# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
I | Swift my childhood's dreams are passing | | | | | | | |
II | Brothers, sisters, ere we part | | | | | | | |
III | Come, thou almighty King | | | | | | | |
IV | O God, thy grace impart | | | | | | | |
V | Praise ye Jehovah's name | | | | | | | |
VI | Praise to God,-- immortal praise | | | | | | | |
VII | Father of our feeble race | | | | | | | |
VIII | When shall we all meet again? | | | | | | | |
IX | To thy pastures, fair and large | | | | | | | |
X | Father, Refuge of my soul | | | | | | | |
XI | What are these in bright array | | | | | | | |
XII | Great God, the followers of thy Son | | | | | | | |
XIII | Great God, let all my tuneful powers | | | | | | | |
XIV | Great God, we sing that mighty hand | | | | | | | |
XV | How happy is the child who hears | | | | | | | |
XVI | Begin the high, celestial strain | | | | | | | |
XVII | O Thou, enthroned in worlds above | | | | | | | |
XVIII | Heavenly Father, grant thy blessing | | | | | | | |
XIX | Praise the Lord, when blushing morning | | | | | | | |
XX | God is love; his mercy brightens | | | | | | | |
XXI | Part in peace! is day before us? | | | | | | | |
XXII | Gracious Source of every blessing! | | | | | | | |
XXIII | Praise to thee thou great Creator! | | | | | | | |
XXIV | May the grace of Christ, our Saviour | | | | | | | |
XXV | Israel's Shepherd, guide me, feed me | | | | | | | |
XXVI | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
XXVII | God, dismiss us with thy blessing | | | | | | | |
XXVIII | Peace be to this habitation | | | | | | | |
XXIX | Rise, my soul and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
XXX | Praise the Lord, who reigns above | | | | | | | |
XXXI | The mellow eve is gliding | | | | | | | |
XXXII | O Lord, another week is flown | | | | | | | |
XXXIII | Sweet is the work, my God, my King | | | | | | | |
XXXIV | O Thou to whom, in ancient time | | | | | | | |
XXXV | Watch of Israel! we shall rest | | | | | | | |
XXXVI | Watchman! tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
XXXVII | High in yonder realms of light | | | | | | | |
XXXVIII | Father, in thy sacred dwelling | | | | | | | |
XXXIX | Far from mortal cares retreating | | | | | | | |
XL | Praise the Lord; ye heavens adore him | | | | | | | |
XLI | The morning light is breaking | | | | | | | |
XLII | As flows the rapid river | | | | | | | |
XLIII | "Remember thy Creator" | | | | | | | |
XLIV | Go when the morning shineth | | | | | | | |
XLV | A poor way faring-man of grief | | | | | | | |
XLVI | The pleasures of earth I have seen fade away | | | | | | | |
XLVII | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
XLVIII | Our souls by love together knit | | | | | | | |
XLIX | The Lord my pasture shall prepare | | | | | | | |
L | There is a happy land, Far, far away | | | | | | | |
LI | There is an hour of hallowed peace | | | | | | | |
LII | Happy the meek whose gentle breast | | | | | | | |
LIII | How blest the sacred tie that binds | | | | | | | |
LIV | As every day thy mercy spares | | | | | | | |
LV | The rose that blooms in Sharon's vale | | | | | | | |
LVI | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
LVII | Awake my soul and with the sun | | | | | | | |
LVIII | There is a pure, a peaceful wave | | | | | | | |
LIX | Jesus shall reign, where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
LX | Our Father, God, who art in heaven | | | | | | | |
LXI | Art thou my Father? canst thou bear | | | | | | | |
LXII | O Lord, behold before thy throne | | | | | | | |
LXIII | Thy works proclaim thy glory, Lord | | | | | | | |
LXIV | There is a stream, whose gentle flow | | | | | | | |
LXV | Forgive me, Lord, through thy dear Son | | | | | | | |
LXVI | Source of light and life divine! | | | | | | | |
LXVII | Thus far the Lord has led me on | | | | | | | |
LXVIII | O, sweetly breathe the lyres above | | | | | | | |
LXIX | God of the morning, at thy voice | | | | | | | |
LXX | All hail the pow'r of Jesus' name! | | | | | | | |
LXXI | While thee I seek, protecting Power | | | | | | | |
LXXII | Come, let us strike our harps afresh | | | | | | | |
LXXIII | The hours of evening close | | | | | | | |
LXXIV | From earliest dawn of life | | | | | | | |
LXXV | Ten thousand different flowers | | | | | | | |
LXXVI | Be thou, O God, exalted high | | | | | | | |
LXXVII | Let one loud song of praise arise | | | | | | | |
LXXVIII | Father, once more let grateful praise | | | | | | | |
LXXIX | Sister, thou wast mild and lovely | | | | | | | |
LXXX | When the Olive plants increasing | | | | | | | |
LXXXI | There is an hour of hallowed peace | | | | | | | |
LXXXII | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
LXXXIII | The calm retreat, the silent shade | | | | | | | |
LXXXIV | Let us love one another--not long may we stay | | | | | | | |
LXXXV | Soft, soft music is stealing | | | | | | | |
LXXXVI | Softly now the light of day | | | | | | | |
LXXXVII | Suppliant, lo! thy children bend | | | | | | | |
LXXXVIII | Child, amidst the flowers at play | | | | | | | |
LXXXIX | While nature welcomes in the day | | | | | | | |
XC | Come bless this evening's closing hour | | | | | | | |
XCI | Oh! come, come away from labor now reposing | | | | | | | |
XCII | Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright | | | | | | | |
XCIII | How sweet, how heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
XCIV | A little word in kindness said | | | | | | | |
XCV | There is a place of waveless rest | | | | | | | |
XCVI | Sleep forsakes us, may the soul | | | | | | | |
XCVII | Softly beams the dews of morning | | | | | | | |
XCVIII | When marshalled on the nightly plain | | | | | | | |
XCIX | The eastern hills are glowing | | | | | | | |
C | Thou who didst with love and blessing | | | | | | | |