# | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
506 | And are we yet alive | | | | | |  | |
507 | When shall we meet again? | | | | | |  | |
508 | Now brethren, though we part | | | | | |  | |
509 | O happy day when saints shall meet | | | | | |  | |
510 | Come Christian brethren ere we part | | | | | |  | |
511 | For a season called to part | | | | | |  | |
512 | Now, pilgrims, let us go in peace | | | | | |  | |
513 | Once more a pleasant interview | | | | | |  | |
514 | While we sojourn here below | | | | | |  | |
515 | While with ceaseless [careless] course the sun | | | | | |  | |
516 | Lord, in the morning I will send My prayer to reach | | | | | |  | |
517 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | |  | |
518 | Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high | | | | | |  | |
519 | Come to the morning prayer, Come let us kneel and pray | | | | | |  | |
520 | Once more, my soul, the rising day salutes thy waking eyes | | | | | |  | |
521 | Begin the day with God, He is thy sun | | | | | |  | |
522 | The night is past and gone | | | | | |  | |
523 | Through all the dangers of the night | | | | | |  | |
524 | See how the morning [mounting] [rising] sun | | | | | |  | |
525 | When we with welcome slumber pressed | | | | | |  | |
526 | God of my life, my morning song | | | | | |  | |
527 | Now the shades of night are gone | | | | | |  | |
528 | Again, from calm and sweet repose, I rise to hail | | | | | |  | |
529 | Thou who dost my life prolong | | | | | |  | |
530 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | |  | |
531 | Now from the altar of my heart [our hearts] | | | | | |  | |
532 | In mercy, Lord, remember me | | | | | |  | |
533 | Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray | | | | | |  | |
534 | Softly now the light of day | | | | | |  | |
535 | Glory to thee, my [our] God [O Lord], this night [day] | | | | | |  | |
536 | Thou sovereign, let my evening song | | | | | |  | |
537 | Now, O my soul, the circling sun | | | | | |  | |
538 | Now one day's journey less divides | | | | | |  | |
539 | Thus far my God hath [has] led me on | | | | | |  | |
540 | In Jesus' name we come to thee | | | | | |  | |
541 | I lay me down in Jesus' arms | | | | | |  | |
542 | If peace and plenty crown my days | | | | | |  | |
543 | O bless the Lord, my soul! | | | | | |  | |
544 | We bless the Lord, the just, the [and] good Who fills our | | | | | |  | |
545 | To God, the mighty Lord, your joyful thanks repeat | | | | | |  | |
546 | Blessings to God, for ever blest | | | | | |  | |
547 | We praise thee, Lord of earth and skies | | | | | |  | |
548 | God is the fountain whence Ten thousand blessings flow | | | | | |  | |
549 | O render thanks to God above, The fountain of eternal love | | | | | |  | |
550 | We thank thee, Lord, for this our food | | | | | |  | |
551 | We thank thee, Lord, for daily break | | | | | |  | |
552 | Father, thy mercy hath supplied | | | | | |  | |
553 | To God, who from the earth and skies | | | | | |  | |
554 | Thou, who a tender Parent art | | | | | |  | |
555 | How can we see the children, Lord | | | | | |  | |
556 | Though parents may in covenant be | | | | | |  | |
557 | Happy the home, when God is there | | | | | |  | |
558 | I and my house will serve the Lord, But first obedient to his word | | | | | |  | |
559 | How happy are the young who hear | | | | | |  | |
560 | Like mist on the mountain | | | | | |  | |
561 | How shall the young secure their hearts | | | | | |  | |
562 | Jesus, tender shepherd, hear us | | | | | |  | |
563 | There is a path that leads to God, All others go astray | | | | | |  | |
564 | The bud will soon become a flower | | | | | |  | |
565 | Happy is he, whose early years [days] | | | | | |  | |
566 | Bestow, O [dear] Lord, upon our youth | | | | | |  | |
567 | Lord, a little band, and lowly, We are come | | | | | |  | |
568 | Happy the child, whose youngest [early] [tender] years | | | | | |  | |
569 | Poor and needy though I be | | | | | |  | |
570 | O ye young, ye gay, ye proud | | | | | |  | |
571 | O 'tis a folly and a crime | | | | | |  | |
572 | Ye lovely bands of blooming youth | | | | | |  | |
573 | Since Jesus freely [purely] did appear | | | | | |  | |
574 | With cheerful voices rise and sing | | | | | |  | |
575 | It is not good, Jehovah said | | | | | |  | |
576 | How long has God bestowed his care | | | | | |  | |
577 | And now, my soul another year | | | | | |  | |
578 | When brighter suns and milder skies | | | | | |  | |
579 | To praise the [thee] ever bounteous [beauteous] Lord | | | | | |  | |
580 | See the leaves around us [you] falling | | | | | |  | |
581 | Stern winter throws his [her] [its] icy chains | | | | | |  | |
582 | Let the land mourn through all its coasts | | | | | |  | |
583 | Rapid my days and months run on | | | | | |  | |
584 | Lo another year is gone | | | | | |  | |
585 | Fountain of mercy, God of love | | | | | |  | |
586 | There is a gate stands open wide [that stands ajar] | | | | | |  | |
587 | That man no guard [guards] or [nor] weapon [weapons] needs | | | | | |  | |
588 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | |  | |
589 | What must it be to dwell above | | | | | |  | |
590 | When we stand before the throne | | | | | |  | |
591 | Ye different sects, who all declare | | | | | |  | |
592 | You may sing of the beauties of the mountains and dale | | | | | |  | |
593 | Weep for the lost, thy Savior wept | | | | | |  | |
594 | My bark is on a troubled sea | | | | | |  | |
595 | One [A] sweetly [sweet] solemn thought comes to me o'er and o'er | | | | | |  | |
596 | In seasons of grief to my God I'll repair | | | | | |  | |
597 | Dear refuge of my [the] weary soul, On thee, when sorows rise | | | | | |  | |
598 | As pilgrims in this vale of tears | | | | | |  | |
599 | Be firm, be bold, be strong, be true | | | | | |  | |
600 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | |  | |
601 | As when the [a] weary traveler gains | | | | | |  | |
602 | Let thy Kingdom, blessed Savior | | | | | |  | |
603 | And must I part with all I have | | | | | |  | |
604 | How proud we are [are we], how fond to show | | | | | |  | |
605 | To keep the lamp alive with oil we fill the bowl | | | | | |  | |