# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d201 | Lord, what a heaven of saving | | | | | | | |
d202 | Lord, what a wretched land is this | | | | | | | |
d203 | Lord, when my [our] raptured thought surveys | | | | | | | |
d204 | Lord, when together here we meet | | | | | | | |
d205 | Loud let the tuneful trumpet sound | | | | | | | |
d206 | Love is the sweetest bud that blows | | | | | | | |
d207 | Mixture [mixtures] of joy and sorrow I daily do pass through | | | | | | | |
d208 | Mortals, awake, with angels join | | | | | | | |
d209 | My brethren and sisters, I bid you farewell | | | | | | | |
d210 | My days, my [and] weeks, my [and] months, my [and] years | | | | | | | |
d211 | My drowsy powers, why sleep ye [you] so | | | | | | | |
d212 | My God, my life, my love, to thee, to thee I call | | | | | | | |
d213 | My God, my portion, and my love, my everlasting all. | | | | | | | |
d214 | My God, the spring of all my joys | | | | | | | |
d215 | My God, what silken [gentle] cords are thine | | | | | | | |
d216 | My gracious Redeemer I [I'll] love | | | | | | | |
d217 | My heart, how dreadful hard it is | | | | | | | |
d218 | My loving fellow travelers | | | | | | | |
d219 | My sorrows, like a flood | | | | | | | |
d220 | My soul, come, meditate the day, And think | | | | | | | |
d221 | My soul doth magnify the Lord, My spirit doth | | | | | | | |
d222 | Nor eye hath seen nor ear hath heard | | | | | | | |
d223 | Not from the dust affliction grows | | | | | | | |
d224 | Now from the altar of my heart [our hearts] | | | | | | | |
d225 | Now in the heat [flush] of youthful blood | | | | | | | |
d226 | Now, Lord, thy blessing add | | | | | | | |
d227 | Now to the Lord a noble [joyful] song | | | | | | | |
d228 | O all loving Lamb, a sinner I am | | | | | | | |
d229 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d230 | O for a glance of heavenly day | | | | | | | |
d231 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d232 | O for an overcoming faith | | | | | | | |
d233 | O give me, Lord, my sins to mourn | | | | | | | |
d234 | O glorious hope of perfect [heavenly] love | | | | | | | |
d235 | O God of mercy, hear my [our] call | | | | | | | |
d236 | O happy time, long waited for, The comfort of my heart | | | | | | | |
d237 | O if my soul was [were] formed for woe | | | | | | | |
d238 | O Jesus, my Savior, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d239 | O Jesus, my Savior, to Thee I submit | | | | | | | |
d240 | O may the power which melts the rock | | | | | | | |
d241 | O tell me no more of this [the] world's vain [vain world's] store | | | | | | | |
d242 | O that I knew the secret place | | | | | | | |
d243 | O when shall I [we] see Jesus and dwell [reign] with Him above | | | | | | | |
d244 | O'er the [those] gloomy hills of darkness | | | | | | | |
d245 | Of all the joys we mortals [which creatures] know | | | | | | | |
d246 | Often I seek my Lord by night | | | | | | | |
d247 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d248 | Once more before we part, O [we'll] bless the Savior's [Redeemer's] name | | | | | | | |
d249 | Once more, my soul, the rising day salutes thy waking eyes | | | | | | | |
d250 | Once more we bow before our God; Once more his blessing we ask | | | | | | | |
d251 | One spark, O God, of heavenly fire | | | | | | | |
d252 | Our souls, that long in darkness lay | | | | | | | |
d253 | Plunged in a [the] gulf of dark [deep] despair | | | | | | | |
d254 | Poor sinners, little do they think | | | | | | | |
d255 | Poor, weak, and worthless though I am | | | | | | | |
d256 | Prayer is [was] appointed to convey | | | | | | | |
d257 | Prostrate dear Jesus at thy feet | | | | | | | |
d258 | Quite weary near to faint | | | | | | | |
d259 | Raise your triumphant songs | | | | | | | |
d260 | Religion is the chief concern | | | | | | | |
d261 | Remember, sinful youth, you must die | | | | | | | |
d262 | Repent, the voice celestial cries | | | | | | | |
d263 | Repent, ye sons of men, repent | | | | | | | |
d264 | Rise, rise, my soul, and leave the ground | | | | | | | |
d265 | Salvation O melodious sound | | | | | | | |
d266 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d267 | Savior, I do feel Thy merit, sprinkled with redeeming blood | | | | | | | |
d268 | Savior, visit Thy [our] plantation, grant us Lord, a gracious rain | | | | | | | |
d269 | Saw ye [you] my Savior, saw ye [you] my Savior | | | | | | | |
d270 | See, gracious God [Lord], before thy throne | | | | | | | |
d271 | See how the morning [mounting] [rising] sun | | | | | | | |
d272 | See how the willing converts trace | | | | | | | |
d273 | Shall wisdom cry aloud | | | | | | | |
d274 | Shepherds, rejoice, lift up your eyes | | | | | | | |
d275 | Show pity Lord, O Lord, forgive | | | | | | | |
d276 | Sin has a thousand treacherous arts | | | | | | | |
d277 | So did the Hebrew prophet raise | | | | | | | |
d278 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
d279 | Source of eternal joy [joys] divine | | | | | | | |
d280 | Stand up, my soul [our souls], shake off thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
d281 | Stoop down, my thoughts, that [which] used [use] to rise | | | | | | | |
d282 | Stop, poor sinner [sinners], stop and think | | | | | | | |
d283 | Strait [straight] is the way [gate], the door is strait [straight] | | | | | | | |
d284 | Stretched on the cross the Savior dies [died] | | | | | | | |
d285 | Sweet rivers of redeeming love | | | | | | | |
d286 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
d287 | Teach me the measure of my days | | | | | | | |
d288 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
d289 | That doleful [dreadful] night before his death | | | | | | | |
d290 | The fountain of Christ, Lord help us to sing | | | | | | | |
d291 | The glorious light of Zion is spreading | | | | | | | |
d292 | The great Redeemer we adore | | | | | | | |
d293 | The king of heaven his table spreads | | | | | | | |
d294 | The Lord into his garden comes | | | | | | | |
d295 | The Lord will happiness divine on contrite hearts bestow | | | | | | | |
d296 | The name of Christ, how sweet it sounds | | | | | | | |
d297 | The Savior calls, let every ear attend | | | | | | | |
d298 | The soul [souls] that would to Jesus press | | | | | | | |
d299 | The time draws nigh when you and I are to be separated | | | | | | | |
d300 | The voice of my beloved sounds | | | | | | | |