O'er the gloomy hills of darkness 430 207 322 137 506 361 522 Of all the joys we mortals know O for a thousand tongues to sing 201 172 294 9 383 358 462 343 326 185 331 64 429 417 237 317 O! that my load of sin were gone 146 O! the sharp pangs of smarting pain 73 O! thou from whom all goodness flows 202 396 O! thou that hearest prayer 369 O thou that hearest when sinners cry 158 O! thou who dry'st the mourner's tear 463 151 Our little bark on boisterous seas 391 451 157 533 Plunged in a gulf of dark despair 70 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire Poor, weak, and worthless, though I am 222 306 Pris'ners of sin and Satan too Prayer was appointed to convey 305 3 273 101 152 Rock of ages! cleft for me Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings 243 303 Safely through another week 435 376 371 87 103 271 311 532 485 Show pity, Lord, O! Lord forgive Sin enslaved me many years Sing to the Lord Jehovah's name Sinner, O! why so thoughtless grown Sinner, hear the Saviour's call Sinners, behold the Lamb of God Sinners, the voice of God regard Sinners, this solemn truth regard 156 149 349 20 108 115 96 71 106 93 Sinners, turn; why will you die So let our lips and lives express 123 121 262 380 Soon as I heard my Father say Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears 251 Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay 86 Stoop down, my thoughts, that used to rise 501 Stop, poor sinner, stop and think 109 Strait is the way, the door is strait 220 Stretch'd on the cross, the Saviour dies 38 346 363 441 The christian voyager strikes the rock Thee we adore, Eternal name The day is past and gone The grave is now a favored spot The heavens declare thy glory, Lord The Lord my Shepherd is The Lord on mortal worms looks down The Saviour! O, what endless charms 165 The Saviour, what a noble flame 256 The Spirit in our hearts This is the day the Lord hath made Thou art the way, to thee alone Though hard the winds are blowing The Spirit breathes upon the word The time is short, the season near They that toil upon the deep Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love 5 272 487 68 387 440 444 473 6 Thou art gone to the grave, but we will not &c. 520 Thou only Sovereign of my heart Thus far the Lord has led me on 58 394 327 354 : 461 525 241 301 337 278 'Tis by the faith of joys to come 228 ""Tis finished," so the Saviour cried 'Tis my happiness below 'Tis past, the dreadful stormy night Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb Vain are the hopes the sons of men Vain man, thy fond pursuits forbear 40 456 176 536 99 385 169 148 198 392 517 352 56 97 Visit kindly, O our God 289 Vital spark of heavenly flame 510 Wait, my soul, upon the Lord 195 Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will. 18 |