| Topic | Sub-Topic | Hymn | First Line |
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| Mourning and Consolation | | #535 | All nature dies, and lives again |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #536 | There is a region lovelier far |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #537 | There is an hour of hallowed peace |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #538 | I'll praise my Maker with my breath |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #539 | There is a land mine eye hath seen |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #540 | There is an hour of peaceful rest |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #541 | In vain the fancy strives to paint |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #542 | Eternal God, how frail is man |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #543 | The God of mercy will indulge |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #544 | What though the arm of conquering death |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #545 | Go to the grave in all thy glorious prime |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #546 | Pastor, thou art from us taken |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #547 | Servant of God, well done, rest |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #548 | While you with mournful thoughts deplore |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #549 | When called, O Lord, to mourn the doom |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #550 | O for a firm and lively faith |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #551 | Dark, dark indeed the grave would be |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #552 | In the broad fields of heaven |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #553 | Father, gathered round the bier |
| Mourning and Consolation | | #554 | Brother, thou art gone before us |
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