |
109 | The Lord's disciples when they spread | | | | | |  | |
110 | When sinners awake and perceive | | | | | |  | |
111 | As the apostles sat at meat | | | | | |  | |
112 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | |  | |
113 | O thou, to whose all searching sight | | | | | |  | |
114 | Father, I stretch my hands to thee | | | | | |  | |
115 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | |  | |
116 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | |  | |
117 | I'll bless the Lord from day to day | | | | | |  | |
118 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | |  | |
119 | Bestow, dear Lord, upon our youth | | | | | |  | |
120 | Great God, indulge my humble claim | | | | | |  | |
121 | Jesus, thy boundless love to me | | | | | |  | |
122 | My Savior, thou thy love to me | | | | | |  | |
123 | While thee I seek, protecting pow'r! | | | | | |  | |
124 | Lord, I cannot let thee go | | | | | |  | |
125 | Jesus, lover of my soul | | | | | |  | |
126 | Jesus, my Savior, let me be | | | | | |  | |
127 | Go watch and pray; thou canst not tell | | | | | |  | |
128 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | |  | |
129 | My soul, be on thy guard | | | | | |  | |
130 | Approach, my soul, the mercy seat | | | | | |  | |
131 | How long, O Lord, shall I complain | | | | | |  | |
132 | With humble heart and tongue | | | | | |  | |
133 | Prayer is the soul’s sincere desire | | | | | |  | |
134 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | |  | |
135 | Holy Jesus, lovely Lamb | | | |  | |  | |
136 | Lamb of God, for sinners slain | | | | | |  | |
137 | How shall a lost sinner in pain | | | | | |  | |
138 | Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend | | | | | |  | |
139 | Lord, teach thy servants how to pray | | | | | |  | |
140 | Come lord from above, the mountains remove | | | | | |  | |
141 | My God, consider my distress | | | | | |  | |
142 | With my whole heart I've sought thy face | | | | | |  | |
143 | Jesus, the spring of joys divine | | | | | |  | |
144 | Jesus, my Savior, brother, friend | | | | | |  | |
145 | Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | |  | |
146 | Jesus' precious name excels | | | | | |  | |
147 | Amazing sight, the Savior stands | | | | | |  | |
148 | To-day, if you will hear his voice | | | | | |  | |
149 | See the fountain opened wide | | | | | |  | |
150 | O all that pass by, to Jesus draw near | | | | | |  | |
151 | Why sleep we, my brethren? come let us arise | | | | | |  | |
152 | Ye thirsty of God to Jesus give ear | | | | | |  | |
153 | Restless thy Spirit, poor wandering sinner | | | | | |  | |
154 | Hark! the Redeemer, from on high | | | | | |  | |
155 | Come, every pious heart | | | | | |  | |
156 | Oh, what amazing words of grace | | | | | |  | |
157 | The Savior calls--let every ear | | | | | |  | |
158 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | |  | |
159 | Sinners, the voice of God regard | | | | | |  | |
160 | The voice of my Beloved sounds | | | | | |  | |
161 | Drooping souls, no longer grieve | | | | | |  | |
162 | Come hither, all ye weary souls | | | | | |  | |
163 | Hear the royal proclamation | | | | | |  | |
164 | Come ye sinners, poor and needy | | | | | |  | |
165 | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor | | | | | |  | |
166 | Ye sinners fear the Lord | | | | | |  | |
167 | If Paul in Caesar's court must stand | | | | | |  | |
168 | Oppressed with fear, oppressed with grief | | | | | |  | |
169 | Would Jesus have the sinner die? | | | | | |  | |
170 | Depth of mercy! can there be | | | | | |  | |
171 | How firm a foundation ye saints of the Lord! | | | | | |  | |
172 | How condescending and how kind | | | | | |  | |
173 | My God! thy boundless love we praise | | | | | |  | |
174 | My soul, with joy attend | | | | | |  | |
175 | Of all the joys we mortals know | | | | | |  | |
176 | So let our lives and lips express | | | | | |  | |
177 | Who is this fair one in distress | | | | | |  | |
178 | O tell me no more of this world's vain store | | | | | |  | |
179 | Begone unbelief! for my Savior is near | | | | | |  | |
180 | God is love; his mercy brightens | | | | | |  | |
181 | How sweet to reflect on those joys that await me | | | | | |  | |
182 | Thy mercy, my God, is the theme of my song | | | | | |  | |
183 | Sweet is the work, my God, my King | | | | | |  | |
184 | Once more, my soul, the rising day | | | | | |  | |
185 | Again returns the day of holy rest | | | | | |  | |
186 | Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear | | | | | |  | |
187 | Now the shades of night are gone | | | | | |  | |
188 | My lovely Jesus, while on earth | | | | | |  | |
189 | Great God, preserved by thine arm | | | | | |  | |
190 | When we with welcome slumber press'd | | | | | |  | |
191 | God of my life, my morning song | | | | | |  | |
192 | The day is past and gone | | | | | |  | |
193 | All praise to thee, my God, this night | | | | | |  | |
194 | Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray | | | | | |  | |
195 | Dread Sov'reign, let my ev'ning song | | | | | |  | |
196 | Indulgent Father, by whose care | | | | | |  | |
197 | All praise to him who dwells in bliss | | | | | |  | |
198 | Inspirer and Hearer of prayer | | | | | |  | |
199 | Softly now the light of day | | | | | |  | |
200 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | |  | |