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502 | Our Helper, God, we bless his [thy] name | | | | | | | |
503 | See how the fruitless fig tree stands | | | | | | | |
504 | Great God, we sing that mighty hand | | | | | | | |
505 | Now, gracious Lord, thine [thy] arm reveal | | | | | | | |
506 | See, another year is gone | | | | | | | |
507 | While with ceaseless [careless] course the sun | | | | | | | |
508 | Life is the time to serve the Lord | | | | | | | |
509 | When blooming youth is [are] snatched [called] away | | | | | | | |
510 | How blest the righteous when he dies | | | | | | | |
511 | There is a house not made with [by] hands, Eternal | | | | | | | |
512 | Beneath our feet and o'er our head | | | | | | | |
513 | Now let our mourning [drooping] hearts revive | | | | | | | |
514 | Death cannot make our souls afraid, If God be with us there | | | | | | | |
515 | O for an overcoming faith | | | | | | | |
516 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
517 | In vain my [the] fancy strives to paint The moment after death | | | | | | | |
518 | Death floats [rides] on every passing breeze | | | | | | | |
519 | And must this body die | | | | | | | |
520 | How will my [thy] heart [soul] endure | | | | | | | |
521 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
522 | O God, my inmost soul convert | | | | | | | |
523 | And must I be to judgment brought | | | | | | | |
524 | O [When] thou my righteous Judge shall [shalt] come | | | | | | | |
525 | The [That] day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven | | | | | | | |
526 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
527 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
528 | We've no abiding city here | | | | | | | |
529 | Nor eye hath seen nor ear hath heard | | | | | | | |
530 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
531 | Our sins, alas, how strong they be [are] | | | | | | | |
532 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
533 | There is a world of perfect bliss Above the starry skies | | | | | | | |
534 | What sinners value, I resign | | | | | | | |
535 | Give me the wings of faith to rise | | | | | | | |
536 | How vain a thought is bliss below | | | | | | | |
537 | There is an hour of hallowed peace | | | | | | | |
538 | This world is all a fleeting show | | | | | | | |
539 | This world's not all a fleeting show | | | | | | | |
540 | There is a place of sacred rest | | | | | | | |
541 | My Father's house, my Father's house | | | | | | | |
542 | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
543 | There is a region lovelier far Than sages tell or poets sing | | | | | | | |
544 | Jerusalem, my glorious home | | | | | | | |
545 | There is a land mine [my] eye [eyes] hath seen | | | | | | | |
546 | O sinner, bring not tears alone Or outward form of | | | | | | | |
547 | Lord, look on all assembled here | | | | | | | |
548 | Dread Jehovah, God of nations | | | | | | | |
549 | Why should thy face, where mercies dwell | | | | | | | |
550 | Oft have our ears, great God, been taught | | | | | | | |
551 | Swell the anthem, raise the song | | | | | | | |
552 | Creator [Great] God, thy glories blaze | | | | | | | |
553 | O bless the Lord, my soul | | | | | | | |
554 | Lord of heaven, and earth, and ocean | | | | | | | |
555 | Every sheaf of golden grain | | | | | | | |
556 | Praise the Lord, who reigns in heaven | | | | | | | |
557 | Give to our God [the Lord] immortal praise | | | | | | | |
558 | Praise to God, the great Creator, Bounteous | | | | | | | |
559 | Here, in thy name, eternal God | | | | | | | |
560 | Almighty God, thy constant care | | | | | | | |
561 | Lord, send thy word, and let it fly [run] | | | | | | | |
562 | Behold the mountain of the Lord | | | | | | | |
563 | How long shall virtue languish | | | | | | | |
564 | O, shun the bowl, when rich delight | | | | | | | |
565 | Friends of freedom, swell the song | | | | | | | |
566 | Hear us, Father, while we cry | | | | | | | |
567 | Lord, when thine ancient people cried | | | | | | | |
568 | Hark, the wail, the voice of anguish | | | | | | | |
569 | Hail to the Lord's anointed | | | | | | | |
570 | Break every yoke, the gospel cries | | | | | | | |
571 | Roll on, thou joyful day | | | | | | | |
572 | Our little bark, on boisterous seas | | | | | | | |
573 | O for a breeze of heavenly love | | | | | | | |
574 | Grant the abundance of the sea | | | | | | | |
575 | We come, O Lord, before thy throne | | | | | | | |
576 | Beset with snares on every hand | | | | | | | |
577 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
578 | Though hard the winds are blowing | | | | | | | |
579 | A wail comes o'er the wave, And speaks of sighing | | | | | | | |
580 | Jesus and can it ever be | | | | | | | |
581 | The great Redeemer we adore | | | | | | | |
582 | Do we not know that solemn word | | | | | | | |
583 | Come happy souls, adore the Lamb | | | | | | | |
584 | Thus was the great Redeemer plunged | | | | | | | |
585 | Jesus, mighty King in [of] Zion | | | | | | | |
586 | Hither we come, our dearest Lord | | | | | | | |
587 | With willing hearts we tread | | | | | | | |
588 | Our Savior bowed beneath the wave | | | | | | | |
589 | Lord, at thy table I [we] behold The wonders of thy grace | | | | | | | |
590 | Jesus invites his saints | | | | | | | |
591 | O thou, my soul, forget no more | | | | | | | |
592 | Bread of heaven, on thee I [we] feed | | | | | | | |
593 | From all that [who] dwell [dwells] below the [in earth and] skies | | | | | | | |
594 | To God the Father, God the Son | | | | | | | |
595 | Praise God, from whom all blessings flow | | | | | | | |
596 | Let God the Father, and the Son | | | | | | | |
597 | To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost | | | | | | | |
598 | Ye angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
599 | To God the Father's throne | | | | | | | |
600 | Sing we to our God above | | | | | | | |
T1 | Be thou, O God, exalted high | | | | | | | |