Lord, dost thou say, ask what thou wilt
Lord, hast thou call'd me by thy grace
Lord, hear a burden'd sinner mourn
Lord, how large thy bounties are
Lord, must thy gospel fly away
Lord of the earth, and seas, and skies
Lord, send thy servants forth
Lord, send thy word, and let it fly
Lord, thou hast won, at length I yield
Lord, thou, with an unerring beam
Lord, vouchsafe to us thy blessing
Lord, we adore thy matchless ways
Lord, we come before thee now
Lord, when we cast our eyes abroad
Love divine, all love excelling
Love divine, how sweet the sound
ANY woes had Christ endur'd
M May the grace of Christ, our Saviour
Methinks I hear th' archangel sound
Methinks the last, great day is come
Now let my soul with wonder trace
Now let our drooping hearts revive
Now let our hearts their glory wake
Now let our souls, on wings sublime
Now, Lord, the heav'nly seed is sown
Now may the God of peace and love
Now, now the arduous work is o'er
Now the long wish'd for spring is come
Now while the gospel net is cast
BY what glimmʼring light we view
O could I find some peaceful bow'r
O, could I speak the matchless worth
O'er those gloomy hills of darkness
O for a closer walk with God
O for a glance of heav'nly day
O God, my Sun, thy blissful rays
O God, thou art a Spirit pure
O happy day when saints shall meet
O happy souls, who dwell above
O Lord, my Life, my Saviour God
O my distrustful heart
O my soul, what means this sadness
On Britain, long a favor'd isle
On wings of faith mount up, my soul, and rise
See, on the mount of Calvary
See, the Captain of salvation
Self-righteous souls on works rely
Shall e'er the shadow of a change
Shepherd of Israel, bend thine ear
Shepherd of Israel, thou dost keep
Should famine o'er the mourning field
Since Jesus freely did appear
Since, Lord, thy mighty grace did call
Since thou art pleas'd thy saints to own
Since we are call'd to part
Sing the dear Saviour's glorious fame
Sing to the Lord, ye heirs of faith
Sinners, behold the downward road
Sinners, behold the Lamb of God
Sinners, rejoice, it's Christ that dy'd
Sinners, this solemn truth regard
Sinners, will you scorn the messsge
Sole Sov'reign of the earth and skies
Sons we are thro' God's election
Sov'reign grace has pow'r alone
Sov'reign grace o'er sin abounding
Sov'reign Ruler of the skies
Stand up, ye saints, and boldly march
Stern winter throws his icy chains
Strange that so much of heav'n and hell
Stretch'd on the cross the Saviour dies
The finest flow'r that ever blow'd
The fire, with wild, unbounded pow'r
The food, on which thy children live
The glitt'ring spangles of the sky
The God of Abra'm praise
The God of love will sure indulge
The gold and silver are the Lord's
The great Invisible unknown
The mighty God that rules the skies
The moment a sinner believes
The Paschal Lamb which Israel slew
The peace which God alone reveals
The Saviour, O what endless charms
The Saviour, with inviting voice
The spacious firmament on high
The time is short! the season near
The voice of free grace cries, escape to the mountain
Thou, who didst form the rolling spheres
Thou, who for sinners once wast slain
Thro' all the downward tracks of time
Thro' endless years thou art the same
Thus Agur breath'd his warm desire
Thus did the pious Abra'm pray
Thus far my God hath led me on
Thus saith the Shepherd of the sheep
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