# | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
501 | Woe unto me! how oft I have | | | | | |  | |
502 | Alas, and did my Savior bleed? | | | | | |  | |
503 | Come to the feast of heav'nly wine | | | | | |  | |
504 | This is the feast of heavenly wine | | | | | |  | |
505 | O wondrous love beyond degree | | | | | |  | |
506 | Christ Jesus, our eternal friend | | | | | |  | |
507 | In that sad memorable night | | | | | |  | |
508 | Come, all ye weary sinners come | | | | | |  | |
509 | O Jesus, thou my precious friend | | | | | |  | |
510 | Lord, here am I to do thy will | | | | | |  | |
511 | Ye wretched, hungry, starving poor | | | | | |  | |
512 | Lord, at thy table we behold | | | | | |  | |
513 | Come let us lift our voices high | | | | | |  | |
514 | We sing the amazing deeds | | | | | |  | |
515 | We praise the blessed Lamb of God | | | | | |  | |
516 | To our Redeemer's glorious name | | | | | |  | |
517 | Go ye, my servants, go ye forth | | | | | |  | |
518 | Father of mercies, in Thy house | | | | | |  | |
519 | Come Holy Ghost, our souls inspire | | | | | |  | |
520 | With heavenly power, O Lord, defend | | | | | |  | |
521 | The great Apostle gave command | | | | | |  | |
522 | Fair Zion's King, we suppliant bow | | | | | |  | |
523 | Today we lay the corner stone | | | | | |  | |
524 | And will the great eternal God | | | | | |  | |
525 | We praise the Lord, whose love is great | | | | | |  | |
526 | With reverence and holy fear | | | | | |  | |
527 | Let Zion sing her songs of praise | | | | | |  | |
528 | Come, Holy Spirit, condescend | | | | | |  | |
529 | Thou Fount of every good required | | | | | |  | |
530 | Jesus, thy wandering sheep behold | | | | | |  | |
531 | Let thanks and praises be to God | | | | | |  | |
532 | And let our bodies part | | | | | |  | |
533 | Father of mercies, bow thine ear | | | | | |  | |
534 | Unto thy Zion, Lord, return | | | | | |  | |
535 | The Lord will build his church | | | | | |  | |
536 | Great God, from whom all blessings flow | | | | | |  | |
537 | The Lord who knoweth all we need | | | | | |  | |
538 | Lord, thou didst give what creatures need | | | | | |  | |
539 | Thanks unto Thee, O Lord, we give | | | | | |  | |
540 | The Lord who doth my wants supply | | | | | |  | |
541 | Lord, we return our praise to thee | | | | | |  | |
542 | These gifts which from thy bounty flow | | | | | |  | |
543 | Now from my bed of sleep I rise | | | | | |  | |
544 | Awake, my soul, my mind, awake | | | | | |  | |
545 | My soul shall worship Thee | | | | | |  | |
546 | The Lord who reigns above the skies | | | | | |  | |
547 | O let me praise my Savior's love | | | | | |  | |
548 | Now I awake to praise my Lord | | | | | |  | |
549 | Once more, my soul, the rising day | | | | | |  | |
550 | My God was with me all the night | | | | | |  | |
551 | The sun now rises shining bright | | | | | |  | |
552 | Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord we love | | | | | |  | |
553 | Sweet is the work, my God, my King | | | | | |  | |
554 | I praise my God, the night is gone | | | | | |  | |
555 | My thankful tribute I will pay | | | | | |  | |
556 | This day is spent, the night is come | | | | | |  | |
557 | Dear Lord accept my evening song | | | | | |  | |
558 | Lord, I prepare to take repose | | | | | |  | |
559 | Unto the Lord my gracious God | | | | | |  | |
560 | Praise thou, my soul, the Lord on high | | | | | |  | |
561 | To thee, great Lord, my heavenly King | | | | | |  | |
562 | Dread Sovereign, let my evening song | | | | | |  | |
563 | O Lord, thy holy angels send | | | | | |  | |
564 | O Jesus, I will take repose | | | | | |  | |
565 | Frequent the day of God returns | | | | | |  | |
566 | I am, O Lord, with pains oppressed | | | | | |  | |
567 | Begone, my earthly cares, away | | | | | |  | |
568 | Jesus, the patient's surest friend | | | | | |  | |
569 | Commit your way unto the Lord | | | | | |  | |
570 | God of my life, look gently down | | | | | |  | |
571 | Whom man forsakes thou wilt not leave | | | | | |  | |
572 | When dangers, woes, or death are nigh | | | | | |  | |
573 | A helpless creature here I lie | | | | | |  | |
574 | Lord, I am pained; but I resign | | | | | |  | |
575 | My warfare now will soon be o'er | | | | | |  | |
576 | Death may dissolve my body now | | | | | |  | |
577 | When bending o'er the brink of life | | | | | |  | |
578 | Why should we start and fear to die | | | | | |  | |
579 | Great God, I own the sentence just | | | | | |  | |
580 | Eternal praises to my Lord | | | | | |  | |
581 | When we are raised from deep distress | | | | | |  | |
582 | My God, since thou hast raised me up | | | | | |  | |
583 | O hark, unto the sounding bell | | | | | |  | |
584 | Have mercy, Lord, on us we pray | | | | | |  | |
585 | He that hath made his refuge, God | | | | | |  | |
586 | Eternal praises to the Lord | | | | | |  | |
587 | Thanks be to God, who heard our prayer | | | | | |  | |
588 | True Christians need not fear to die | | | | | |  | |
589 | To live in Christ, is life indeed | | | | | |  | |
590 | Ye careless sons of men be wise | | | | | |  | |
591 | Now my departure is at hand | | | | | |  | |
592 | Our days on earth are sad and few | | | | | |  | |
593 | Jesus, my hope and confidence | | | | | |  | |
594 | Hark, from the tomba a doleful sound | | | | | |  | |
595 | Teach me the measure of my days | | | | | |  | |
596 | That awful hour will soon appear | | | | | |  | |
597 | Must friends and kindred droop and die | | | | | |  | |
598 | While to the grave our friends are borne | | | | | |  | |
599 | Though nature's voice you must obey | | | | | |  | |
600 | Ye Christian parents, dry your tears | | | | | |  | |