# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
401 | Come, ye [you] thankful people, come | | | | | | | |
402 | O God, beneath thy [your] guiding hand | | | | | | | |
403 | Great God of nations now to thee | | | | | | | |
404 | To thee, our God, we fly for mercy and for grace | | | | | | | |
405 | God bless our native land, Firm may she | | | | | | | |
406 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
407 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
408 | Time is winging us away | | | | | | | |
409 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
410 | Unvail [Unveil] thy bosom, faithful tomb | | | | | | | |
411 | Almighty Maker of my frame | | | | | | | |
412 | Let me be with thee where thou art | | | | | | | |
413 | Lord, when I quit this earthly stage | | | | | | | |
414 | How vain is all beneath the skies [sky] | | | | | | | |
415 | Lord, it belongs not to my [our] care | | | | | | | |
416 | O God, our help in ages past | | | | | | | |
417 | Lord, let me know mine [my] end | | | | | | | |
418 | O for the death of those | | | | | | | |
419 | One [A] sweetly [sweet] solemn thought comes to me o'er and o'er | | | | | | | |
420 | Forever with the Lord [our God], amen, so let it be | | | | | | | |
421 | A few more years shall roll | | | | | | | |
422 | How swiftly the torrent rolls | | | | | | | |
423 | When our heads are bowed with woe | | | | | | | |
424 | Hark! a voice divides the sky! | | | | | | | |
425 | We are dying day by day | | | | | | | |
426 | Where thy saints in glory reign | | | | | | | |
427 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
428 | Lord, when beside the grave we mourn | | | | | | | |
429 | When my last hour is close at hand, My last sad | | | | | | | |
430 | When, in that tremendous day | | | | | | | |
431 | When Thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come | | | | | | | |
432 | Hark! how the choral song of heaven | | | | | | | |
433 | Shall man O God of life and light | | | | | | | |
434 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
435 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
436 | Give me the wings of faith to rise | | | | | | | |
437 | Nor eye hath seen nor ear hath heard | | | | | | | |
438 | How bright the glorious spirits shine | | | | | | | |
439 | What are these in bright array | | | | | | | |
440 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
441 | Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims | | | | | | | |
442 | The homeland, O the homeland, the land of souls free born | | | | | | | |
443 | Jerusalem, the golden, with milk and honey blest | | | | | | | |
444 | Brief life is here our portion | | | | | | | |
445 | Hark, hark, my soul! angelic songs are swelling | | | | | | | |
446 | Sleep thy last sleep | | | | | | | |
447 | Let no bitter tears be shed | | | | | | | |
448 | O Paradise, O Paradise, who doth [does] [would] not win thy rest | | | | | | | |
449 | From Egypt's bondage come [came] | | | | | | | |
450 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
451 | Savior, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
452 | Gracious Savior, gentle [holy] Shepherd, Little ones [All thy lambs] [Children all] | | | | | | | |
453 | Heavenly Father, from thy throne | | | | | | | |
454 | Jesu, Savior ever mild | | | | | | | |
455 | I love to hear the story which angel [heavenly] voices tell | | | | | | | |
456 | I need thee, precious Jesus [Jesu], for I am full of sin | | | | | | | |
457 | O to be over yonder in that land | | | | | | | |
458 | Brightly gleams our banner | | | | | | | |
459 | March, march onward, soldiers true | | | | | | | |
460 | For the beauty of the earth | | | | | | | |
461 | We come to thee, dear [sweet] Savior | | | | | | | |
462 | In the vineyard of our father | | | | | | | |
463 | When, his salvation bringing [sending] | | | | | | | |
464 | Stand up, stand up for Jesus, ye soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
465 | Go forward. Christian soldier | | | | | | | |
466 | O Jesus, I have promised | | | | | | | |
467 | Come Christian children, come and raise | | | | | | | |
468 | Day by day we magnify thee | | | | | | | |
469 | Holy Father, send thy blessing | | | | | | | |
470 | I think, when I read that [the] sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
471 | Savior, blessed Savior, listen while we sing | | | | | | | |
472 | In the hour of trial | | | | | | | |
473 | Lo the voice of Jesus | | | | | | | |
474 | Into a desolate land | | | | | | | |
475 | Jesus, tender shepherd, hear us | | | | | | | |
476 | Wake, O, wake, ye weary, once more | | | | | | | |
477 | Lo, the chains of death are broken! | | | | | | | |