# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
a199 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | | | |
a200 | Now the shades of night are gone | | | | | | | |
a201 | Glory to thee, my [our] God [O Lord], this night [day] | | | | | | | |
a202 | Inspirer and hearer of prayer | | | | | | | |
a203 | On thee, each morning, O my God, My waking thoughts attend | | | | | | | |
a204 | When, streaming from the eastern [eternal] skies | | | | | | | |
a205 | Religion is the chief concern | | | | | | | |
a206 | When verdure clothes [robes] the fertile vale | | | | | | | |
a207 | How sweetly along the gay mead | | | | | | | |
a208 | To praise the [thee] ever bounteous [beauteous] Lord | | | | | | | |
a209 | Now may the Lord of earth and skies | | | | | | | |
a210 | See how brown autumn spreads the field | | | | | | | |
a211 | Stern winter throws his [her] [its] icy chains | | | | | | | |
a212 | Remark my soul [with awe] the narrow bounds | | | | | | | |
a213 | Great God, we sing that mighty hand | | | | | | | |
a214 | House of our God, with cheerful anthems | | | | | | | |
a215 | Awake, ye saints, and raise [lift] your eyes | | | | | | | |
a216 | O time, how few thy value weigh | | | | | | | |
a217 | Lo on a narrow neck of land | | | | | | | |
a218 | In this world of sin and sorrow | | | | | | | |
a219 | Eternal God, enthroned on high | | | | | | | |
a220 | Vain man [men], thy [your] fond pursuits forbear | | | | | | | |
a221 | Heaven has confirmed the great [dread] decree | | | | | | | |
a222 | While on the verge of life I stand | | | | | | | |
a223 | And let this feeble body fail | | | | | | | |
a224 | What scenes of horror and of dread [death] | | | | | | | |
a225 | Thy life I read, my dearest [blessed] [gracious)],Lord | | | | | | | |
a226 | Ye mourning saints [friends] [ ones], whose streaming tears | | | | | | | |
a227 | When blooming youth is [are] snatched [called] away | | | | | | | |
a228 | Take comfort, Christians, when your friends | | | | | | | |
a229 | Ye golden lamps of heaven, farewell [adieu] | | | | | | | |
a230 | How blest is our brother | | | | | | | |
a231 | Unvail [Unveil] thy bosom, faithful tomb | | | | | | | |
a232 | When the last trumpet's awful voice | | | | | | | |
a233 | When wild confusion wrecks the air [world] | | | | | | | |
a234 | Lo he comes the king of glory | | | | | | | |
a235 | Day of judgment, day of wonders | | | | | | | |
a236 | O God, we praise thee and confess | | | | | | | |
a237 | This God is the God we adore | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]