# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
301 | Lost in a labyrinth of sin | | | | | | | |
302 | By whom shall Jacob now arise | | | | | | | |
303 | Dear Saviour, if these lambs should stray | | | | | | | |
304 | Tho' in the earthly church below | | | | | | | |
305 | Saviour, visit thy plantation | | | | | | | |
306 | Come, Sacred Spirit, from above | | | | | | | |
307 | As, in soft silence, vernal showers | | | | | | | |
308 | See human nature sunk in shame | | | | | | | |
309 | Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye | | | | | | | |
310 | Behold the genial showers descend | | | | | | | |
311 | O Sun of righteousness, arise with healing | | | | | | | |
312 | Gird on, great God, thy sword | | | | | | | |
313 | Blest Lord, behold the guilty scorn | | | | | | | |
314 | All glory to God in the sky | | | | | | | |
315 | O Lord, our languid souls inspire | | | | | | | |
316 | Come, gracious Spirit, heav'nly Dove | | | | | | | |
317 | Thy presence, gracious God, afford | | | | | | | |
318 | Lord, in the temple [temples] of thy grace | | | | | | | |
319 | Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart | | | | | | | |
320 | Holy be this as was the place | | | | | | | |
321 | 'Tis ours to sojourn in a waste | | | | | | | |
322 | Far from my thoughts, vain world, be gone | | | | | | | |
323 | In thy great name, O Lord, we come | | | | | | | |
324 | Happy the saints whose lot is cast | | | | | | | |
325 | Great God, we to thy honor raise | | | | | | | |
326 | Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing | | | | | | | |
327 | Dismiss us with thy blessing, Lord | | | | | | | |
328 | This God is the God we adore | | | | | | | |
329 | Once more, before we part | | | | | | | |
330 | Eternal Sun of righteousness | | | | | | | |
331 | Glory to God on high | | | | | | | |
332 | Alas alas how blind I've been | | | | | | | |
333 | Say, sinner, hath a voice within | | | | | | | |
334 | And does the Spirit kindly move | | | | | | | |
335 | And canst thou, sinner, slight | | | | | | | |
336 | My conscious guilt is now so great | | | | | | | |
337 | Ah what can I a sinner do | | | | | | | |
338 | The voice that bids us all repent | | | | | | | |
339 | Oh, for a glance of heav'nly day | | | | | | | |
340 | Poor sinners! little do they think | | | | | | | |
341 | Long have I walked this dreary road | | | | | | | |
342 | Sinner, behold I've heard thy groan [groans] | | | | | | | |
343 | Great God, to thee I make | | | | | | | |
344 | My former hopes are fled | | | | | | | |
345 | Astonish'd and distress'd | | | | | | | |
346 | Oh, that my load of sin were gone! | | | | | | | |
347 | O Lord, how vile am I | | | | | | | |
348 | Behold the tears that Mary shed | | | | | | | |
349 | When lowering clouds deform the sky | | | | | | | |
350 | Come, ye weary sinners, come | | | | | | | |
351 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
352 | Thou great Physician of the soul | | | | | | | |
353 | Heal us, Immanuel, here we stand | | | | | | | |
354 | Lord, at thy feet we sinners lie | | | | | | | |
355 | Jesus, full of all compassion | | | | | | | |
356 | With kind compassion hear my cry | | | | | | | |
357 | Weary of struggling with my pain | | | | | | | |
358 | I own my guilt, my sins confess | | | | | | | |
359 | Smote by thy [the] law, I'm justly slain | | | | | | | |
360 | Welcome, welcome, dear Redeemer | | | | | | | |
361 | The sinner's flattering dreams are fled | | | | | | | |
362 | What must I do, the jailer cries | | | | | | | |
363 | The castle of the human heart | | | | | | | |
364 | Beneath the poisonous dart | | | | | | | |
365 | "Mercy, O thou son of David!" | | | | | | | |
366 | In sin by blinded passions led | | | | | | | |
367 | Awaked by Sinai's awful sound | | | | | | | |
368 | Thankless the prodigal receives | | | | | | | |
369 | The prodigal with streaming eyes | | | | | | | |
370 | My soul, thy hasty censure spare | | | | | | | |
371 | Beside the gospel pool | | | | | | | |
372 | Far from thy fold, O God, my feet | | | | | | | |
373 | Let carnal minds the world pursue | | | | | | | |
374 | No more I ask, or hope to find | | | | | | | |
375 | Awake, and sing the song | | | | | | | |
376 | Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing | | | | | | | |
377 | Sing, ye redeemed of the Lord | | | | | | | |
378 | Children of the heav'nly King | | | | | | | |
379 | My soul, with humble fervor raise To God the | | | | | | | |
380 | Hail, my ever blessed Jesus | | | | | | | |
381 | I hear a voice that comes from far | | | | | | | |
382 | Ye saints, assist me in my song | | | | | | | |
383 | Surrounded by a frightful gloom | | | | | | | |
384 | Rejoicing now in glorious hope | | | | | | | |
385 | How happy are they | | | | | | | |
386 | Soft be the gently breathing notes | | | | | | | |
387 | The giddy world, with flattering tongue | | | | | | | |
388 | I leave the world with willing feet | | | | | | | |
389 | The new-born child of gospel grace | | | | | | | |
390 | Anxious, I strove to find the way | | | | | | | |
391 | "Rejoice in God," the word commands | | | | | | | |
392 | When renovating grace begins | | | | | | | |
393 | Like Isr'l, safe upon the shore | | | | | | | |
394 | When night descends in sable guise | | | | | | | |
395 | Nature will raise up all her strife | | | | | | | |
396 | The sovereign Father, good and kind | | | | | | | |
397 | The happy in Jesus may sleep | | | | | | | |
398 | Let thy returning Spirit, Lord | | | | | | | |
399 | The Christian voyager strikes the rock | | | | | | | |
400 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |