# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
200 | Ah! but for free and sovereign grace | | | | | | | |
201 | Grace! 'tis a charming sound! | | | | | | | |
202 | Now may the Lord reveal his face | | | | | | | |
203 | Free grace! melodious sound! | | | | | | | |
204 | Self-righteous souls on works rely | | | | | | | |
205 | Jesus is our great salvation | | | | | | | |
206 | How sovereign is the love of God | | | | | | | |
207 | Father, how wide thy glory shines! | | | | | | | |
208 | Jesus, Lover of thy nation | | | | | | | |
209 | Grace, like a fountain, ever flows | | | | | | | |
210 | Shall we go on to sin? | | | | | | | |
211 | Now to the power of God supreme | | | | | | | |
212 | Why does your face, ye humble souls | | | | | | | |
213 | Salvation! O, the joyful sound! | | | | | | | |
214 | Dear Lord! remember me | | | | | | | |
215 | Free grace to every heaven-born soul | | | | | | | |
216 | Lord, come in thy appointed ways | | | | | | | |
217 | Let Zion, in her songs, record | | | | | | | |
218 | Mercy is welcome news indeed | | | | | | | |
219 | Now for a wondrous song | | | | | | | |
220 | No prophet, nor dreamer of dreams | | | | | | | |
221 | Ye children of God, by faith in his Son | | | | | | | |
222 | What makes mistaken men afraid | | | | | | | |
223 | Lord, pity outcasts, vile and base | | | | | | | |
224 | Grace is Jehovah's sovereign will | | | | | | | |
225 | Faith! 'tis a precious grace | | | | | | | |
226 | Faith is the brightest evidence | | | | | | | |
227 | From whence this fear and unbelief? | | | | | | | |
228 | Faith owes its birth to sovereign grace | | | | | | | |
229 | Omnipotent Lord! my Saviour and King | | | | | | | |
230 | Why should my fears so far prevail | | | | | | | |
231 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
232 | Begone, unbelief, my Saviour is near | | | | | | | |
233 | The sinner that truly believes | | | | | | | |
234 | He that believeth Christ the Lord | | | | | | | |
235 | In all our worst afflictions | | | | | | | |
236 | Faith's a convincing proof | | | | | | | |
237a | Let us ask the important question | | | | | | | |
153b | And why, dear Saviour, tell me why | | | | | | | |
237b | Great High Priest, we view thee stooping | | | | | | | |
238 | With melting heart, and weeping eyes | | | | | | | |
239 | The Lamb is exalted repentance to give | | | | | | | |
240 | What various ways do men invent | | | | | | | |
241 | Repentance is a gift bestow'd | | | | | | | |
242 | Good hope, thro' grace, the saints possess | | | | | | | |
243 | Great Father of glory, how rich is thy grace! | | | | | | | |
244 | Our Jesus is the god of hope | | | | | | | |
245 | We travel through a barren land | | | | | | | |
246 | My gracious Redeemer I love | | | | | | | |
247 | O Lord, I would delight in thee | | | | | | | |
248 | Jesus, Lord, we look to thee | | | | | | | |
249 | O love divine, how sweet thou art! | | | | | | | |
250 | Though justly of wrongs we complain | | | | | | | |
251 | When Jesus, with his mighty love | | | | | | | |
252 | Fear is a grace which ever dwells | | | | | | | |
253 | To Canaan art thou bound? | | | | | | | |
254 | The fear of the Lord our days will prolong | | | | | | | |
255 | Happy the men that fear the Lord | | | | | | | |
256 | In vain men talk of living faith | | | | | | | |
257 | Ye humble souls, complain no more | | | | | | | |
258 | Jesus, Source of our salvation | | | | | | | |
259 | O Lord, my best desire fulfil | | | | | | | |
260 | And can my heart aspire so high | | | | | | | |
261 | It is the Lord, enthroned in light | | | | | | | |
262 | Thou Fountain of bliss, thy smile I entreat | | | | | | | |
263 | Jesus, the glorious Head of grace | | | | | | | |
264 | Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone | | | | | | | |
265 | Lord, what a heaven of saving grace | | | | | | | |
266 | Hence from my soul, sad thoughts, be gone | | | | | | | |
267 | Children of the heavenly King | | | | | | | |
268 | If Jesus kindly say | | | | | | | |
269 | Now shall my inward joys arise | | | | | | | |
270 | Gird thy loins up, Christian soldier | | | | | | | |
271 | My Captain sounds the alarm of war | | | | | | | |
272 | Dearest Saviour! we adore thee | | | | | | | |
273 | Pensive doubting, fearful heart | | | | | | | |
274 | The Lord in Zion reigns | | | | | | | |
275 | Let me, thou sovereign Lord of all | | | | | | | |
276 | Elijah's example declares | | | | | | | |
277 | Now I see, whate'er betide | | | | | | | |
278 | I know the Lord is nigh | | | | | | | |
279 | How shall I pour out my complaint | | | | | | | |
280 | Will my doubting ne'er be o'er? | | | | | | | |
281 | The Lord will happiness divine | | | | | | | |
282 | 'Tis my happiness below | | | | | | | |
283 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
284 | When shall all my sorrows end? | | | | | | | |
285 | O for a heart to seek my God | | | | | | | |
286 | Pilgrims we are, to Canaan bound | | | | | | | |
287 | Innumerable foes | | | | | | | |
288 | When the poor prisoner, through a grate | | | | | | | |
289 | Thus far my God hath led me on | | | | | | | |
290 | Dangers of every shape and name | | | | | | | |
291 | How prome the mind to search for ill | | | | | | | |
292 | Amidst ten thousand dangers | | | | | | | |
293 | Encompass'd with clouds of distress | | | | | | | |
294 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
295 | I ask'd the Lord that I might grow | | | | | | | |
296 | The wandering star and fleeting wind | | | | | | | |
297 | Jehovah hath said, 'tis left on record | | | | | | | |