TABLE OF FIRST LINES.
See, the world for youth prepares, . . . . 275
Shall men pretend to pleasure, . . . . 282
Sight, hearing, feeling, taste, and smell, . . . 318
"Simon, beware," the Saviour said, . . . . 157
Sinner, art thou still secure? 283
Sinners, hear the Saviour s call, . . . . . 284
Sin, when view'd by Scripture light, . . . . 344
Sin enslaved me many years, . . . . . 335
Sin has undone our wretched race, . . . . 198
Some author (no great matter who), . . . . 364
Sometimes a light surprises, . . . . . 322
Son of God, thy people shield! . . . . 125
Sovereign grace has power alone, . . . . 159
Stop, poor sinner! stop and think, . . . . 281
Strange and mysterious is my life, . . . . 177
Supported by the word, . . . . . . 123
Sweet was the time when first I felt, . . . 97
Sweeter sounds than music knows, . . . . 221
Ten thousand talents once I owed, . . . . 338
That was a wonder-working word, . . . . 259
That man no guard or weapon needs, . . . 102
The church a garden is, . . . . . . 151
The God who once to Israel spoke, . . . 203
The grass and flowers which clothe the field, . . 219
The Lord, our salvation and light, . . . . 224
The Spirit breathes upon the word, . . . . 243
The gathering clouds, with aspect dark, . . . 244
The book of nature open lies . . . . . 260
The moon in silver glory shone, . . . . 263
The moon has but a borrow'd light, . . . . 264
The ice and snow we lately saw, . . . . 267
The subtle spider often weaves, . . . . 269
The Saviour calls his people sheep . . . . 271
The water stood like walls of brass, . . . . 274
The billows swell, the winds are high, . . . 296
The Saviour hides his face! . . . . . 301
The new-born child of gospel grace, . . . . 339
The Lord receives his highest praise, . . . . 341
The wishes that the sluggard frames, . . . . 346
The saints Emmanuel's portion are, . . . . 359
The peace which God alone reveals, . . . . 360
The Father we adore, . . . . . . 361
The castle of the human heart, . . . . . 150
The evils that beset our path, . . . . . 107
The kine unguided went, . . . . . 81
The Lord will happiness divine, . . . . 116
The Lord proclaims his grace abroad! . . . 122
The lion that on Samson roar'd, . . . . 79
The manna, favour'd Israel's meat, . . . . 72
