# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
301 | Glory to God who walks the sky | | | | | | | |
302 | Come, we that love the Lord | | | | | | | |
303 | Where shall the man be found | | | | | | | |
304 | Thy mercies fill the earth, O Lord | | | | | | | |
305 | Why do the wealthy wicked boast | | | | | | | |
306 | Blest is the man whose bowels move | | | | | | | |
307 | That man is blest who stands in awe | | | | | | | |
308 | Thrice happy man who fears the Lord | | | | | | | |
309 | Happy is he that fears the Lord | | | | | | | |
310 | Happy the heart where graces reign | | | | | | | |
311 | My God what endless pleasures dwell | | | | | | | |
312 | Not with our mortal eyes | | | | | | | |
313 | Lo! what an entertaining sight | | | | | | | |
314 | Now by the bowels of my God | | | | | | | |
315 | Not different food, or different dress | | | | | | | |
316 | Let Pharisees of high esteem | | | | | | | |
317 | Behold the love, the generous love | | | | | | | |
318 | God of my mercy and my praise | | | | | | | |
319 | Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews | | | | | | | |
320 | O 'tis a lovely thing to see | | | | | | | |
321 | Thus I resolv'd before the Lord | | | | | | | |
322 | Behold the wretch whose lust and wine | | | | | | | |
323 | O God of mercy! hear my call | | | | | | | |
324 | Is this the kind return | | | | | | | |
325 | And are we wretches yet alive? | | | | | | | |
326 | Oh, if my soul was form'd for two | | | | | | | |
327 | Alas! and did my Saviour bleed | | | | | | | |
328 | Who can describe the joys that rise | | | | | | | |
329 | O thou whose grace and justice reign | | | | | | | |
330 | Saints at your heavenly Father's word | | | | | | | |
331 | Naked as from the earth we came | | | | | | | |
332 | Let those who bear the Christian name | | | | | | | |
333 | God is a Spirit just and wise | | | | | | | |
334 | The Lord, the Judge, his churches warns | | | | | | | |
335 | Thou art my portion, O my God | | | | | | | |
336 | My God, what inward grief I feel | | | | | | | |
337 | Lord, thou hast seen my soul sincere | | | | | | | |
338 | My spirit looks to God alone | | | | | | | |
339 | I'm not asham'd to own my Lord | | | | | | | |
340 | Do I believe what Jesus saith | | | | | | | |
341 | Come, holy Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
342 | Eternal Spirit! we confess | | | | | | | |
343 | Why should the children of a King | | | | | | | |
344 | Descend from heaven, immortal Dove | | | | | | | |
345 | Show pity, Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
346 | I lift my soul to God | | | | | | | |
347 | How vain are all things here below! | | | | | | | |
348 | Up to the fields where angels lie | | | | | | | |
349 | My soul forsakes her vain delight | | | | | | | |
350 | I send the joys of earth away | | | | | | | |
351 | O that thy statutes every hour | | | | | | | |
352 | Shall we go on to sin | | | | | | | |
353 | And now the scales have left mine eyes | | | | | | | |
354 | O happy soul! that lives on high | | | | | | | |
355 | How can I sink with such a prop | | | | | | | |
356 | Give me the wings of faith to rise | | | | | | | |
357 | Awake, our souls, away, our fears | | | | | | | |
358 | Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears | | | | | | | |
359 | For ever blessed be the Lord | | | | | | | |
360 | When pain and anguish seize me, Lord | | | | | | | |
361 | My trust is in my heavenly friend | | | | | | | |
362 | Who will arise and plead my right | | | | | | | |
363 | Save me, O Lord, from every foe | | | | | | | |
364 | Thou God of love, thou ever-blest | | | | | | | |
365 | O thou. whose justice reigns on high | | | | | | | |
366 | My heart rejoices in thy name | | | | | | | |
367 | The Lord appears my helper now | | | | | | | |
368 | My righteous Judge, my gracious God | | | | | | | |
369 | O God, my refuge, hear my cries | | | | | | | |
370 | My drowsy powers, why sleep ye so? | | | | | | | |
371 | My heart, how dreadful hard it is! | | | | | | | |
372 | Mine eyes and my desire | | | | | | | |
373 | Dear Lord, behold our sore distress | | | | | | | |
374 | How long wilt thou conceal thy face? | | | | | | | |
375 | Why is my heart so far from thee | | | | | | | |
376 | How long, O Lord, shall I complain | | | | | | | |
377 | My soul lies cleaving to the dust | | | | | | | |
378 | My God, consider my distress | | | | | | | |
379 | Admidst thy wrath remember love | | | | | | | |
380 | From age to age exalt his name | | | | | | | |
381 | O God of grace and righteousness | | | | | | | |
382 | Lord, thou hast call'd thy grace to mind | | | | | | | |
383 | O thou that hear'st when sinners cry | | | | | | | |
384 | Infinite grief! amazing wo! | | | | | | | |
385 | Thee will I love, O Lord, my strength | | | | | | | |
386 | I waited patient for the Lord | | | | | | | |
387 | When overwhelm'd with grief | | | | | | | |
388 | Now let the Lord my Saviour smile | | | | | | | |
389 | Bless'd are the humble souls that see | | | | | | | |
390 | How vast the treasure we possess! | | | | | | | |
391 | Lord! what a wretched land is this | | | | | | | |
392 | How full of anguish is the thought | | | | | | | |
393 | My God, the spring of all my joys | | | | | | | |
394 | Return, O God of love, return | | | | | | | |
395 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
396 | I cannot bear thine absense, Lord | | | | | | | |
397 | Happy the man, whose cautious feet | | | | | | | |
398 | The man is ever blest | | | | | | | |
399 | Blest are the undefil'd in heart | | | | | | | |
400 | Blest is the man who shuns the place | | | | | | | |