# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
101 | How sad our state by nature is! | | | | | | | |
102 | Lord, I despair myself to heal | | | | | | | |
103 | Almighty God, to thee I cry | | | | | | | |
104 | With humble heart and tongue | | | | | | | |
105 | How lost our state by nature is | | | | | | | |
106 | The Lord he knows the thoughts of men | | | | | | | |
107 | We are but young - yet may we sing | | | | | | | |
108 | Thus far we're spared again to meet | | | | | | | |
109 | To God the Creator of all | | | | | | | |
110 | I ask not wealth, nor pomp, nor power | | | | | | | |
111 | Tidings of grace now reach our ears | | | | | | | |
112 | Father of mercies, show What we by nature were | | | | | | | |
113 | Almighty God! eternal Lord! | | | | | | | |
114 | When Jesus left his Father's throne | | | | | | | |
115 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? | | | | | | | |
116 | How do thy mercies close me round? | | | | | | | |
117 | My Saviour, my almighty Friend | | | | | | | |
118 | This, this, is the God we adore | | | | | | | |
119 | Stretched on the cross the Savior dies! | | | | | | | |
120 | Behold, the sin-atoning Lamb | | | | | | | |
121 | Yonder - amazing sight! I see | | | | | | | |
122 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
123 | Amazing love! that stooped so low | | | | | | | |
124 | Hark! the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
125 | O that the Lord would guide my ways | | | | | | | |
126 | Almighty God! while earth and heaven | | | | | | | |
127 | Now let us raise our cheerful strains | | | | | | | |
128 | Humble praises, holy Jesus | | | | | | | |
129 | Come, let us join the hosts above | | | | | | | |
130 | On Christ my shepherd I'll depend | | | | | | | |
131 | Let children proclaim their Saviour and King | | | | | | | |
132 | 'Twas God who made the earth and skies | | | | | | | |
133 | Our Father, full of grace Divine | | | | | | | |
134 | Come, let us all unite to praise | | | | | | | |
135 | This day belongs to God alone | | | | | | | |
136 | I love to have the Sabbath come | | | | | | | |
137 | O thou, whom high archangels praise | | | | | | | |
138 | How can a sinner know | | | | | | | |
139 | Lord, I ascribe it to thy grace | | | | | | | |
140 | O for a thankful heart Our Father's love to own | | | | | | | |
141 | O thou, whose providential grace | | | | | | | |
142 | How highly favour'd, Lord, are we | | | | | | | |
143 | Come, let us join our God to praise | | | | | | | |
144 | Whene'er I take my walks abroad | | | | | | | |
145 | Fountain of blessing! ever bless'd | | | | | | | |
146 | What are all earthly blessings, Lord | | | | | | | |
147 | O Thou, whose tender mercy hears | | | | | | | |
148 | All power to save, O Lord, is thine | | | | | | | |
149 | Almighty Father, heavenly King! | | | | | | | |
150 | Maker, Savior, of mankind | | | | | | | |
151 | Lord, I would be a child of thine | | | | | | | |
152 | Holy Child of heavenly birth | | | | | | | |
153 | Jesus! and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
154 | Behold, where, in a mortal form | | | | | | | |
155 | Come, let us search our ways and try | | | | | | | |
156 | My gracious God! accept my prayer | | | | | | | |
157 | Holy Child of heavenly birth, God made manifest on earth | | | | | | | |
158 | Let children that would fear the Lord | | | | | | | |
159 | Thee, Lord, that I may not forsake | | | | | | | |
160 | Thou art our Shepherd, gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
161 | Thy works proclaim thy glory, Lord | | | | | | | |
162 | We came into the world to do | | | | | | | |
163 | Almighty God! thy piercing eye | | | | | | | |
164 | Behold the Saviour of mankind | | | | | | | |
165 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs | | | | | | | |
166 | Jesus, Lord, we cry to thee | | | | | | | |
167 | Why should our parents call us good | | | | | | | |
168 | Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear | | | | | | | |
169 | Come, ye that love the Lord | | | | | | | |
170 | Is it a thing of good report | | | | | | | |
171 | Creation groans beneath its curse | | | | | | | |
172 | O thou who hearest when sinners cry | | | | | | | |
173 | Why should we spend our youthful days | | | | | | | |
174 | The Lord our secret sins espies | | | | | | | |
175 | The liar who the truth denies | | | | | | | |
176 | Happy the well-instructed youth | | | | | | | |
177 | Angels, that high in glory dwell | | | | | | | |
178 | Idle boys and men are found | | | | | | | |
179 | God the Creator reigns above | | | | | | | |
180 | Grace! - 'tis a charming sound! | | | | | | | |
181 | Awake my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
182 | Appointed by Thee, we meet in thy Name | | | | | | | |
183 | In all my Lord's appointed ways | | | | | | | |
184 | How foolish they who lengthen night | | | | | | | |
185 | Amazing grace! how sweet the sound! | | | | | | | |
186 | Let children bless the Saviour's name | | | | | | | |
187 | When morning comes, the birds arise | | | | | | | |
188 | My God, who makes the sun to know | | | | | | | |
189 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | | | |
190 | Awake! my heart, awake! | | | | | | | |
191 | My God, how endless is thy love! | | | | | | | |
192 | God's angels come from heaven on high | | | | | | | |
193 | Isaac was ransom'd while he lay | | | | | | | |
194 | And now, my soul, the circling sun | | | | | | | |
195 | And now another day is gone | | | | | | | |
196 | This is the day when Christ arose | | | | | | | |
197 | Again my weekly labours end | | | | | | | |
198 | Thine earthly Sabbath, Lord, we love | | | | | | | |
199 | Lord, how delightful 'tis to see | | | | | | | |
200 | My life's a narrow span | | | | | | | |