# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
101 | Ye virgin [waiting] souls, arise | | | | | | | |
102 | Sin has undone our wretched race | | | | | | | |
103 | Thy life I read, my dearest [blessed] [gracious)],Lord | | | | | | | |
104 | Bestow, O [dear] Lord, upon our youth | | | | | | | |
105 | Great God, now condescend | | | | | | | |
106 | Sinners, this solemn truth regard | | | | | | | |
107 | Awaked by Sinai's awful sound | | | | | | | |
108 | Why, O my soul, why weepest thou | | | | | | | |
109 | The Lord will happiness divine on contrite hearts bestow | | | | | | | |
110 | Lord, I lament my wretched heart | | | | | | | |
111 | Astonished and distressed | | | | | | | |
112 | Come, let us now unite to raise | | | | | | | |
113 | Father of mercies, in thine [thy] house | | | | | | | |
114 | All hail, incarnate God, the wondrous things foretold | | | | | | | |
115 | Thee will we praise, eternal King | | | | | | | |
116 | Religion is the chief concern | | | | | | | |
117 | Attend, my soul, the sacred page | | | | | | | |
118 | Jesus, I sing thy matchless [wondrous] grace | | | | | | | |
119 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
120 | I love the windows of thy grace | | | | | | | |
121 | Infinite excellence is thine | | | | | | | |
122 | Ye sin sick souls, dismiss your fears | | | | | | | |
123 | Jesus, the name high over all | | | | | | | |
124 | Behold, the sin atoning Lamb | | | | | | | |
125 | A friend there is, your voices join | | | | | | | |
126 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
127 | Savior divine, we know Thy name | | | | | | | |
128 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
129 | Depraved minds on ashes [trifles] feed | | | | | | | |
130 | Eternal Sovereign, Lord of all | | | | | | | |
131 | Come, ye that [who] know and fear the Lord | | | | | | | |
132 | Happy the heart where graces reign | | | | | | | |
133 | Not with our mortal eyes have we beheld the Lord | | | | | | | |
134 | And have I Christ no love for thee | | | | | | | |
135 | Yes, I would [will] love thee, blessed God | | | | | | | |
136 | Of all the joys we mortals [which creatures] know | | | | | | | |
137 | Ashamed of Christ, my soul disdains | | | | | | | |
138 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers | | | | | | | |
139 | Eternal Spirit, we confess | | | | | | | |
140 | Why should the children of a King | | | | | | | |
141 | Descend from heaven, immortal dove | | | | | | | |
142 | The cause that is for me too hard | | | | | | | |
143 | Come, Holy Spirit, come! | | | | | | | |
144 | Once more we bow before our God; Once more his blessing we ask | | | | | | | |
145 | Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
146 | How helpless guilty [fallen] nature lies | | | | | | | |
147 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
148 | Emptied of earth, I fain would be | | | | | | | |
149 | Blest Jesus, source of grace divine | | | | | | | |
150 | Hear, gracious Sovereign, from thy throne | | | | | | | |
151 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
152 | O God of mercy, hear my [our] call | | | | | | | |
153 | O if my soul was [were] formed for woe | | | | | | | |
154 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
155 | Jesus, since thou art still today as yesterday | | | | | | | |
156 | Ye trembling souls, dismiss your fears | | | | | | | |
157 | Thy way, O God [Lord] is in the sea | | | | | | | |
158 | It is the Lord--enthroned in light | | | | | | | |
159 | Now whilst I try my heart | | | | | | | |
160 | How sweet, how [and] heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
161 | Glory to God, who reigns above | | | | | | | |
162 | Joy is a [the] fruit that will not grow | | | | | | | |
163 | Faith!— 'tis a precious grace | | | | | | | |
164 | Happy beyond description he who fears the Lord his God | | | | | | | |
165 | Do not I love thee, O my Lord [God]? Behold my heart and see | | | | | | | |
166 | O Lord, my best desire [desires] fulfill | | | | | | | |
167 | When gracious Lord, when shall it be | | | | | | | |
168 | O for a shout of sacred joy | | | | | | | |
169 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
170 | Now for a tune [hymn] [song] of lofty praise | | | | | | | |
171 | Come, all [devout] harmonious tongues | | | | | | | |
172 | When some kind shepherd from his [the] fold | | | | | | | |
173 | Who can describe the joys that rise | | | | | | | |
174 | Saints at your heavenly Father's word | | | | | | | |
175 | To God, my Savior and my King, fain would my soul her tribute bring | | | | | | | |
176 | When any turn from Zion's way | | | | | | | |
177 | Naked as from the earth we came | | | | | | | |
178 | Since Jesus freely [purely] did appear | | | | | | | |
179 | Not all the blood of beast [beasts], On Jewish altars | | | | | | | |
180 | Not to condemn the sons of men did Christ the son | | | | | | | |
181 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
182 | My thoughts surmount these lower skies | | | | | | | |
183 | Your harps, ye [you] trembling [mourning] [tearful], saints | | | | | | | |
184 | Lord, thou hast searched, and seen me [us] through | | | | | | | |
185 | Why, mourning soul [souls], why flow these tears | | | | | | | |
186 | O could I find from day to day | | | | | | | |
187 | Thou only Sovereign of my heart | | | | | | | |
188 | God is a spirit, just and wise | | | | | | | |
189 | My spirit looks to God alone My rock and refuge | | | | | | | |
190 | O could I find some peaceful bower | | | | | | | |
191 | Lord, I confess my guilt and shame | | | | | | | |
192 | Lord! I would be a child of thine | | | | | | | |
193 | Hence from my soul, sad thoughts, begone | | | | | | | |
194 | Hear this ye favorites of the Lord | | | | | | | |
195 | Now let our souls, on wings sublime | | | | | | | |
196 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
197 | Lord, we confess our numerous faults | | | | | | | |
198 | Now to the power of God Supreme | | | | | | | |
199 | Salvation is forever nigh | | | | | | | |
200 | Hungry, and faint and poor | | | | | | | |