# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
1093 | Great God, as seasons disappear | | | | | | | |
1094 | Fountain of mercy, God of love | | | | | | | |
1095 | At length the wished for spring has come | | | | | | | |
1096 | How pleasing is thy [the] voice | | | | | | | |
1097 | When brighter suns and milder skies | | | | | | | |
1098 | The leaves around me falling | | | | | | | |
1099 | See the leaves around us [you] falling | | | | | | | |
1100 | The hoary frost, the fleecy snow descend | | | | | | | |
1101 | Be joyful in God, all ye lands | | | | | | | |
1102 | Sovereign of all the worlds above | | | | | | | |
1103 | Swell the anthem, raise the song | | | | | | | |
1104 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
1105 | Great God, beneath whose piercing eye | | | | | | | |
1106 | We bless thy name, Almighty God | | | | | | | |
1107 | Lord, while for all mankind we pray | | | | | | | |
1108 | Lord, let thy goodness lead our land | | | | | | | |
1109 | Let every heart rejoice and sing, Let choral anthems | | | | | | | |
1110 | Lord, look on all assembled here | | | | | | | |
1111 | Lord, thou hast scourged our guilty land | | | | | | | |
1112 | See, gracious God [Lord], before thy throne | | | | | | | |
1113 | Dread Jehovah, God of nations | | | | | | | |
1114 | On Thee, our Guardian, God, we call | | | | | | | |
1115 | Great Ruler of the earth and skies | | | | | | | |
1116 | With all the boasted pomp of war | | | | | | | |
1117 | How hast thou, Lord, in righteous wrath | | | | | | | |
1118 | Eternal God, our humbled souls before thy presence | | | | | | | |
1119 | The Lord in judgment now appears | | | | | | | |
1120 | O sinner, bring not tears alone Or outward form of | | | | | | | |
1121 | God of the morning, at whose [thy] voice | | | | | | | |
1122 | My God, how endless [lasting] is thy love | | | | | | | |
1123 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | | | |
1124 | Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high | | | | | | | |
1125 | Hosanna, with a cheerful sound | | | | | | | |
1126 | Once more, my soul, the rising day salutes thy waking eyes | | | | | | | |
1127 | God of my life, my morning song | | | | | | | |
1128 | Thou that dost my life prolong | | | | | | | |
1129 | Serene, I laid me down | | | | | | | |
1130 | On thee, each morning, O my God, My waking thoughts attend | | | | | | | |
1131 | Now the shades of night are gone | | | | | | | |
1132 | My God, accept my early vows | | | | | | | |
1133 | To thee, let my [our] first offering [offerings] rise | | | | | | | |
1134 | Thrice happy souls [men] [they], who born [heirs] from [of] heaven | | | | | | | |
1135 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
1136 | Dread Sovereign, let my evening song | | | | | | | |
1137 | Great God, to thee my evening song | | | | | | | |
1138 | Another day is past, the hours | | | | | | | |
1139 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
1140 | O Lord, another day [week] has [is] flown | | | | | | | |
1141 | Glory to thee, my [our] God [O Lord], this night [day] | | | | | | | |
1142 | Softly now the light of day | | | | | | | |
1143 | Savior, breathe an evening blessing | | | | | | | |
1144 | Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray | | | | | | | |
1145 | Now from the altar of my heart [our hearts] | | | | | | | |
1146 | In all my [our] [thy] ways, O God [Lord] I would acknowledge thee | | | | | | | |
1147 | For a season called to part | | | | | | | |
1148 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
1149 | Hail, sweetest, dearest, tie that binds | | | | | | | |
1150 | Blest be the [that] dear uniting love | | | | | | | |
1151 | And let our bodies part | | | | | | | |
1152 | Come Christian brethren ere we part | | | | | | | |
1153 | Once more before we part, O [we'll] bless the Savior's [Redeemer's] name | | | | | | | |
1154 | When in this world of grief | | | | | | | |
1155 | While in the world we still [yet] remain | | | | | | | |
1156 | Nay, shrink not from the word farewell | | | | | | | |
1157 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Fill our | | | | | | | |
1158 | When shall we meet again? | | | | | | | |
1159 | Dismiss us with Thy blessing, Lord, Help | | | | | | | |
1160 | May the grace of Christ [God] our [the] Savior | | | | | | | |
1161 | God of eternity, from thee | | | | | | | |
1162 | How short and hasty is our life | | | | | | | |
1163 | Teach me the measure of my days | | | | | | | |
1164 | Lord, what a feeble piece | | | | | | | |
1165 | Almighty Maker of my frame | | | | | | | |
1166 | How vain are all things here below | | | | | | | |
1167 | Tomorrow, Lord, is thine | | | | | | | |
1168 | Our days, alas, our mortal days | | | | | | | |
1169 | Thee we adore, eternal name, And humbly | | | | | | | |
1170 | The short lived day declines in haste | | | | | | | |
1171 | Alas how poor and little worth | | | | | | | |
1172 | How vain is all beneath the skies [sky] | | | | | | | |
1173 | Let others boast how strong they be [are] | | | | | | | |
1174 | Life is the time to serve the Lord | | | | | | | |
1175 | Lord, what is man, poor feeble man | | | | | | | |
1176 | No room for mirth or trifling here | | | | | | | |
1177 | Through every age, eternal God | | | | | | | |
1178 | Hark, from the tomb [tombs] a doleful [warning] [mournful] sound | | | | | | | |
1179 | Heaven has confirmed the great [dread] decree | | | | | | | |
1180 | Beneath our feet and o'er our head | | | | | | | |
1181 | How still and peaceful is [Lord] the grave | | | | | | | |
1182 | My soul, come, meditate the day, And think | | | | | | | |
1183 | It is the Lord, our Saviour's hand | | | | | | | |
1184 | Death may dissolve my body now | | | | | | | |
1185 | When bending o'er the brink of life [death] | | | | | | | |
1186 | Why should we start and fear to die | | | | | | | |
1187 | O for an overcoming faith | | | | | | | |
1188 | Death cannot make our souls afraid, If God be with us there | | | | | | | |
1189 | If I must die, O, let me die, With hope | | | | | | | |
1190 | The hour of my departure's come | | | | | | | |
1191 | When the vale [veil] of death appears | | | | | | | |
1192 | When the spark of life is waning [fading] | | | | | | | |