# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
177 | A song, a song for water bright | | | | | | | |
178 | No mortal eye that land hath seen | | | | | | | |
179 | Lord, at Thy mercy seat | | | | | | | |
180 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
181a | Depth of mercy, can there be | | | | | | | |
181b | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
182 | I hear the Saviour say | | | | | | | |
183 | Come let us sing of Jesus | | | | | | | |
184 | Holy Father, Thou hast taught me | | | | | | | |
185 | Love divine, all love excelling | | | | | | | |
186 | Mansions are prepared above | | | | | | | |
187a | Dear Saviour! ever at my side | | | | | | | |
187b | Approach, my soul! the mercy-seat | | | | | | | |
188 | Lamb of God, I look to Thee | | | | | | | |
189 | Saviour, Blessed Saviour | | | | | | | |
190 | Christian, the morn breaks sweetly o'er thee | | | | | | | |
192 | Zion, the marvellous story be telling | | | | | | | |
193 | Praise the Lord, O my soul, and all that is within me praise his holy name | | | | | | | |
194a | With tearful eyes I look around | | | | | | | |
194b | Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name | | | | | | | |
195 | Glory be to God on high, and on earth peace, good will towards men | | | | | | | |
196 | Come, little soldiers, join in our band | | | | | | | |
220 | Come, thou almighty King | | | | | | | |
221 | Loud hallelujahs to the Lord | | | | | | | |
222 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
223 | All hail the power of Jesus' name | | | | | | | |
224 | He lives, the great Redeemer lives | | | | | | | |
225 | The head that once was crowned with thorns | | | | | | | |
226 | Jesus, the very thought of Thee | | | | | | | |
227 | I'm not ashamed to own my Lord | | | | | | | |
228 | Joy to the world, the Lord is come | | | | | | | |
229 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
230 | O sacred Head now wounded | | | | | | | |
231 | Jesus, lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
232 | The Lord my Shepherd is | | | | | | | |
233 | Awake, my soul, to joyful lays | | | | | | | |
234 | Oh! the sweet wonders of that cross | | | | | | | |
235 | Alas! And did my Saviour bleed? | | | | | | | |
236 | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned | | | | | | | |
237 | Dear Refuge of my weary soul | | | | | | | |
238 | Awake, and sing the song | | | | | | | |
239 | Jesus who knows full well | | | | | | | |
240 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
241 | Though all the world my choice deride | | | | | | | |
242 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
243 | Awake my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
244 | Amazing grace; how sweet the sound | | | | | | | |
245 | What sinners value, I resign | | | | | | | |
246 | We sing His love, who once was slain | | | | | | | |
247 | My faith looks up to Thee | | | | | | | |
248 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward I move | | | | | | | |
249 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
250 | O turn ye, O turn ye, for why will ye die? | | | | | | | |
251 | Out on an ocean all boundless we ride | | | | | | | |
252 | Hail to the brightness of Zion’s glad morning! | | | | | | | |
253 | We bring no glittering treasures | | | | | | | |
254 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
255 | Nearer, my God, to Thee | | | | | | | |
256 | Jesus, I my cross have taken | | | | | | | |
257 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
258 | Oft when the waves of passion rise | | | | | | | |
259 | When marshalled on the nightly plain | | | | | | | |
260 | Prostrate dear Jesus! at Thy feet | | | | | | | |
261 | To-day the Saviour calls | | | | | | | |
262 | When Thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come | | | | | | | |
263 | Just as I am--without one plea | | | | | | | |
264 | There is a fountain filled with blood | | | | | | | |
265 | Blessed be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
266 | O could I find from day to day | | | | | | | |
267 | O happy day that fix'd my choice | | | | | | | |
268 | Nothing, either great or small | | | | | | | |
269 | I was a wandering sheep | | | | | | | |
270 | Must Jesus bear the cross alone | | | | | | | |
271 | O Thou, whose tender mercy hears | | | | | | | |
272 | How gentle God’s commands! | | | | | | | |
273 | Give to the winds thy fears | | | | | | | |
274 | We're trav'ling home to heav'n above | | | | | | | |
275 | Far from these scenes of night | | | | | | | |
276 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
277 | Work, for the night is coming | | | | | | | |
278 | Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears | | | | | | | |
279 | My soul, be on thy guard | | | | | | | |
280 | From every stormy wind that blows | | | | | | | |
281 | Behold, a Stranger at the door! | | | | | | | |
282 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
283 | There is a happy land | | | | | | | |
284 | Who are these in bright array | | | | | | | |
285 | I'm but a stranger here | | | | | | | |
286 | Around the throne of God in heaven | | | | | | | |
287 | 'Tis sweet to think, as night comes on | | | | | | | |
288 | Return, O wand'rer, to thy home | | | | | | | |
289 | "For ever with the Lord!" | | | | | | | |
290 | Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
291 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
292 | The morning light is breaking | | | | | | | |
293 | On the mountain's top appearing | | | | | | | |
294 | Safely thro' another week | | | | | | | |
295 | Blessed Saviour, watch us, guard us | | | | | | | |
296 | Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing | | | | | | | |
297 | Saviour! breathe an evening blessing | | | | | | | |