# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
201 | Great God! attend, while Zion sings | | | | | | | |
202 | God in his earthly temple, lays | | | | | | | |
203 | How pleasant, how divinely fair | | | | | | | |
204 | Great is our redeeming Lord | | | | | | | |
205 | Far as thy name is known | | | | | | | |
206 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
207 | O might my lot be cast with these | | | | | | | |
208 | Jesus, the Conqu'ror, reigns | | | | | | | |
209 | Hark, how the watchmen cry! | | | | | | | |
210 | Angels your march oppose | | | | | | | |
211 | Urge on your rapid course | | | | | | | |
212 | Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness! | | | | | | | |
213 | Arm of the Lord, awake, awake! | | | | | | | |
214 | Awake, Jerusalem, awake! | | | | | | | |
215 | "Go preach my gospel," saith the Lord | | | | | | | |
216 | Comfort, ye ministers of grace | | | | | | | |
217 | Lord of the harvest, hear | | | | | | | |
218 | How beauteous are their feet | | | | | | | |
219 | Let Zion's watchmen all awake | | | | | | | |
220 | Jesus, the name high over all | | | | | | | |
221 | Draw near, O Son of God, draw near! | | | | | | | |
222 | High on his everlasting throne | | | | | | | |
223 | How rich thy bounty, King of kings! | | | | | | | |
224 | Shall I, for fear of feeble man | | | | | | | |
225 | Saviour of men, thy searching eye | | | | | | | |
226 | We bid thee welcome in the name | | | | | | | |
227 | Except the Lord conduct the plan | | | | | | | |
228 | And are we yet alive | | | | | | | |
229 | Jesus, the Truth and Power Divine | | | | | | | |
230 | Jesus, accept the praise | | | | | | | |
231 | Blest be the dear uniting love | | | | | | | |
232 | And let our bodies part | | | | | | | |
233 | Come, Father, Son and Holy Ghost | | | | | | | |
234 | God of eternal truth and love | | | | | | | |
235 | Baptized into thy name | | | | | | | |
236 | How large the promises, how divine | | | | | | | |
237 | See Israel's gentle Shepherd stand | | | | | | | |
238 | Thus Lydia sanctified her house | | | | | | | |
239 | The king of heav'n his table spreads | | | | | | | |
240 | If human kindness meets return | | | | | | | |
241 | The promise of my Father's love | | | | | | | |
242 | Jesus, at whose supreme command | | | | | | | |
243 | According to thy gracious word | | | | | | | |
244 | Author of our salvation, thee | | | | | | | |
245 | That doleful night before his death | | | | | | | |
246 | Let all who truly bear | | | | | | | |
247 | Jesus, we thus obey | | | | | | | |
248 | Come, thou everlasting Spirit | | | | | | | |
249 | Jesus all-redeeming Lord | | | | | | | |
250 | Lamb of God, whose dying love | | | | | | | |
251 | O what a taste is this | | | | | | | |
252 | Glory be to God on high | | | | | | | |
253 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
254 | With joy we hail the sacred day | | | | | | | |
255 | The Lord of Sabbath let us praise | | | | | | | |
256 | Come, let us join with one accord | | | | | | | |
257 | Another six days' work is done | | | | | | | |
258 | Sweet is the work, my God, my King | | | | | | | |
259 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
260 | Welcome, delightful morn | | | | | | | |
261 | This is the day the Lord hath made | | | | | | | |
262 | May I throughout this day of thine | | | | | | | |
263 | Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone! | | | | | | | |
264 | Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love | | | | | | | |
265 | Softly fades the twilight ray | | | | | | | |
266 | Saviour! again to thy dear name we raise | | | | | | | |
267 | Blow ye the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
268 | Sinners, obey the gospel word! | | | | | | | |
269 | Come, O ye sinners, to your Lord | | | | | | | |
270 | Come, sinners, to the gospel feast | | | | | | | |
271 | Ho! everyone that thirsts, draw nigh | | | | | | | |
272 | O do not let the word depart | | | | | | | |
273 | Come ye sinners, poor and needy | | | | | | | |
274 | O turn ye, O turn ye, for why will ye die | | | | | | | |
275 | Delay not, delay not, O sinner, draw near | | | | | | | |
276 | The voice of free grace cries, Escape to the mountain | | | | | | | |
277 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
278 | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor | | | | | | | |
279 | Let every mortal ear attend | | | | | | | |
280 | In the soft season of thy youth | | | | | | | |
281 | Drooping souls, no longer mourn | | | | | | | |
282 | The Lord declares his will | | | | | | | |
283 | The Savior calls--let every ear | | | | | | | |
284 | Vain man, thy fond pursuits forbear | | | | | | | |
285 | Weary souls that wander wide | | | | | | | |
286 | What could your Redeemer do | | | | | | | |
287 | Come, ye weary sinners, come | | | | | | | |
288 | Sinners turn, why will ye die? | | | | | | | |
289 | Hasten, sinner, to be wise | | | | | | | |
290 | When thy mortal life is fled | | | | | | | |
291 | Behold a Stranger at the door! | | | | | | | |
292 | God calling yet! shall I not hear? | | | | | | | |
293 | Return, O wanderer, return | | | | | | | |
294 | Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish | | | | | | | |
295 | Come, let us who in Christ believe | | | | | | | |
296 | Repent, the voice celestial cries | | | | | | | |
297 | Sinners, the voice of God regard | | | | | | | |
298 | And will the Judge descend? | | | | | | | |
299 | To-morrow, Lord, is thine | | | | | | | |
300 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |