# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
300 | Pensive, doubting, fearful heart | | | | | | | |
301 | When darkness long has veiled my mind | | | | | | | |
302 | Afflicted saint, to Christ draw near | THERON | | | | | | |
303 | Who is the trembling sinner, who | | | | | | | |
304 | 'Tis to his spouse that Jesus speaks | | | | | | | |
305 | His master taken from his head | | | | | | | |
306 | Courage, my soul, behold the prize | | | | | | | |
307 | By the poor widow's oil and meal | | | | | | | |
308 | A Friend there is--your voices join | | | | | | | |
309 | Our God, how firm his promise stands | | | | | | | |
310 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
311 | The Lamb is exalted repentence to give | | | | | | | |
312 | The hope set before us is Jesus the Lord | | | | | | | |
313 | Cheer up, ye trembling souls | | | | | | | |
314 | Your harps, ye trembling saints | | | | | | | |
315 | Hark, my soul! It is the Lord | | | | | | | |
316 | Christ is mine, and I am his | | | | | | | |
317 | Lord, how many are my foes! | | | | | | | |
318 | For us the dear Redeemer died | | | | | | | |
319 | 'Twas when the seas, with horrid roar | | | | | | | |
320 | It shall be well, let Zion know | | | | | | | |
321 | A Sov'reign Protector I have | | | | | | | |
322 | Let those who inhabit the Rock | | | | | | | |
323 | Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears | | | | | | | |
324 | With Christ in God your life is hid | | | | | | | |
325 | Does the gospel word proclaim | | | | | | | |
326 | Lord! for ever at thy side | | | | | | | |
327 | In heaven my choicest treasure lies | | | | | | | |
328 | For weary saints a rest remains | | | | | | | |
329 | Come hither, all ye weary souls | | | | | | | |
330 | Great Rock, for weary travelers made | | | | | | | |
331 | Sweet is the work, my God, my King | | | | | | | |
332a | Where must a weary sinner go | | | | | | | |
332b | Where must a weary sinner go | | | | | | | |
333 | O land of rest, for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
334 | From east to west let others roam | | | | | | | |
335 | My dearest friends, in bonds of love | | | | | | | |
336 | O happy day, when saints shall meet | | | | | | | |
337 | Come, Christian brethren, ere we part | | | | | | | |
338 | When shall we all meet again? | | | | | | | |
339 | As the sun's enlivening eye | | | | | | | |
340a | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
340b | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
341 | Hear what God the Lord hath spoken | | | | | | | |
342 | Let thy kingdom, blessed Saviour | | | | | | | |
343 | How did my heart rejoice to hear | | | | | | | |
344 | The Lord of glory is my light | | | | | | | |
345 | What shall I render to my God | | | | | | | |
346 | Let Zion and her Sons rejoice | | | | | | | |
347 | A garden fenced from common earth | | | | | | | |
348 | My God, what endless pleasures dwell | | | | | | | |
349 | When saint to saint, in days of old | | | | | | | |
350 | Zion's a city fair God hath blessed | | | | | | | |
351 | How pleasant, how divinely fair | | | | | | | |
352 | God is the refuge of his saints | | | | | | | |
353 | How lovely, how divinely sweet | | | | | | | |
354 | Kindred in Christ, for his dear sake | | | | | | | |
355 | The church of God is fair | | | | | | | |
356 | Far as thy name is known | | | | | | | |
357 | How charming is the place | | | | | | | |
358 | Glad was my heart to hear | | | | | | | |
359 | To God, the only wise | | | | | | | |
360 | My soul, take courage from the Lord | | | | | | | |
361 | Regard, great God! my mournful prayer | | | | | | | |
362 | Sprinkled with reconciling blood | | | | | | | |
363 | Lord, I cannot let thee go | | | | | | | |
364 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
365 | Dear Lord! to us assembled here | | | | | | | |
366 | Approach, my soul, the mercy seat | | | | | | | |
367 | A crumb of mercy, Lord, I crave | | | | | | | |
368 | My business lies at wisdom's gate | | | | | | | |
369 | Dear Shepherd of thy people, here | | | | | | | |
370 | Lord! let me see thy beauteous face! | | | | | | | |
371 | Alas! what hourly dangers rise! | | | | | | | |
372 | Breathe from the gentle South, O Lord | | | | | | | |
373 | One thing, with all my soul's desire | | | | | | | |
374 | Whilst thee I seek, protecting Power! | | | | | | | |
375 | Now, Lord, inspire the preacher's heart | | | | | | | |
376 | Behold the Throne of Grace! | | | | | | | |
377 | In thee, O Lord, I trust | | | | | | | |
378 | When overwhelmed with grief | | | | | | | |
379 | Hungry, and faint, and poor | | | | | | | |
380 | Saviour, visit thy plantation | | | | | | | |
381 | Children of the heav'nly King | | | | | | | |
382 | Christ, exalted, is our song | | | | | | | |
383 | I will praise thee every day | | | | | | | |
384 | Glory to God on high! | | | | | | | |
385 | Come, thou Almighty King | | | | | | | |
386a | Come, thou Fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
386b | Come, thou Fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
387 | Thy mercy, Lord, we praise | | | | | | | |
388 | Prepare a thankful song | | | | | | | |
389 | Awake, and sing the song | | | | | | | |
390 | O, for a thousand tongues to sing | | | | | | | |
391 | For mercies, countless as the sands | | | | | | | |
392 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs | | | | | | | |
393 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
394 | How strange is the course that a Christian must steer | | | | | | | |
395 | O, could I speak the matchless worth | | | | | | | |
396 | What hath God wrought! might Israel say | | | | | | | |