# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Sinner [sinners] turn, why will ye [you] die | | | | | | | |
d102 | Sinner [sinners], will you [ye] scorn [slight] the message | | | | | | | |
d103 | Sinners, away from Sinai fly | | | | | | | |
d104 | Sinners, hear, for God hath spoken | | | | | | | |
d105 | Sinners, this solemn truth regard | | | | | | | |
d106 | Sinners, you are now addressed | | | | | | | |
d107 | Smote by thy [the] law, I'm justly slain | | | | | | | |
d108 | Soon as from earth I go | | | | | | | |
d109 | Sovereign grace has [hath] power alone | | | | | | | |
d110 | Stop, poor sinner [sinners], stop and think | | | | | | | |
d111 | Terrible God, that [who] reigns on high | | | | | | | |
d112 | Terrible thought, shall I alone | | | | | | | |
d113 | That awful hour will soon appear | | | | | | | |
d114 | The Christian knows his God aright | | | | | | | |
d115 | The cross of Jesus purifies | | | | | | | |
d116 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
d117 | The moment a sinner believes, and trusts in his crucified God | | | | | | | |
d118 | The Son of Man they did betray | | | | | | | |
d119 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
d120 | Think, wordling, think, alas, how vain | | | | | | | |
d121 | This is the field, the world below, In which the sower | | | | | | | |
d122 | Though in the earthly church below | | | | | | | |
d123 | Thus saith the Lord to Ephesus | | | | | | | |
d124 | To seal the universal doom | | | | | | | |
d125 | Today if ye [you] will hear his voice | | | | | | | |
d126 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
d127 | Vain man [men], thy [your] fond pursuits forbear | | | | | | | |
d128 | Weary of struggling with my pain | | | | | | | |
d129 | What scenes of horror and of dread [death] | | | | | | | |
d130 | What wretched fools are they, who hear | | | | | | | |
d131 | When descending from the sky | | | | | | | |
d132 | When Syria's leprous chief | | | | | | | |
d133 | Whene'er a sinner turns to God | | | | | | | |
d134 | While God prolongs the day of grace | | | | | | | |
d135 | Whilst thee I seek, protecting power | | | | | | | |
d136 | Why should you say 'tis yet too soon | | | | | | | |
d137 | Why will ye [you] waste on trifling cares | | | | | | | |
d138 | With aching heart and weeping eyes | | | | | | | |
d139 | With bitter cries, and many tears | | | | | | | |
d140 | With holy fear, and humble song | | | | | | | |
d141 | With radiant beams the sun arose | | | | | | | |
d142 | Ye careless [carnal] professors, who rest on your lees | | | | | | | |
d143 | Ye sons of Adam, vain and young | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]