O the delight the heavenly joys
O thou from whom all goodness flows O thou God of our salvation O thou that hear'st the prayer of faith O thou that hear'st when sinners cry O thou to whose all searching sight O thou who didst thy glory leave O what amazing words of grace O when shall I like Jesus be
O Zion afflicted with wave upon wave
O Zion when I think on thee
O'er the gloomy hills of darkness Of thy love some gracious token Oft as the bell with solemn toll On Jordan's stormy banks I stand On the mountain's top appearing On thee, O God of purity
Pity a helpless sinner, Lord
Plung'd in a gulph of dark despair "Poor and afflicted," Lord are thine Poor sinner, come, cast off thy fear Poor, weak, and worthless, tho' I'am Praise the Lord who reigns above Prepare me, O my God
Rejoice, the Lord is King
Rescu'd from the hand of strangers
Rise, gracious God, and shine
Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings
Rock of ages cleft for me
Safely through another week Salvation! how precious the sound
Salvation! O melodious sound
Salvation! O the joyful sound Saviour! and can it be
Saviour divine, we know thy name Saviour! I thy word believe Saviour of men and Lord of love Saviour! through the desert lead us Saviour! visit thy plantation See from Zion's sacred mountain See how many thousands yonder See how rude winter's icy hand See, Lord, before thy throne of grace
Son of God, thy blessing grant Sons of God, triumphant rise Sovereign of life, I own thy hand Stand up my soul, shake off thy fears Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay Strange and mysterious is my life Stricken, smitten, and afflicted Submissive to thy will, my God Sun of righteousness arise Sweet day of rest! for thee I'd wait
Sweet is the memory of thy grace Sweet is the work, my God, my King Sweet the moments, rich in blessing Sweet the time, exceeding sweet Sweet was the time when first I felt Sweeter sounds than music knows
The God who once to Israel spoke The God who reigns above we call The gospel comes with welcome news The Lord is kind in all his ways The Lord is risen indeed
The Lord is risen indeed
The Lord is ris'n, O glorious hour The Lord will happiness divine The praise of Zion waits for thee The privilege I greatly prize The promise we for Isra'l plead The Saviour bears a precious name The Saviour calls, let every ear The Saviour lives, no more to die The sinner who thro' precious faith The sons of Israel stand alone There is a fountain fill'd with blood There is a house not made with hands There is a land of pure delight There is no path to heav'nly bliss There's not a name beneath the skies
This is the feast of heav'nly wine Tho' nature's strength decay
Tho' sore beset with guilt and fear
Thy way, O God, is in the sea
Tho' things of earth substantial seem Thou friend of friendless sinners hear- Thou hidden love of God, whose height Thou lamb of God that on the tree Thou gracious God, whose love un-
Thou only sovereign of my heart Thou sinner's advocate with God
Thou very paschal lamb
Thou whom my soul admires above Thro' the day thy love has spar'd us Thus far my God hath led me on Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet Thy gracious presence, O my God Thy promise, Lord, just suits my case
'Tis a point I long to know
To day God bids the faithful rest
To God my Saviour and my King To God the only wise
Wait, O my soul, thy maker's will We come to seek thy counsel, Lord We give immortal praise
Weary of wand'ring from my God Welcome sight! the Lord descending Welcome sweet day of rest Well might he be called legion We'll sing of Christ, no matter who We'll sing the praise of him who gave We've no abiding city here
What different pow'rs of grace and sin
What is life? 'tis but a vapour
What sinners value I resign
What various hindrances we meet When any turn from Zion's way When blooming youth is snatch'd away When darkness long has veil'd my mind When God is nigh my faith is strong When, gracious Lord, when shall it be When I by faith the Saviour's death When I can read my title clear When I the holy grave survey When Isra'l by divine command When langour and disease invade
When, my Saviour, shall I be When on the cross my Lord I see When, O my Saviour, when shall I
When shall thy love constrain When sins and fears prevailing rise
When the Lord rebukes his servant
When thou my righteous judge shalt
Whence those unusual bursts of joy Wherefore should I make my moan While carnal men with all their might
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