# | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
301 | "Joy to those that serve the Lord!" | | | | | |  | |
302 | Wait on the Lord, ye heirs of hope! | | | | | |  | |
303 | As changeful as the moon | | | | | |  | |
304 | Great God! our joyful thanks to thee | | | | | |  | |
305 | We would not seek, with God our Friend | | | | | |  | |
306 | Give to the winds thy fears | | | | | |  | |
307 | Food, raiment, dwelling, health, and friends | | | | | |  | |
308 | Thou, Lord! through every changing scene | | | | | |  | |
309 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah! | | | | | |  | |
310 | O God, our help in ages past | | | | | |  | |
311 | Supreme Disposer of the heart! | | | | | |  | |
312 | Thou, God, so rulest, such the plan | | | | | |  | |
313 | When human hopes and joys depart | | | | | |  | |
314 | Is there a lone and dreary hour | | | | | |  | |
315 | Lord! it is not life to live | | | | | |  | |
316 | Though sorrows rise, and dangers roll | | | | | |  | |
317 | Thy way is on the deep, O Lord! | | | | | |  | |
318 | O God! from thee our spirits come | | | | | |  | |
319 | When anguish bows me down, I turn | | | | | |  | |
320 | O God! to thee the sinking soul | | | | | |  | |
321 | O deem not they are blest alone | | | | | |  | |
322 | Lord! have mercy when we pray | | | | | |  | |
323 | When sickness shakes the languid frame | | | | | |  | |
324 | O could I soar to worlds above | | | | | |  | |
325 | To-morrow, Lord, is thine | | | | | |  | |
326 | The short-lived day declines in haste | | | | | |  | |
327 | The swift-declining day | | | | | |  | |
328 | God of eternity! from thee | | | | | |  | |
329 | Death calls our friends, our neighbors, hence | | | | | |  | |
330 | Beneath our feet and o'er our head | | | | | |  | |
331 | See the leaves around us falling | | | | | |  | |
332 | Behold the beauteous western light! | | | | | |  | |
333 | As twilight's gradual veil is spread | | | | | |  | |
334 | I praised the earth in beauty seen | | | | | |  | |
335 | Adore, my soul, that awful name | | | | | |  | |
336 | When life as opening buds is sweet | | | | | |  | |
337 | Eternal God! enthroned on high | | | | | |  | |
338 | How blest is he whose tranquil mind | | | | | |  | |
339 | When, rising from the bed of death | | | | | |  | |
340 | Lowly and solemn be | | | | | |  | |
341 | I cannot shun the stroke of death | | | | | |  | |
342 | O where shall rest be found | | | | | |  | |
343 | Now let our souls, on wings sublime | | | | | |  | |
344 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | |  | |
345 | My Father's house on high! | | | | | |  | |
346 | Happy the man whose wishes climb | | | | | |  | |
347 | Nor eye hath seen, nor ear hath heard | | | | | |  | |
348 | Heaven is a state of rest from sin | | | | | |  | |
349 | Lord! have mercy and remove us | | | | | |  | |
350 | Heavenly day awaits our way | | | | | |  | |
351 | Lone traveller in the vale of tears! | | | | | |  | |
352 | Through sorrow's night, and danger's path | | | | | |  | |
353 | The hour of my departure's come | | | | | |  | |
354 | Ye golden lamps of heaven! farewell | | | | | |  | |
355 | Spirit! leave thy house of clay | | | | | |  | |
356 | How blest the righteous when he dies! | | | | | |  | |
357 | O God! thy pity will indulge | | | | | |  | |
358 | O stay thy tears! for they are blest | | | | | |  | |
359 | Not for the pious dead we weep | | | | | |  | |
360 | Blest hour when virtuous friends shall meet | | | | | |  | |
361 | Sovereign Ruler of the skies | | | | | |  | |
362 | In sleep's serene oblivion laid | | | | | |  | |
363 | O timely happy, timely wise | | | | | |  | |
364 | Look up to heaven! the industrious sun | | | | | |  | |
365 | Father! thy mercies never fail | | | | | |  | |
366 | Lord! we ask an evening blessing | | | | | |  | |
367 | Sleep, downy sleep! come close my eyes | | | | | |  | |
368 | Great God! how endless is thy love! | | | | | |  | |
369 | 'Tis gone, that bright and orbed blaze | | | | | |  | |
370 | On the dewy breath of even | | | | | |  | |
371 | O God! I thank thee that the night | | | | | |  | |
372 | Another day its course hath run | | | | | |  | |
373 | Safely through another week | | | | | |  | |
374 | Now your pleasant labors close | | | | | |  | |
375 | Nature, a temple worthy heaven | | | | | |  | |
376 | Great God! as seasons disappear | | | | | |  | |
377 | Fountain of mercy! God of love! | | | | | |  | |
378 | Great God! we sing that mighty hand | | | | | |  | |
379 | While, with ceaseless course, the sun | | | | | |  | |
380 | Gracious Source of every blessing! | | | | | |  | |
381 | See Israel's gentle Shepherd stand | | | | | |  | |
382 | This child we dedicate to thee | | | | | |  | |
383 | Here, Lord, when, at thy table met | | | | | |  | |
384 | Here, in the broken bread | | | | | |  | |
385 | Our Heavenly Father calls | | | | | |  | |
386 | O God! accept the sacred hour | | | | | |  | |
387 | When Christ for his disciples prayed | | | | | | | |
388 | Go to the grave in all thy glorious prime | | | | | |  | |
389 | Servant of God, well done! | | | | | |  | |
390 | So fades the lovely blooming flower | | | | | |  | |
391 | As the sweet flower which scents the morn | | | | | |  | |
392 | How are thy servants blest, O Lord! | | | | | |  | |
393 | Lord of the winds and ocean's swell! | | | | | |  | |
394 | When loud the midnight tempest roaring | | | | | |  | |
395 | Lord! while for all mankind we pray | | | | | |  | |
396 | In pleasant lands have fallen the lines | | | | | |  | |
397 | Great God! we bow before thy throne | | | | | |  | |
398 | While sounds of war are heard around | | | | | |  | |
399 | Freemen, we our chartered rights | | | | | |  | |
400 | O bow thine ear, Eternal One! | | | | | |  | |