| Topic | Sub-Topic | Hymn | First Line |
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| Mourning and Consolation | | #495 | As the sweet flower, which scents the morn |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #496 | When blooming youth is snatched away |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #497 | The morning flowers display their sweets |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #498 | Sister, thou wast mild and lovely |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #499 | As bowed by sudden storms, the rose |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #500 | Dear as thou wert and justly dear |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #501 | Brother, though from yonder sky |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #502 | Clay to clay, and dust to dust |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #503 | When life's tempestuous storms are o'er |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #504 | Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #505 | Brother, rest from sin and sorrow |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #506 | Why do we mourn departing friends |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #507 | Why should we start and fear to die |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #508 | Why, weep for those, frail child of woe |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #509 | How blest the righteous when he dies |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #510 | Deem not that they are blest alone |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #511 | Affliction is a stormy deep |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #512 | Not for the pious dead we weep |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #513 | Let others boast how strong they be |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #514 | Brother, thou art gone to rest |
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