# | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
201 | Meet and right it is to sing | | | | | |  | |
202 | Praise the Lord, who reigns above | | | | | |  | |
203 | Hark! the herald-angels sing | | | | | |  | |
204 | Shepherds! hail the wondrous stranger | | | | | |  | |
205 | O Thou holy God! come down | | | | | |  | |
206 | While shepherds watch'd their flocks by night | | | | | |  | |
207 | Awake--awake the sacred song | | | | | |  | |
208 | Angels rejoiced and sweetly sung | | | | | |  | |
209 | Hark! what mean those holy voices | | | | | |  | |
210 | Angels, from the realms of glory | | | | | |  | |
211 | Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven | | | | | |  | |
212 | Mighty God! while angels bless Thee | | | | | |  | |
213 | Praise the Lord! ye heavens, adore Him | | | | | |  | |
214 | The scene around me disappears | | | | | |  | |
215 | No war nor battle's sound | | | | | |  | |
216 | Joy to the world, the Lord is come! | | | | | |  | |
217 | Mortals, awake, with angels join | | | | | |  | |
218 | Hark, the glad sound! the Saviour comes! | | | | | |  | |
219 | Calm on the listening ear of night | | | | | |  | |
220 | Messiah! at Thy glad approach | | | | | |  | |
221 | Hark! what celestial sounds | | | | | |  | |
222 | Hark! hark!--the notes of joy | | | | | |  | |
223 | See, daylight is fading o'er earth and o'er ocean | | | | | |  | |
224 | When through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming | | | | | |  | |
225 | While nature was sinking in stillness to rest | | | | | |  | |
226 | Thou sweet flowing Kedron, by thy silver stream | | | | | |  | |
227 | O'er the dark wave of Galilee | | | | | |  | |
228 | When Jordan hushed his waters still | | | | | |  | |
229 | How sweetly flowed the gospel sound | | | | | |  | |
230 | How beauteous were the marks divine | | | | | |  | |
231 | Lord, in Thy garden agony | | | | | |  | |
232 | Have we no tears to shed for Him | | | | | |  | |
233 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | |  | |
234 | Ride on, ride on in majesty! | | | | | |  | |
235 | He dies!--the friend of sinners dies | | | | | |  | |
236 | Jews were wrought to cruel madness | | | | | |  | |
237 | At the cross her station keeping | | | | | |  | |
238 | See the Lord of glory dying | | | | | |  | |
239 | 'Tis midnight, and on Olive's brow | | | | | |  | |
240 | Behold the Man! how glorious He! | | | | | |  | |
241 | From Calvary a cry was heard | | | | | |  | |
242 | 'Tis finished!--so the Saviour cried | | | | | |  | |
243 | Lord, what a heaven of saving grace | | | | | |  | |
244 | 'Twas on that dark, that doleful night | | | | | |  | |
245 | The morning dawns upon the place | | | | | |  | |
246 | He knelt; the Saviour knelt and prayed | | | | | |  | |
247 | O sacred Head, now wounded | | | | | |  | |
248 | Behold the Lamb, O Thou, for sinners slain | | | | | |  | |
249 | The Saviour, what a noble flame | | | | | |  | |
250 | Behold, where, in a mortal form | | | | | |  | |
251 | Behold the Saviour of mankind | | | | | |  | |
252 | O Thou eternal King most high! | | | | | |  | |
253 | Jesus, our Lord, ascend Thy throne | | | | | |  | |
254 | The true Messiah now appears | | | | | |  | |
255 | Yes, the Redeemer rose; The Saviour left the dead | | | | | |  | |
256 | God is gone up on high | | | | | |  | |
257 | Ye saints! your music bring | | | | | |  | |
258 | Join all the glorious names | | | | | |  | |
259 | Jesus--transporting name! | | | | | |  | |
260 | Our Lord is risen from the dead | | | | | |  | |
261 | Hail! morning known among the blest | | | | | |  | |
262 | Hosanna to the living Lord! | | | | | |  | |
263 | Now for a tune of lofty praise | | | | | |  | |
264 | When I the holy grave survey | | | | | |  | |
265 | Where high the heavenly temple stands | | | | | |  | |
266 | Hail to the Prince of life and peace | | | | | |  | |
267 | Oh! for a shout of sacred joy | | | | | |  | |
268 | Triumphant, Christ ascends on high | | | | | |  | |
269 | The head that once was crown'd with thorns | | | | | |  | |
270 | He, who on earth as man was known | | | | | |  | |
271 | Now let our cheerful eyes survey | | | | | |  | |
272 | With joy we meditate the grace | | | | | |  | |
273 | Ye humble souls, that seek the Lord | | | | | |  | |
274 | Holy, holy, holy Lord! Live by heaven and earth adored! | | | | | |  | |
275 | Holy, holy, holy Lord! Be Thy glorious name adored | | | | | |  | |
276 | Morning breaks upon the tomb | | | | | |  | |
277 | Angels, roll the rock away! | | | | | |  | |
278 | Christ, the Lord, is risen to-day | | | | | |  | |
279 | Glory, glory to our King! | | | | | |  | |
280 | Hail the day that sees Him rise | | | | | |  | |
281 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | |  | |
282 | Brightest and best of the sons of the morning! | | | | | |  | |
283 | Lift your glad voices in triumph on high | | | | | |  | |
284 | How calm and beautiful the morn | | | | | |  | |
285 | Welcome that star in Judah's sky | | | | | |  | |
286 | Beyond the starry skies | | | | | |  | |
287 | "The Lord is risen indeed" | | | | | |  | |
288 | Enthroned is Jesus now | | | | | |  | |
289 | Our blest Redeemer, ere He breathed | | | | | |  | |
290 | When God of old came down from heav'n | | | | | |  | |
291 | No track is on the sunny sky | | | | | |  | |
292 | Rise, glorious Conqueror, rise | | | | | |  | |
293 | Head of the hosts in glory! | | | | | |  | |
294 | Sing, sing His lofty praise | | | | | |  | |
295 | Let us awake our joys | | | | | |  | |
296 | Hark! ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | |  | |
297 | Look! ye saints;--the sight is glorious | | | | | |  | |
298 | Hail, thou happy morn, so glorious! | | | | | |  | |
299 | Hail, thou once despised Jesus! | | | | | |  | |
300 | Hark! the voice of love and mercy | | | | | |  | |