# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
CI | How large the promise, how divine | | | | | | | |
CII | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
CIII | Plunged in a gulf of dark despair | | | | | | | |
CIV | Father, how wide thy glory shines! | | | | | | | |
CV | Dearest of all the names above | | | | | | | |
CVI | Firm as the earth thy Gospel stands | | | | | | | |
CVII | I'm not ashamed to own my Lord | | | | | | | |
CVIII | All hail, the power of Jesus' name! | CORONATION | | | | | | |
CIX | Salvation! O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
CX | Behold! the mountain of the Lord | | | | | | | |
CXI | Sing, ye redeemed of the Lord | | | | | | | |
CXII | Blest are the souls that hear and know | | | | | | | |
CXIII | Joy to the world, the Lord is come | | | | | | | |
CXIV | Come, ye that love the Saviour's name | | | | | | | |
CXV | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
CXVI | Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands | | | | | | | |
CXVII | My God, the spring of all my joys | | | | | | | |
CXVIII | From thee, my God, my joys shall rise | | | | | | | |
CXIX | Daughter of Sion, from the dust | | | | | | | |
CXX | O, for a shout of sacred joy | | | | | | | |
CXXI | A glory gilds the sacred page | | | | | | | |
CXXII | On Jordan's stormy banks I stand | | | | | | | |
CXXIII | Give me the wings of faith to rise | | | | | | | |
CXXIV | The Lord of glory is my light | | | | | | | |
CXXV | Awake my soul to sound his praise | | | | | | | |
CXXVI | This is the day the Lord hath made | | | | | | | |
CXXVII | With my whole heart I've sought thy face | | | | | | | |
CXXVIII | Arise, O King of grace, arise | | | | | | | |
CXXIX | Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray | | | | | | | |
CXXX | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
CXXXI | O! for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
CXXXII | How sweet and awful is the place | | | | | | | |
CXXXIII | God, my supporter and my hope | | | | | | | |
CXXXIV | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
CXXXV | O God of Bethel, by whose hand | | | | | | | |
CXXXVI | The promise of my Father's love | | | | | | | |
CXXXVII | Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims | | | | | | | |
CXXXVIII | The Saviour! Oh, what endless charms | | | | | | | |
CXXXIX | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
CXL | O! for a thousand tongues to sing | | | | | | | |
CXLI | According to thy gracious word | | | | | | | |
CXLII | God of my life, look gently down | | | | | | | |
CXLIII | Out of the deeps of long distress | | | | | | | |
CXLIV | O Thou, whose tender mercy hears | | | | | | | |
CXLV | Why do we mourn departing friends | | | | | | | |
CXLVI | Behold thy waiting servant, Lord | | | | | | | |
CXLVII | When all thy mercies, O my God | | | | | | | |
CXLVIII | Jesus, with all thy saints above | | | | | | | |
CXLIX | Hail, mighty Jesus, how divine | | | | | | | |
CL | Hark! the glad sound, the Saviour comes | | | | | | | |
CLI | How glorious is the sacred place | | | | | | | |
CLII | Lo! what a glorious sight appears | | | | | | | |
CLIII | Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart | | | | | | | |
CLIV | I saw one hanging on a tree | | | | | | | |
CLV | Alas! and did my Saviour bleed | | | | | | | |
CLVI | Jesus, my Saviour, bind me fast | | | | | | | |
CLVII | My times of sorrow and of joy | | | | | | | |
CLVIII | While thee I seek, protecting Power | | | | | | | |
CLIX | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
CLX | Come, let us join our cheerful songs | | | | | | | |
CLXI | Early, my God, without delay | | | | | | | |
CLXII | There is a fountain filled with blood | COWPER | | | | | | |
CLXIII | Behold what condescending love | | | | | | | |
CLXIV | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
CLXV | The Lord my Shepherd is | | | | | | | |
CLXVI | Not all the blood of beasts | | | | | | | |
CLXVII | Behold, what wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
CLXVIII | How charming is the place | | | | | | | |
CLXIX | I hear thy word with love | | | | | | | |
CLXX | O! bless the Lord, my soul | | | | | | | |
CLXXI | My soul, repeat his praise | | | | | | | |
CLXXII | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
CLXXIII | Great is the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
CLXXIV | Far as thy name is known | | | | | | | |
CLXXV | The God Jehovah reigns | | | | | | | |
CLXXVI | See what a living stone | | | | | | | |
CLXXVII | Come, we that love the Lord | | | | | | | |
CLXXVIII | Come, sound his praise abroad | | | | | | | |
CLXXIX | Grace! 't is a charming sound | | | | | | | |
CLXXX | Raise your triumphant songs | | | | | | | |
CLXXXI | Come, Holy Spirit, come | | | | | | | |
CLXXXII | O! blessed souls are they | | | | | | | |
CLXXXIII | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
CLXXXIV | Is this the kind return | | | | | | | |
CLXXXV | Your harps, ye trembling saints | | | | | | | |
CLXXXVI | O Lord, our heavenly King | | | | | | | |
CLXXXVII | Behold the morning sun | | | | | | | |
CLXXXVIII | To God the only wise | | | | | | | |
CLXXXIX | My soul, be on thy guard | | | | | | | |
CXC | Awake, and sing the song | | | | | | | |
CXCI | My God, my life, my love | | | | | | | |
CXCII | Like sheep we went astray | | | | | | | |
CXCIII | Welcome sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
CXCIV | Prepare me, gracious God | | | | | | | |
CXCV | I lift my soul to God | | | | | | | |
CXCVI | Let sinners take their course | | | | | | | |
CXCVII | How heavy is the night | | | | | | | |
CXCVIII | And must this body die | KENTUCKY | | | | | | |
CXCIX | Blest are the sons of peace | | | | | | | |
CC | Not with our mortal eyes | | | | | | | |