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411 | We give thee but thine own | | | | | | | |
412 | Go, labor on, spend and be spent | | | | | | | |
413 | Take my life, and let it be, consecrated | | | | | | | |
414 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
415 | Throw out the life line across the dark wave | | | | | | | |
416 | Sowing in the morning, sowing seeds of kindness | | | | | | | |
417 | Rescue the perishing, care for the dying | | | | | | | |
418 | My life, my love I give to thee | | | | | | | |
419 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
420 | When we walk with the Lord In the light of his Word | | | | | | | |
421 | Hark, the voice of Jesus crying Who will go and work today | | | | | | | |
422 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
423 | Savior, Thy dying love Thou gavest me | | | | | | | |
424 | Immortal Love, forever full | | | | | | | |
425 | Lord, speak to me [us] that I [we] may speak | | | | | | | |
426 | Have thine own way, Lord | | | | | | | |
427 | It may not be on the mountain [mountain's] height, Or over the stormy sea | | | | | | | |
428 | O Jesus, I have promised | | | | | | | |
429 | Faith of our fathers, living still | | | | | | | |
430 | Take the name of Jesus with you, child of sorrow | | | | | | | |
431 | Through the night of doubt [pain] and sorrow | | | | | | | |
432 | Go forward, Christian soldier [soldiers] | | | | | | | |
433 | I would be true, for there are those | | | | | | | |
434 | Who is on the Lord's side, who will serve | | | | | | | |
435 | I have a Savior, he's pleading in glory | | | | | | | |
436 | Awake my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
437 | We march, we march to victory | | | | | | | |
438 | Brightly beams our Father's mercy | | | | | | | |
439 | In the hour of trial | | | | | | | |
440 | Brightly gleams our banner | | | | | | | |
441 | Soldiers of Christ, arise, and put [gird] your armor | | | | | | | |
442 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
443 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
444 | The Son of God goes forth to war | | | | | | | |
445 | Lead on, O King Eternal, The day of march has come | | | | | | | |
446 | March on, O soul, with strength | | | | | | | |
447 | Marching with the heroes | | | | | | | |
448 | The fight is on, the trumpet sound is ringing out | | | | | | | |
449 | Be strong! We are not here to play | | | | | | | |
450 | Encamped along the hills of light | | | | | | | |
451 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
452 | Yield not to temptation, for yielding is sin | | | | | | | |
453 | Fight the good fight with all thy [your] might | | | | | | | |
454 | Sound the battle cry | | | | | | | |
455 | Some day the silver cord will break, and I | | | | | | | |
456 | True hearted, whole hearted, faithful and loyal | | | | | | | |
457 | From all thy [the] saints in warfare | | | | | | | |
458 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
459 | Rise up, O men [man] [youth] of God | | | | | | | |
460 | God send us men whose aim will [shall] ['twill] be | | | | | | | |
461 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
462 | O Zion [Sion], haste, thy [your] mission high fulfilling | | | | | | | |
463 | Christ for the world we sing | | | | | | | |
464 | We've a story to tell to the nations | | | | | | | |
465 | Fling out the banner, let it float | | | | | | | |
466 | Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning | | | | | | | |
467 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
468 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
469 | God of the Nations, who from dawn of days | | | | | | | |
470 | The land we love is calling | | | | | | | |
471 | Our fathers' God, from out whose hand | | | | | | | |
472 | "O beautiful, my country!" | | | | | | | |
473 | My own dear land, where'er my footsteps wander | | | | | | | |
474 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
475 | God bless our native land, Firm may she | | | | | | | |
476 | Sleep, comrades, sleep, sleep and rest | | | | | | | |
477 | O God, beneath thy [your] guiding hand | | | | | | | |
478 | Lord, guard and guide the men who fly | | | | | | | |
479 | O Lord, our God, thy mighty hand Hath made our country free | | | | | | | |
480 | God of our fathers, Whose almighty hand | | | | | | | |
481 | God save America, New world of glory | | | | | | | |
482 | Great and fair is she, our land | | | | | | | |
483 | O beautiful for spacious skies | | | | | | | |
484 | O say can you see by the dawn's early light | | | | | | | |
485 | Mine eyes have seen the glory | | | | | | | |
486 | Lord, while for all mankind we pray | | | | | | | |
487 | God of our fathers, known of old | | | | | | | |
488 | God bless America, land that I love | | | | | | | |
489 | We plough [plow] the fields and scatter | | | | | | | |
490 | Praise to God, immortal praise | | | | | | | |
491 | With songs and honors sounding loud | | | | | | | |
492 | Praise to God and thanks we bring | | | | | | | |
493 | Come, ye [you] thankful people, come | | | | | | | |
494 | Great God of nations now to thee | | | | | | | |
495 | Ring out the old, ring in the new | | | | | | | |
496 | Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky | | | | | | | |
497 | Another year is dawning | | | | | | | |
498 | O blessed day of motherhood | | | | | | | |
499 | O mother dear, this day in May | | | | | | | |
500 | O happy home where thou art loved the dearest | | | | | | | |
501 | My God, and is thy table spread | | | | | | | |
502 | Bread of [for] the world, in mercy broken | | | | | | | |
503 | Not worthy Lord to gather up the crumbs with trembling hand that from thy table fall | | | | | | | |
504 | 'Twas on that night, when doomed to know [die] | | | | | | | |
505 | Bread of heaven, on thee I [we] feed | | | | | | | |
506 | Jesus, thou joy of loving hearts | | | | | | | |
507 | From the table now retiring | | | | | | | |
508 | Remember me, the Savior [Master] said | | | | | | | |
509 | How sweet and silent is the place | | | | | | | |
510 | Here, O my Lord, I see thee face to face | | | | | | | |