# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
501 | What mighty man, or mighty God | | | | | | | |
502 | 'I lift my banners,' saith the Lord | | | | | | | |
503 | We sing the glories of thy love | | | | | | | |
504 | Let mortal tongues attempt to sing | | | | | | | |
505 | In Gabriel's hand a mighty stone | | | | | | | |
506 | When God reveal'd his gracious name | | | | | | | |
507 | When God restor'd our captive state | | | | | | | |
508 | Lord, I will bless thee all my days | | | | | | | |
509 | I'll bless the Lord from day to day | | | | | | | |
510 | Now shall my solemn vows be paid | | | | | | | |
511 | To God the great, the ever-blest | | | | | | | |
512 | Let Zion and her sons rejoice | | | | | | | |
513 | Great God, whose universal sway | | | | | | | |
514 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
515 | I'll speak the honours of my King | | | | | | | |
516 | Now be my heart inspir'd to sing | | | | | | | |
517 | Thus the eternal Father spake | | | | | | | |
518 | Thus the great Lord of earth and sea | | | | | | | |
519 | Jesus, our Lord, ascend thy throne | | | | | | | |
520 | Now be the God of Israel bless'd | | | | | | | |
521 | Lo, what a glorious sight appears | | | | | | | |
522 | O all ye nations, praise the Lord | | | | | | | |
523 | From all that dwell below the skies | | | | | | | |
524 | Thy name, almighty Lord | | | | | | | |
525 | 'Twas the commission of the Lord | | | | | | | |
526 | Do we not know that solemn word | | | | | | | |
527 | How large the promise, how divine | | | | | | | |
528 | Gentiles by nature, we belong | | | | | | | |
529 | Thus saith the mercy of the Lord | | | | | | | |
530 | The promise was divinely free | | | | | | | |
531 | Thus did the sons of Abrah'm pass | | | | | | | |
532 | My Saviour God, my Sovereign Prince | | | | | | | |
533 | 'Twas on that dark, that doleful night | | | | | | | |
534 | Jesus invites his saints | | | | | | | |
535 | The promise of my Father's love | | | | | | | |
536 | How condescending, and how kind | | | | | | | |
537 | Let us adore th' eternal Word | | | | | | | |
538 | Jesus is gone above the skies | | | | | | | |
539 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
540 | Come, let us join a joyful tune | | | | | | | |
541 | Let all our tongues be one | | | | | | | |
542 | Nature with open volume stands | | | | | | | |
543 | Lord, how divine thy comforts are | | | | | | | |
544 | How rich are thy provisions, Lord! | | | | | | | |
545 | How sweet and awful is the place | | | | | | | |
546 | Now have our hearts embrac'd our God | | | | | | | |
547 | The memory of our dying Lord | | | | | | | |
548 | Now let our pains be all forgot | | | | | | | |
549 | We sing th' amazing deeds | | | | | | | |
550 | Jesus, we bow before thy feet | | | | | | | |
551 | At thy command, our dearest Lord | | | | | | | |
552 | Lord, we adore thy bounteous hand | | | | | | | |
553 | Come, let us lift our voices high | | | | | | | |
554 | Our spirits join t' adore the Lamb | | | | | | | |
555 | Sitting around our Father's board | | | | | | | |
556 | Father, we wait to feel thy grace | | | | | | | |
557 | How are thy glories here display'd | | | | | | | |
558 | Let him embrace my soul, and prove | | | | | | | |
559 | Thou whom my soul admires above | | | | | | | |
560 | Behold the Rose of Sharon here | | | | | | | |
561 | The voice of my Beloved sounds | | | | | | | |
562 | Hark! the Redeemer from on high | | | | | | | |
563 | Often I seek my Lord by night | | | | | | | |
564 | Daughters of Zion, come, behold | | | | | | | |
565 | Kind is the speech of Christ our Lord | | | | | | | |
566 | We are a garden wall'd around | | | | | | | |
567 | The wondering world enquires to know | | | | | | | |
568 | When strangers stand and hear me tell | | | | | | | |
569 | Now in the galleries of his grace | | | | | | | |
570 | Who is this fair one in distress | | | | | | | |
571 | God of the morning, at whose voice | | | | | | | |
572 | Once more, my soul, the rising day | | | | | | | |
573 | O Lord, how many are my foes | | | | | | | |
574 | My God, how endless is thy love! | | | | | | | |
575 | My God, accept my early vows | | | | | | | |
576 | Hosanna, with a cheerful sound | | | | | | | |
577 | Thus far the Lord has led me on | | | | | | | |
578 | Dread Sov'reign, let my evening song | | | | | | | |
579 | Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray | | | | | | | |
580 | Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er | | | | | | | |
581 | 'Twas in the watches of the night | | | | | | | |
582 | Good is the Lord, the heavenly King | | | | | | | |
583 | 'Tis by thy strength the mountains stand | | | | | | | |
584 | Let Zion praise the mighty God | | | | | | | |
585 | With songs and honours sounding loud | | | | | | | |
586 | Give to the Lord, ye sons of fame | | | | | | | |
587 | Sing to the Lord, ye heavenly hosts | | | | | | | |
588 | Almighty Ruler of the skies | | | | | | | |
589 | Children, in years and knowledge young | | | | | | | |
590 | Come, children, learn to fear the Lord | | | | | | | |
591 | Must all the charms of nature then | | | | | | | |
592 | Now in the heat of youthful blood | | | | | | | |
593 | Ye sons of Adam, vain and young | | | | | | | |
594 | Lo, the young tribes of Adam rise | | | | | | | |
595 | Lord, if thine eyes survey our faults | | | | | | | |
596 | My God, my everlasting hope | | | | | | | |
597 | God of my childhood and my youth | | | | | | | |
598 | Why doth the Lord stand off so far | | | | | | | |
599 | Help, Lord, for men of virtue fail | | | | | | | |
600 | Lord, if thou dost not soon appear | | | | | | | |