# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
599 | I heard the voice of Jesus say | | | | | | | |
600 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound | | | | | | | |
601 | All that I was, my sin and guilt | | | | | | | |
602 | When God revealed His gracious name | | | | | | | |
603 | O gift of gifts! O grace of faith! | | | | | | | |
604 | Grace, 'tis a charming sound | | | | | | | |
605 | How heavy is the night | | | | | | | |
606 | Awake, and sing the song | | | | | | | |
607 | Come, we that love the Lord | | | | | | | |
608 | To Christ, the Prince of peace | | | | | | | |
609 | Now let our voices join | | | | | | | |
610 | Jesus, I my cross have taken | | | | | | | |
611 | Take, my soul, thy full salvation | | | | | | | |
612 | In the cross of Christ I glory | | | | | | | |
613 | Cross, reproach, and tribulation | | | | | | | |
614 | Earthly joys no longer please us | | | | | | | |
615 | Yes, He knows the way is dreary | | | | | | | |
616 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
617 | My precious Lord, for Thy dear Name | | | | | | | |
618 | We sing the praise of Him who died | | | | | | | |
619 | My gracious Lord, I own Thy right | | | | | | | |
620 | Jesus, our best belovéd Friend | | | | | | | |
621 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
622 | Must Jesus bear the cross alone | | | | | | | |
623 | I'm not ashamed to own my Lord | | | | | | | |
624 | Lord, as to Thy dear cross we flee | | | | | | | |
625 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
626 | In all my Lord's appointed ways | | | | | | | |
627 | Sing, ye redeeméd of the Lord | | | | | | | |
628 | Soldiers of Christ, arise | | | | | | | |
629 | Lead on, almighty Lord | | | | | | | |
630 | My soul, be on thy guard | | | | | | | |
631 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
632 | Gracious Redeemer, shake | | | | | | | |
633 | My soul, weigh not thy life | | | | | | | |
634 | Fear not, O little flock, the foe | | | | | | | |
635 | O Lord, how happy should we be | | | | | | | |
636 | "Father! Thy will, not mine, be done!" | | | | | | | |
637 | Oft when the waves of passion rise | | | | | | | |
638 | Come on, my partners in distress | | | | | | | |
639 | Forward! be our watchword | | | | | | | |
640 | Onward, Christian soldiers | | | | | | | |
641 | In time of tribulation | | | | | | | |
642 | O Lamb of God, still keep me | | | | | | | |
643 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus | | | | | | | |
644 | Go forward, Christian soldier | | | | | | | |
645 | Faint not, Christian, though the road | | | | | | | |
646 | Brethren, while we sojourn here | | | | | | | |
647 | 'Tis my happiness below | | | | | | | |
648 | Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
649 | The Son of God goes forth to war | | | | | | | |
650 | Our journey is a thorny maze | | | | | | | |
651 | Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears | | | | | | | |
652 | Fight the good fight with all thy might | | | | | | | |
653 | Awake, my soul, lift up thine eyes | | | | | | | |
654 | Uphold me, Lord, too prone to stray | | | | | | | |
655 | Awake, our souls, away our fears | | | | | | | |
656 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
657 | "We've no abiding city here" | | | | | | | |
658 | From Egypt lately come | | | | | | | |
659 | This is the day of toil | | | | | | | |
660 | He leadeth me: O blesséd thought | | | | | | | |
661 | The Lord Himself doth condescend | | | | | | | |
662 | Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
663 | Saviour, through the desert lead us | | | | | | | |
664 | Shepherd of Thine Israel, lead us | | | | | | | |
665 | Gently, Lord, O gently lead us | | | | | | | |
666 | Yes, for me, for me He careth | | | | | | | |
667 | Always with us, always with us | | | | | | | |
668a | Lead, kindly Light, amid th'encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
668b | Lead, kindly Light, amid th'encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
669 | Jesus, still lead on | | | | | | | |
670 | Jesus, who can be Once compared with Thee! | | | | | | | |
671 | Breast the wave, Christian, when it is strongest | | | | | | | |
672 | Through the love of God our Saviour | | | | | | | |
673 | Fierce was the wild billow | | | | | | | |
674 | Cling to the Mighty One | | | | | | | |
675 | Saviour, when in dust to Thee | BLUMENTHAL | | | | | | |
676 | Jesus, Lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
677 | Thou, O Christ, art all I want | | | | | | | |
678 | Once I thought my mountain strong | | | | | | | |
679 | Lord, thou art my Rock of strength | | | | | | | |
680 | "As thy day, thy strength shall be!" | | | | | | | |
681 | When this passing world is done | | | | | | | |
682 | Chosen not for good in me | | | | | | | |
683 | Hasten, Lord, to my release | | | | | | | |
684 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
685 | Come, let us to the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
686 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
687 | As pants the hart for cooling streams | | | | | | | |
688 | Why is my heart so far from Thee | | | | | | | |
689 | O could I find, from day to day | | | | | | | |
690 | How oft, alas, this wretched heart | | | | | | | |
691 | Your harps, ye trembling saints | | | | | | | |
692 | Fastened within the veil | | | | | | | |
693 | The people of His choice | | | | | | | |
694 | We're bound for yonder land | | | | | | | |
695 | Out of the depths of woe | | | | | | | |
696 | Jesus, my Lord, attend | | | | | | | |
697 | Jesus, one word from Thee | | | | | | | |