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102 | Now in a song of grateful praise [love] | | | | | | | |
103 | See human nature sunk in shame | | | | | | | |
104 | Hear, gracious Sovereign, from thy throne | | | | | | | |
105 | Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
106 | Eternal Spirit, Source of light | | | | | | | |
107 | Sure the blest Comforter is nigh | | | | | | | |
108 | Stay, thou insulted [long suffering] Spirit | | | | | | | |
109 | A present God is all our strength | | | | | | | |
110 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
111 | Our wishes would our ruin prove | | | | | | | |
112 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
113 | O that my load of sin were [was] gone | | | | | | | |
114 | Weary of struggling with my pain | | | | | | | |
115 | Sinners, obey the gospel word | | | | | | | |
116 | Didst thou, dear Jesus, suffer shame | | | | | | | |
117 | Jesus, thy blessings are not few | | | | | | | |
118 | Midst all the priests of Jewish race | | | | | | | |
119 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
120 | Once perishing in blood I lay | | | | | | | |
121 | The Lord proclaims his grace abroad | | | | | | | |
122 | When the poor leper's case I read | | | | | | | |
123 | Lord, I'm defiled in every part | | | | | | | |
124 | Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
125 | The moment a sinner believes, and trusts in his crucified God | | | | | | | |
126 | Sight, hearing, felling, taste and smell | | | | | | | |
127 | Sometimes a light surprises | | | | | | | |
128 | Smote by thy [the] law, I'm justly slain | | | | | | | |
129 | O for a glance of heavenly day | | | | | | | |
130 | Hail the day that sees him rise | | | | | | | |
131 | Jesus, our triumphant Head | | | | | | | |
132 | Why sinks my weak desponding mind | | | | | | | |
133 | Lord, at thy feet a [we] sinner [sinners] lie [lies] | | | | | | | |
134 | Children of the heavenly king as we journey | | | | | | | |
135 | When darkness long has veiled my [the] mind | | | | | | | |
136 | Behold the sons, the [and] heirs of God | | | | | | | |
137 | When converts first begin to sing | | | | | | | |
138 | Of all the joys we mortals [which creatures] know | | | | | | | |
139 | I would but cannot sing | | | | | | | |
140 | Of sinful Adam's numerous race | | | | | | | |
141 | Thou great Physician of the soul | | | | | | | |
142 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
143 | Savior, shine and cheer my soul | | | | | | | |
144 | The Lord will happiness divine on contrite hearts bestow | | | | | | | |
145 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
146 | Wealth is a blessing only lent | | | | | | | |
147 | See how the worthless bramble stands | | | | | | | |
148 | Grant Lord, I may [might] delight in Thee | | | | | | | |
149 | Come let me love, or is my mind hardened to stone or froze to ice | | | | | | | |
150 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
151 | Let party names no more | | | | | | | |
152 | Aloud we sing the wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
153 | Should bounteous nature kindly pour | | | | | | | |
154 | Patience, O 'tis [what] a grace divine | | | | | | | |
155 | Dear Lord, though bitter is the cup | | | | | | | |
156 | Dear friend of friendless [guilty] sinners, hear | | | | | | | |
157 | I was a groveling creature [sinner] once | | | | | | | |
158 | 'Tis the Lord thus far hath brought me | | | | | | | |
159 | Blest Savior, by thy powerful word | | | | | | | |
160 | With kind compassion hear my cry | | | | | | | |
161 | O that the Lord would hear | | | | | | | |
162 | O thou, my God, who from thy throne supreme | | | | | | | |
163 | With fiery serpents greatly pained | | | | | | | |
164 | My times of sorrow and of joy Great God, are in | | | | | | | |
165 | O Lord, my best desire [desires] fulfill | | | | | | | |
166 | And must I part with all I have | | | | | | | |
167 | Let those who bear the Christian name | | | | | | | |
168 | Raise thoughtless sinner raise thine eye | | | | | | | |
169 | Long have I walked this dreary road | | | | | | | |
170 | Sinner, behold I've heard thy groan [groans] | | | | | | | |
171 | Sure 'tis in vain to seek for bliss | | | | | | | |
172 | 'Tis Jesus calls my soul away | | | | | | | |
173 | How am I held a prisoner now | | | | | | | |
174 | Religion is the chief concern | | | | | | | |
175 | Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble | | | | | | | |
176 | Away my unbelieving fear | | | | | | | |
177 | Lord, who shall drive my trembling soul | | | | | | | |
178 | Unclean, unclean, and full of sin | | | | | | | |
179 | Thee will I love, my Lord my | | | | | | | |
180 | To love divine, the eternal song | | | | | | | |
181 | O could I find from day to day | | | | | | | |
182 | Jesus, believing we rejoice | | | | | | | |
183 | Jesus, we sing thy matchless grace | | | | | | | |
184 | Return, my [each] roving heart, return | | | | | | | |
185 | Peace, 'tis the Lord Jehovah's hand | | | | | | | |
186 | Poor sinners, little do they think | | | | | | | |
187 | Though in the earthly church below | | | | | | | |
188 | Mercy, O thou Son of David | | | | | | | |
189 | And will the offended God again | | | | | | | |
190 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
191 | Jesus, my King, proclaims the war | | | | | | | |
192 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
193 | One awful word which Jesus spoke | | | | | | | |
194 | Blest Martha love and joy expressed | | | | | | | |
195 | My barns are full, my stores increase | | | | | | | |
196 | Jesus, who knows full well | | | | | | | |
197 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
198 | Beside the gospel pool Appointed for the poor | | | | | | | |
199 | When any turn from Zion's way | | | | | | | |
200 | If God had bid his thunders roll | | | | | | | |
201 | My soul doth magnify the Lord, My spirit doth | | | | | | | |