# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
701 | Jerusalem! my glorious home! | | | | | | | |
702 | How far beyond our mortal sight | | | | | | | |
703 | Nor eye hath seen, nor ear hath heard | | | | | | | |
704 | The dove let loose in eastern skies | | | | | | | |
705 | This world is poor from shore to shore | | | | | | | |
706 | Earth has engrossed my love too long | | | | | | | |
707 | Father, I long, I faint to see | | | | | | | |
708 | What is life? 'tis but a vapor | | | | | | | |
709 | Burst, ye em'rald gates, and bring | | | | | | | |
710 | I would not live alway; I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
711 | Arm of the Lord, awake, awake | | | | | | | |
712 | Hail, sweetest, dearest tie that binds | | | | | | | |
713 | There is a place where my hopes are stayed | | | | | | | |
714 | O sing to me of heaven | | | | | | | |
715 | These glorious minds, how bright they shine | | | | | | | |
716 | To Jesus, the crown of my hope | | | | | | | |
717 | Joyfully, joyfully onward I move | | | | | | | |
718 | Come away to the skies | | | | | | | |
719 | Ye golden lamps of heaven, farewell | | | | | | | |
720 | Oh! land of rest, for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
721 | Have you heard, have you heard of that sun-bright clime | | | | | | | |
722 | How sweet to reflect on those joys that await me | | | | | | | |
723 | We speak of the realms of the blest | | | | | | | |
724 | A home in heav'n! what a joyful thought | | | | | | | |
725 | 'Mid scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
726 | Lord, what a wretched land is this | | | | | | | |
727 | Arise, my soul, on wings sublime | | | | | | | |
728 | O could our thoughts and wishes fly | | | | | | | |
729 | An alien from God, and a stranger to grace | | | | | | | |
730 | Here, in thy name, eternal God | | | | | | | |
731 | Great King of glory, come | | | | | | | |
732 | The perfect world, by Adam trod | | | | | | | |
733 | Lord of hosts! to thee we raise | | | | | | | |
734 | And will the great eternal God | | | | | | | |
735 | Great Sovereign of the earth and sky | | | | | | | |
736 | To thee this temple we devote | | | | | | | |
737 | Great Shepherd of Thy people, here | | | | | | | |
738 | Revive thy work, O Lord | | | | | | | |
739 | Blow ye the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
740 | Bless'd Jesus, Source of grace divine | | | | | | | |
741 | Savior, visit thy plantation | | | | | | | |
742 | Retire, vain world, awhile retire | | | | | | | |
743 | Fount of everlasting love | | | | | | | |
744 | The voice of free grace cries, Escape to the mountain | | | | | | | |
745 | The wandering star and fleeting wind | | | | | | | |
746 | Revive thy churches, Lord, with grace | | | | | | | |
747 | O Zion, tune thy voice | | | | | | | |
748 | Drooping souls, no longer grieve | | | | | | | |
749 | Revive our dying graces, Lord | | | | | | | |
750 | While I to grief my soul gave way | | | | | | | |
751 | O Lord! thy work revive | | | | | | | |
752 | Look down, O Lord! with pitying eye | | | | | | | |
753 | O'er the gloomy hills of darkness | | | | | | | |
754 | Yes, my native land, I love thee | | | | | | | |
755 | Behold the heathen waits to know | | | | | | | |
756 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
757 | Yes, we trust the day is breaking | | | | | | | |
758 | Assembled at thy great command | | | | | | | |
759 | Roll on, thou mighty ocean | | | | | | | |
760 | Kindred, and friends, and native land | | | | | | | |
761 | Christians! see! the orient morning | | | | | | | |
762 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
763 | Sovereign of worlds, display thy power | | | | | | | |
764 | Ye Christian heralds, go, proclaim | | | | | | | |
765 | When shall the voice of singing | | | | | | | |
766 | Go, ye messengers of God | | | | | | | |
767 | Onward, onward, men of heaven | | | | | | | |
768 | Up! why sleep ye, men of heaven? | | | | | | | |
769 | On Thibet's snow-capped mountains | | | | | | | |
770 | Native land!--in summer smiling | | | | | | | |
771 | O'er the realms of pagan darkness | | | | | | | |
772 | The Prince of salvation in triumph is riding | | | | | | | |
773 | Go, messenger of peace and love | | | | | | | |
774 | Men of God, go take your stations | | | | | | | |
775 | Rejoice, rejoice, the promised time is coming | | | | | | | |
776 | Watchman! tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
777 | Delightful thought! that sinners may | | | | | | | |
778 | Night wraps the land where Jesus spoke | | | | | | | |
779 | Suppliant, lo! thy children bend | | | | | | | |
780 | Sweet Sabbath-school, place dear to me | | | | | | | |
781 | We now to Christ, the Savior King | | | | | | | |
782 | Be ours the bliss in wisdom's way | | | | | | | |
783 | In life's gay morn let children learn | | | | | | | |
784 | Welcome to our festival | | | | | | | |
785 | Assembled in our school once more | | | | | | | |
786 | Death has been here, and borne away | | | | | | | |
787 | Thou, who didst with love and blessing | | | | | | | |
788 | Blest work! the youthful mind to win | | | | | | | |
789 | The voice is hush'd--the gentle voice | | | | | | | |
790 | "Remember thy Creator" | | | | | | | |
791 | Children, to your Creator, God | | | | | | | |
792 | Ye sons of Adam, vain and young | | | | | | | |
793 | Great God! with heart and tongue | | | | | | | |
794 | Now, in the heat of youthful blood | | | | | | | |
795 | While in the tender years of youth | | | | | | | |
796 | From earliest dawn of life | | | | | | | |
797 | How vain is all beneath the skies! | | | | | | | |
798 | Amidst the cheerful bloom of youth | | | | | | | |
799 | When blooming youth is snatched away | | | | | | | |
800 | The morning brigh | | | | | | | |