# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
301 | Praise the Lord - his glory bless | | | | | | | |
302 | Praise, oh praise the name divine | | | | | | | |
303 | On thy church, O power divine | | | | | | | |
304 | Praise to God - immortal praise | | | | | | | |
305 | To thy pastures, fair and large | | | | | | | |
306 | Give us room, that we may dwell | | | | | | | |
307 | Hark! the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
308 | Wake the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
309 | Lord of hosts, to thee we raise | | | | | | | |
310 | Holy Bible, thou art ours | | | | | | | |
311 | He shall countless blessings find | | | | | | | |
312 | Heralds of the King of kings | | | | | | | |
313 | Saviour, bless thy word to all | | | | | | | |
314 | Bread of heaven! on thee we feed | | | | | | | |
315 | Many woes had Christ endured | | | | | | | |
316 | Bright and joyful is the morn | | | | | | | |
317 | Hark! the herald angels sing | | | | | | | |
318 | Son of God, thy blessing grant | | | | | | | |
319 | Glorious Lord, with heavenly powers | | | | | | | |
320 | Jesus, lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
321 | Stand up, and bless the Lord | | | | | | | |
322 | We sing the glories of thy love | | | | | | | |
323 | How honored is the place | | | | | | | |
324 | The present moment flies, and bears our life away | | | | | | | |
325 | Behold! the grace appears | | | | | | | |
326 | Rejoice in Jesus's birth! | | | | | | | |
327 | We come with joyful song | | | | | | | |
328 | Like sheep we went astray | | | | | | | |
329 | Jesus, the conqueror reigns | | | | | | | |
330 | We lift our hearts to thee | | | | | | | |
331 | Jesus, the truth, the way | | | | | | | |
332 | Firm and unmoved are they | | | | | | | |
333 | And will the God of grace | | | | | | | |
334 | O Lord, our heavenly King | | | | | | | |
335 | Not with our mortal eyes | | | | | | | |
336 | Our heavenly Father, hear | | | | | | | |
337 | O God of boundless grace | | | | | | | |
338 | Exalt the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
339 | The Lord Jehovah reigns | | | | | | | |
340 | Ye servants of the Lord | | | | | | | |
341 | Ye messengers of Christ | | | | | | | |
342 | Behold! what wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
343 | Shall we go on to sin | | | | | | | |
344 | Hungry and faint and poor | | | | | | | |
345 | Come, gracious Saviour, come | | | | | | | |
346 | Great God, at thy command | | | | | | | |
347 | Oh bless the Lord, my soul! | | | | | | | |
348 | O Land of rest for which I sigh | | | | | | | |
349 | My soul, repeat his praise | | | | | | | |
350 | See what a living stone | | | | | | | |
351 | Meekly in Jordan's ancient stream | | | | | | | |
352 | In Jordan's wave the Baptist stands | | | | | | | |
353 | Glory to God! our Saviour lies | | | | | | | |
354 | Faith is the brightest evidence | | | | | | | |
355 | 'Tis faith that purifies thet heart | | | | | | | |
356 | Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
357 | 'Tis faith surmounts these lower skies | | | | | | | |
358 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
359 | Not to condemn the sons of men | | | | | | | |
360 | Come! said Jesus' sacred voice | | | | | | | |
361 | Sinner! rouse thee from thy sleep | | | | | | | |
362 | Depths of mercy! - can there be | | | | | | | |
363 | Hear, O sinner, mercy hails you | | | | | | | |
364 | Hail, thou happy morn, so glorious | | | | | | | |
365 | Broad is the road that leads to death | | | | | | | |
366 | Shall God invite you from above? | | | | | | | |
367 | Hark! from the cross a voice of peace | | | | | | | |
368 | The Saviour calls let every ear | | | | | | | |
369 | All ye, who feel distressed for sin | | | | | | | |
370 | Sinners, the voice of God regard | | | | | | | |
371 | Sinners, behold the Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
372 | Oh, cease! the wandring soul | | | | | | | |
373 | Now yesterday's away! | | | | | | | |
374 | Is this the kind return | | | | | | | |
375 | Ye wretched hungry, starving poor | | | | | | | |
376 | How much the drooping hearts revive | | | | | | | |
377 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
378 | How free and boundless is the grace | | | | | | | |
379 | Asham'd of Christ! our souls disdain | | | | | | | |
380 | Hosanna to our conquering King! | | | | | | | |
381 | Ye men and angels, witness now | | | | | | | |
382 | Awake, my soul- stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
383 | Show pity, Lord-O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
384 | Up to the fields where angels lie | | | | | | | |
385 | Arise, in all thy splendor, Lord | | | | | | | |
386 | Sovereign of worlds! display thy power | | | | | | | |
387 | Ascend thy throne, almighty King | | | | | | | |
388 | Stretch'd on a bed of death | | | | | | | |
389 | And let this feeble body fail | | | | | | | |
390 | Crush'd as the moth beneath thy hand | | | | | | | |
391 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
392 | Afflicted soul, to Christ draw near | | | | | | | |
393 | Awake, poor soul, lift up thine eyes | | | | | | | |
394 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
395 | Inquiring souls who long to find | | | | | | | |
396 | Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone | | | | | | | |
397 | Eternal Sovereign, Lord of all | | | | | | | |
398 | Awake my soul in joyful lays | | | | | | | |
399 | Far from my thoughts vain world begone | | | | | | | |
400 | Wak'd by the gospel trumpet's sound | | | | | | | |