# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
601 | Reviving sleep, thy sheltering wing | | | | | | | |
602 | Unvail [Unveil] thy bosom, faithful tomb | | | | | | | |
603 | Brother, thou art gone before us | | | | | | | |
604 | The [That] day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven | | | | | | | |
605 | Lo they come from east and west | | | | | | | |
606 | Must friends and kindred drop and die | | | | | | | |
607 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
608 | O for an overcoming faith | | | | | | | |
609 | Isr'l's Shepherd, guide me [us], feed me [us] | | | | | | | |
610 | Be thou, O God, by night, by day | | | | | | | |
611 | We bless thee for this sacred day | | | | | | | |
612 | Great God, the followers of thy Son | | | | | | | |
613 | O Lord of life, to thee we pray | | | | | | | |
614 | Welcome, welcome, quiet morning | | | | | | | |
615 | Source of light and life divine | | | | | | | |
616 | O thou to whom in ancient time | | | | | | | |
617 | O Lord, thy heavenly grace impart | | | | | | | |
618 | Father and Friend, Thy light, thy love | | | | | | | |
619 | Father in heaven, to thee my heart | | | | | | | |
620 | Great Author of the immortal mind | | | | | | | |
621 | My Father, cheering name, O may I call Thee mine | | | | | | | |
622 | Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess | | | | | | | |
623 | To God, its source, my soul aspires | | | | | | | |
624 | Lamp of our feet, whereby we trace | | | | | | | |
625 | Upon the gospel's sacred page | | | | | | | |
626 | Theories, which thousands cherish | | | | | | | |
627 | Flung to the heedless winds | | | | | | | |
628 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
629 | In each breeze that wanders free | | | | | | | |
630 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
631 | O let your mingling voices rise | | | | | | | |
632 | Give me the wings of faith to rise | | | | | | | |
633 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
634 | Do not I love thee, O my Lord [God]? Behold my heart and see | | | | | | | |
635 | A poor wayfaring man of grief Hath often crossed | | | | | | | |
636 | See how he loved, exclaimed the Jews | | | | | | | |
637 | ôTis finished, so the Savior cried, and meekly | | | | | | | |
638 | Pilgrim, burdened with thy sin, Haste to Zion's | | | | | | | |
639 | All hail the power of Jesus' name, Let angels prostrate fall | | | | | | | |
640 | In the cross of Christ I [we] glory, towering | | | | | | | |
641 | Angel [Angels], roll the rock [stone] away | | | | | | | |
642 | Lift your glad voices in triumph on high | | | | | | | |
643 | With warm affection [affections] let us view | | | | | | | |
644 | If human kindness meets return | | | | | | | |
645 | Let vain pursuits and vain desires | | | | | | | |
646 | O for a prophet's fire | | | | | | | |
647 | Here, Savior, we would come | | | | | | | |
648 | Now I approach thy table, Lord | | | | | | | |
649 | Jesus, the friend of man | | | | | | | |
650 | Not with terror do we meet | | | | | | | |
651 | At thy table, Lord of life | | | | | | | |
652 | Eat, drink, in memory of your Friend | | | | | | | |
653 | Here, in the broken bread, here in the cup | | | | | | | |
654 | How glorious is this holy place | | | | | | | |
655 | Come and before we bid adieu | | | | | | | |
656 | Sweet memory, Savior blest | | | | | | | |
657 | Thou art the way, by thee alone | | | | | | | |
658 | Feeble, helpless, how shall I | | | | | | | |
659 | When, my Savior, shall I be | | | | | | | |
660 | Great Source of life and light | | | | | | | |
661 | O cease, my wandering soul | | | | | | | |
662 | There is a hope, a blessed hope | | | | | | | |
663 | Know, my soul, thy full salvation | | | | | | | |
664 | How swift, alas, the moments fly | | | | | | | |
665 | The time draws near when every soul | | | | | | | |
666 | Why do we waste on trifling cares | | | | | | | |
667 | Soft are the fruitful showers | | | | | | | |
668 | Sweet is the friendly voice which [that] speaks | | | | | | | |
669 | How gracious the promise, how soothing the word | | | | | | | |
670 | Great God, our Father and our Friend | | | | | | | |
671 | Lord, my God, I long to know | | | | | | | |
672 | Walk in the light, so shalt thou [and you shall] know | | | | | | | |
673 | Lord, let thy kingdom come | | | | | | | |
674 | He who walks in virtue's way | | | | | | | |
675 | Honor and happiness unite To make the Christian's name | | | | | | | |
676 | O who in such a world as this | | | | | | | |
677 | Deem not that they are blessed [blest] alone | | | | | | | |
678 | Father, thy gentle chastisement | | | | | | | |
679 | If all our hopes and all our fears | | | | | | | |
680 | O sweet it is to know, to feel | | | | | | | |
681 | The gloom of the night adds a charm to the morn | | | | | | | |
682 | How sweet to be allowed to pray | | | | | | | |
683 | O when the hours of life are past | | | | | | | |
684 | Behold the western evening light | | | | | | | |
685 | O stay thy tears, for they are blest | | | | | | | |
686 | Sister, thou wast [wert] mild and lovely | | | | | | | |
687 | Who are these [those] in bright [fair] array | | | | | | | |
688 | Blest hour, when virtuous friends shall meet | | | | | | | |
689 | For all thy [your] saints, O Lord [God] | | | | | | | |
690 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
691 | To thee, O God in heaven, this little one we bring | | | | | | | |
692 | O thou, at whose dread name we bend | | | | | | | |
693 | Sure, to the mansions of the blest | | | | | | | |
694 | One sweet [bright] flower has drooped and faded | | | | | | | |
695 | Calm on the bosom of thy God | | | | | | | |
696 | Like Isr'l's hosts to exile driven | | | | | | | |
697 | Mighty One, before whose face | | | | | | | |
698 | Oppression [Oppressions] shall not always reign | | | | | | | |
699 | Lord of all, we bow before thee | | | | | | | |
700 | In the morning sow thy seed | | | | | | | |