# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
101 | Trust in Jesus only ever | [Trust in Jesus only ever] | | | | | | |
102 | Thro' the wearisome hours of a sorrowful night | [Thro' the wearisome hours of a sorrowful night] | | | | | | |
103 | I sat alone with life's memories | [I sat alone with life's memories] | | | | | | |
104 | Have ye not a word for Jesus? | [Have ye not a word for Jesus?] | | | | | | |
105 | There are songs of joy that I loved to sing | [There are songs of joy that I loved to sing] | | | | | | |
106 | Thus God declares His sovereign will | [Thus God declares His sovereign will] | | | | | | |
107 | Going—ah! yes, I am going | [Going—ah! yes, I am going] | | | | | | |
108 | Art thou weary, art thou languid | [Art thou weary, art thou languid] | | | | | | |
109 | Before I strive to save poor souls | [Before I strive to save poor souls] | | | | | | |
110 | Joy! joy! joy! I will sing for the Savior has come | [Joy! joy! joy! I will sing for the Savior has come] | | | | | | |
111 | Behold me standing at the door | [Behold me standing at the door] | | | | | | |
112 | I shall not want, Hallelujah! | [I shall not want, Hallelujah!] | | | | | | |
113 | Oh, now I see the crimson wave | [Oh, now I see the crimson wave] | | | | | | |
114 | I have heard my Savior calling | [I have heard my Savior calling] | | | | | | |
115 | O come to the cross, near the spear-wounded side | [O come to the cross, near the spear-wounded side] | | | | | | |
116 | Ho, ev'ryone, Poor, lost, undone | [Ho, ev'ryone, Poor, lost, undone] | | | | | | |
117 | Oh, how sweet are the moments of prayer | [Oh, how sweet are the moments of prayer] | | | | | | |
118 | Jesus, lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
119 | I gave my life for thee | | | | | | | |
120 | The great physician now is near | | | | | | | |
121 | Nearer, my God, to Thee | | | | | | | |
122 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
123 | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
124 | Dear Father, to thy mercy-seat | | | | | | | |
125 | All hail the power of Jesus' name | | | | | | | |
126 | The mistakes of my life have been many | | | | | | | |
127 | To-day the Savior calls | | | | | | | |
128 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me | | | | | | | |
129 | Oh, think of the home over there | | | | | | | |
130 | Return, O wanderer, return | | | | | | | |
131 | Precious promise God hath given | | | | | | | |
132 | Forever here my rest shall be | | | | | | | |
133 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
134 | Dear Jesus, I long to be perfectly whole | | | | | | | |
135 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
136 | My faith looks up to thee | | | | | | | |
137 | Shall we meet beyond the river | | | | | | | |
138 | There is a fountain filled with blood | | | | | | | |
139 | There were ninety and nine that safely lay | | | | | | | |
140 | Sowing the seed in the day-light fair | | | | | | | |
141 | In the Christian's home in glory | | | | | | | |
142 | He leadeth me! oh, blessed thought | | | | | | | |
143 | What! "lay my sins on Jesus?" | | | | | | | |
144 | Come thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
145 | O happy day, that fixed my choice | | | | | | | |
146 | Arise, my soul, arise | | | | | | | |
147 | Take my life, and let it be | | | | | | | |
148 | Tell me the old, old story | | | | | | | |
149 | Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing | | | | | | | |
150 | I stand all bewildered with wonder | | | | | | | |
151 | O, to be nothing, nothing | | | | | | | |
152 | Behold a stranger at the door! | | | | | | | |
153 | Knocking, knocking, who is there? | | | | | | | |
154 | In the cross of Christ I glory | | | | | | | |
155 | In some way or other, The Lord will provide | | | | | | | |
156 | I am coming to the cross | | | | | | | |
157 | Holy Spirit, faithful guide | | | | | | | |
158 | Come to Jesus, come to Jesus | | | | | | | |
159 | Revive thy work, O Lord! | | | | | | | |
160 | I have a Savior, He's pleading in glory | | | | | | | |
161 | When Thou, my righteous Judge shalt come | | | | | | | |
162 | I hear the Savior say, Thy strength indeed is small | | | | | | | |
163 | My hope is built on nothing less | | | | | | | |
164 | Savior! Thy dying love | | | | | | | |
165 | I left all with Jesus | | | | | | | |
166 | Fade, fade, each earthly joy | | | | | | | |
167 | Savior, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
168 | Stand up! stand up for Jesus! | | | | | | | |
169 | Simply trusting every day | | | | | | | |
170 | O eyes that are weary, and hearts that are sore | | | | | | | |
171 | Come, ye sinners, poor and needy | | | | | | | |
172 | From every stormy wind that blows | | | | | | | |
173 | We praise Thee, O God! for the Son of Thy love | | | | | | | |
174 | The judgment day is coming, coming, coming | | | | | | | |
175 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
176 | I love Thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
177 | Nothing but leaves, the spirit grieves | | | | | | | |
178 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
179 | 'Tis midnight; and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
180 | When my final farewell to the world I have said | | | | | | | |
181 | Watchman, tell me does the morning | | | | | | | |
182 | One sweet solemn thought | | | | | | | |
183 | In the silent midnight watches | | | | | | | |
184 | Oh, turn ye, oh, turn ye, for why will ye die | | | | | | | |
185 | Give me the wings of faith to rise | | | | | | | |
186 | Alas! and did my Savior bleed? | | | | | | | |
187 | All that I was, my sin, my guilt | | | | | | | |
188 | O, how happy are they | | | | | | | |
189 | The Lord into His garden comes | | | | | | | |
190 | Blest hour! when God himself draws nigh | | | | | | | |
191 | O Lord, Thy work revive | | | | | | | |
192 | Must Jesus bear the cross alone | | | | | | | |
193 | O for a thousand tongues to sing | | | | | | | |
194 | Jesus is gone up on high | | | | | | | |
195 | We're traveling home to heaven above | | | | | | | |
196 | Jesus, assembled in Thy name | | | | | | | |
197 | Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! | | | | | | | |
198 | There is life in a look at the crucified One | | | | | | | |
199 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
200 | Sun of my soul, Thou Savior dear | | | | | | | |