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| d1 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? And did my Sovereign die? | | | | | | | |
| d2 | Almost persuaded, Jesus to take | | | | | | | |
| d3 | Away from the comforts and joys | | | | | | | |
| d4 | Christ, my perfect Savior | | | | | | | |
| d5 | Claim me for thy service | | | | | | | |
| d6 | Eye hath not seen, ear hath not heard | | | | | | | |
| d7 | Fill us with thyself, O Spirit | | | | | | | |
| d8 | For Jesus' sake help me to be | | | | | | | |
| d9 | From thy dear pierced side | | | | | | | |
| d10 | Go tell the gospel story | | | | | | | |
| d11 | Great God, what do I [we] see and hear | | | | | | | |
| d12 | Have you come to Christ the Savior | | | | | | | |
| d13 | Have you heard, have you heard of that [the] sun-bright [heavenly] clime | | | | | | | |
| d14 | Hear the Master's loving call | | | | | | | |
| d15 | Heirs of salvation, saved by the blood | | | | | | | |
| d16 | How heavy my load, how sinful my heart | | | | | | | |
| d17 | How sweet is the message of love | | | | | | | |
| d18 | I am redeemed through Jesus' blood | | | | | | | |
| d19 | I am with thee, o how precious | | | | | | | |
| d20 | I have work enough to do, Ere the sun goes down | | | | | | | |
| d21 | I long to behold him arrayed with glory | | | | | | | |
| d22 | I shall see him, I shall see him in the morning | | | | | | | |
| d23 | I'm glad Jesus loves me | | | | | | | |
| d24 | In the mountains of sin one weary sheep | | | | | | | |
| d25 | In the valley of decision There are multitudes today | | | | | | | |
| d26 | It may not be on the mountain [mountain's] height, Or over the stormy sea | | | | | | | |
| d27 | Jesus died upon the tree | | | | | | | |
| d28 | Jesus is tenderly calling, All who are oppressed | | | | | | | |
| d29 | Lord, I hear of [that] [the] showers of blessing | | | | | | | |
| d30 | Love for guilty sinners | | | | | | | |
| d31 | More likeness to Jesus | | | | | | | |
| d32 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
| d33 | Never a trial, never a care | | | | | | | |
| d34 | Not all the blood of beast [beasts], On Jewish altars | | | | | | | |
| d35 | O lift up your hands, ye servants | | | | | | | |
| d36 | O what must I do to be saved | | | | | | | |
| d37 | O where will you hide | | | | | | | |
| d38 | Old time in its hurry is passing along | | | | | | | |
| d39 | On the rude cross he died | | | | | | | |
| d40 | So near to the kingdom, yet what dost thou lack | | | | | | | |
| d41 | Soul, art thou rebelling | | | | | | | |
| d42 | The blood of Christ was shed for thee | | | | | | | |
| d43 | The dear old book is a book of truth | | | | | | | |
| d44 | The judgment day is coming | | | | | | | |
| d45 | The trumpet of God very soon will be | | | | | | | |
| d46 | The voice of Jesus calls you | | | | | | | |
| d47 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
| d48 | There is cleansing for all | | | | | | | |
| d49 | This may be the last call, brother | | | | | | | |
| d50 | Though by foes we are assailed | | | | | | | |
| d51 | Though my sins are as deep as the ocean | | | | | | | |
| d52 | Through the dark and dreary day | | | | | | | |
| d53 | 'Tis true there's a beautiful city | | | | | | | |
| d54 | Turn not away from the message of love | | | | | | | |
| d55 | 'Twas love, 'twas love | | | | | | | |
| d56 | We long for the showers of blessing | | | | | | | |
| d57 | When Moses and the Isr'lites [his people] [his soldiers] | | | | | | | |
| d58 | Where are the sheaves you have gathered | | | | | | | |
| d59 | Why dost thou falter | | | | | | | |
| d60 | Would you walk in the narrow way | | | | | | | |
| d61 | Yet there is room, the Lamb's bright hall of song | | | | | | | |
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