# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
a216a | Thou to whom the sick and dying | | | | | | | |
a216b | Thou to whom the sick and dying | | | | | | | |
a217 | Jesus wept! those tears are over | | | | | | | |
a218a | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
a218b | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
a219 | How beauteous were the marks divine | | | | | | | |
a220 | Where'er have trod Thy sacred feet | | | | | | | |
a221 | How shall I follow Him I serve? | | | | | | | |
a222 | O Love! how deep, how broad, how high | | | | | | | |
a223 | O Master, it is good to be | | | | | | | |
a224 | Oh, wondrous type, oh, vision fair | | | | | | | |
a225 | On Jordan's bank the Baptist's cry | | | | | | | |
a226 | Fierce raged the tempest o'er the deep | | | | | | | |
a227 | Jesus, Son of God most high | | | | | | | |
a228 | O Master, let me walk with Thee | | | | | | | |
a229 | Fairest Lord Jesus, Ruler of all nature | | | | | | | |
a230a | Immortal love, for ever full | | | | | | | |
a230b | Immortal love, for ever full | | | | | | | |
a231a | I heard the voice of Jesus say | | | | | | | |
a231b | I heard the voice of Jesus say | | | | | | | |
a231c | I heard the voice of Jesus say | | | | | | | |
a232 | There is a name I love to hear | | | | | | | |
a233 | Thou art the Way, to Thee alone | | | | | | | |
a234 | Behold, where in a mortal form | | | | | | | |
a235 | What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone | | | | | | | |
a236 | Oh, mean may seem this house of clay | | | | | | | |
a237 | Lord, as to Thy dear cross we flee | | | | | | | |
a238 | O Love, who formedst me to wear | | | | | | | |
a239 | Oh, who like Thee, so calm, so bright | | | | | | | |
a240 | Oh, where is He that trod the sea | | | | | | | |
a241 | Thine arm, O Lord, in days of old | | | | | | | |
a242 | We saw Thee not when Thou didst come | | | | | | | |
a243 | O Light, whose beams illumine all | | | | | | | |
a244 | Fierce was the wild billow | | | | | | | |
a245 | Jesus, Thy name I love | | | | | | | |
a246a | As oft, with worn and weary feet | | | | | | | |
a246b | As oft, with worn and weary feet | | | | | | | |
a247 | Grace, 'tis a charming sound | | | | | | | |
a248 | All glory, laud, and honor | | | | | | | |
a249a | Ride on, ride on in majesty | | | | | | | |
a249b | Ride on, ride on in majesty | | | | | | | |
a250 | Oh, how shall I receive Thee | | | | | | | |
a251 | My sins, my sins, my Savior! | | | | | | | |
a252 | O saving victim, opening wide | | | | | | | |
a253 | O Thou, who in the pains of death | | | | | | | |
a254 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
a255 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
a256 | O sacred Head, now wounded | | | | | | | |
a257 | O sacred Head surrounded | | | | | | | |
a258 | Lord Jesus, when we stand afar | | | | | | | |
a259 | Nature, with open volume, stands | | | | | | | |
a260 | We sing the praise of Him who died | | | | | | | |
a261 | Oh, come and mourn with me awhile | | | | | | | |
a262 | Near the cross was Mary weeping | | | | | | | |
a263 | Darkly rose the guilty morning | | | | | | | |
a264 | O Jesus, crucified for man | | | | | | | |
a265 | Forty days and forty nights | | | | | | | |
a266a | The royal banners forward go | | | | | | | |
a266b | The royal banners forward go | | | | | | | |
a267 | 'Tis finished, so the Saviour cried | | | | | | | |
a268 | Glory be to Jesus, Who in bitter pains | | | | | | | |
a269 | O Jesus, we adore Thee | | | | | | | |
a270a | Alas! and did my Saviour bleed | | | | | | | |
a270b | Alas! and did my Saviour bleed | | | | | | | |
a271a | There is a green hill far away | | | | | | | |
a271b | There is a green hill far away | | | | | | | |
a272a | Hark! the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
a272b | Hark! the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
a273a | In the cross of Christ I glory | | | | | | | |
a273b | In the cross of Christ I glory | | | | | | | |
a274 | Go to dark Gethsemane | | | | | | | |
a275 | Throned upon the awful tree | | | | | | | |
a276 | Jesus, Master, whose I am | | | | | | | |
a277 | O perfect life of love! | | | | | | | |
a278 | To Calvary, Lord, in spirit now | ST. JOHN'S, WESTMINSTER | | | | | | |
a279a | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
a279b | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
a280 | O Thou, th'eternal Son of God | | | | | | | |
a281 | See the destined day arise! | | | | | | | |
a282 | Ever patient, gentle, meek | | | | | | | |
a283 | Jesus, meek and lowly | | | | | | | |
a284 | Lord Jesus, by Thy passion | | | | | | | |
a285 | Blessed Saviour, Thee I love | | | | | | | |
a286a | Resting from His work today | | | | | | | |
a286b | Resting from His work today | | | | | | | |
a287 | Morn's roseate hues have deck'd the sky | | | | | | | |
a288a | Jesus lives! thy terrors now | | | | | | | |
a288b | Jesus lives! thy terrors now | | | | | | | |
a289a | Lift up, lift up your voices now | | | | | | | |
a289b | Lift up, lift up your voices now | | | | | | | |
a290a | The day of Resurrection | | | | | | | |
a290b | The day of Resurrection | | | | | | | |
a290c | The Day of Resurrection | | | | | | | |
a291a | Welcome happy morning! age to age shall say | | | | | | | |
a291b | Welcome happy morning! age to age shall say | | | | | | | |
a292 | Sing, with all the sons of glory | | | | | | | |
a293 | Christ is risen, Christ is risen! He hath burst His bonds in twain | | | | | | | |
a294 | Lift your glad voices in triumph on high | | | | | | | |
a295a | The strife is o'er, the battle done | | | | | | | |
a295b | The strife is o'er, the battle done | | | | | | | |