# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
257 | For the beauty of the earth | Dix | | | | | | |
181 | For the deep love that kept us through the night | Adoration | | | | | | |
d102 | For those who wrought with loving heart | | | | | | | |
254 | For Thy mercy and thy grace | Crucifer | | | | | | |
d104 | For thy mercy aye pursuing | | | | | | | |
d105 | Forth in thy name [strength], O Lord, I [we] go | | | | | | | |
d106 | Forward be our [thy] watchword, steps [hearts] and voices | | | | | | | |
d107 | Forward through the ages | | | | | | | |
d108 | Friend of the home, as when in Galilee | | | | | | | |
d109 | From age to age they gather | | | | | | | |
d110 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
d111 | From ocean unto ocean, Our land shall own | | | | | | | |
d112 | From the eastern mountains | | | | | | | |
d113 | From the table now retiring | | | | | | | |
d114 | From thee all skill and science flow | | | | | | | |
d115 | Gather us in, thou love that fillest all | | | | | | | |
d116 | Give to the winds thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
d117 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
d118 | Go forth to life, O child of earth | | | | | | | |
d119 | Go, labor on, spend and be spent | | | | | | | |
263 | Go not, my soul, in search of Him | Anagola | | | | | | |
d121 | God bless our native land, may heaven's [his] protecting hand | | | | | | | |
244 | God is love; His mercy brightens | Carter | | | | | | |
d123 | God is my [our] strong salvation | | | | | | | |
d124 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
d125 | God of grace and God of glory | | | | | | | |
d126 | God of our fathers, known of old | | | | | | | |
d127 | God of our fathers, Whose almighty hand | | | | | | | |
d128 | God of our life, through all the circling years | | | | | | | |
d129 | God of our youth, to whom we yield | | | | | | | |
d130 | God of the changing year, whose arm of power | | | | | | | |
d131 | God of the circling realms of space | | | | | | | |
234 | God of the earth, the sky, the sea | Sheltering Wing | | | | | | |
d133 | God of the nations, near and far | | | | | | | |
d134 | God of the Nations, who from dawn of days | | | | | | | |
d135 | God of the prophets, Bless the prophets' sons | | | | | | | |
d136 | God of the strong, God of the weak | | | | | | | |
d137 | God save America, New world of glory | | | | | | | |
d138 | God send us men whose aim will [shall] ['twill] be | | | | | | | |
d139 | God, the all merciful, Earth has [hath] forsaken | | | | | | | |
d140 | God's trumpet wakes the slumbering world | | | | | | | |
d141 | Good Christian men [friends], rejoice, with heart and soul | | | | | | | |
259 | Gracious Spirit, dwell with me | Dix | | | | | | |
d143 | Great God, we sing that mighty hand | | | | | | | |
d144 | Hail, gladdening Light, of his pure glory poured | Nachtlied | | | | | | |
d145 | Hail the glorious golden city | | | | | | | |
d146 | Hail the hero workers of the mighty past | | | | | | | |
d147 | Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning | | | | | | | |
d148 | Hail to the Lord's anointed | | | | | | | |
d149 | Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King | | | | | | | |
d150 | Haste, O haste, delightful morning | | | | | | | |
d151 | He leadeth me, O blessed thought | | | | | | | |
d152 | He liveth long who liveth well | | | | | | | |
240 | He who suns and worlds upholdeth | Regent Square | | | | | | |
d154 | He who would valiant be | | | | | | | |
d155 | Hear, hear, O ye nations, and hearing obey | | | | | | | |
d156 | Heaven is here, its [where] hymns of gladness | | | | | | | |
d157 | Heralds of Christ, who bear the King's command | | | | | | | |
d158 | Here at thy table, Lord, this sacred hour | | | | | | | |
d159 | Here, O my Lord, I see thee face to face | | | | | | | |
272 | Holy Father, thou hast given | St. Athanasius | | | | | | |
186 | Holy, holy, holy! Lord God Almighty! | Nicaea | | | | | | |
d162 | Holy Spirit, Lord of love, thou who camest | | | | | | | |
267 | Holy Spirit, Truth divine, Dawn upon this soul of mine | Mercy | | | | | | |
d164 | Hosanna to the living Lord | | | | | | | |
d165 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
d166 | How gentle God's commands | | | | | | | |
249 | How near to us, O God, thou art! | Maryton | | | | | | |
d168 | How sweet and silent is the place | | | | | | | |
d169 | I am trusting thee, Lord Jesus, trusting only thee | | | | | | | |
d170 | I cannot think of them as dead | | | | | | | |
d171 | I do not ask, [O Lord], that life may be | | | | | | | |
266 | I hear Thy voice, within the silence speaking | Consolation | | | | | | |
d173 | I heard the bells on Christmas day | | | | | | | |
d174 | I heard the voice of Jesus say, come unto me and rest | | | | | | | |
d175 | I heard the voice of Jesus say, come unto me and rest | | | | | | | |
d176 | I know not how that Bethlehem's babe | | | | | | | |
d177 | I look to thee in every need | | | | | | | |
d178 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
d179 | I need thee every hour, most gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
d180 | I thank thee, Lord, for strength of arm | | | | | | | |
d181 | I would be true, for there are those | | | | | | | |
246 | Immortal Love, forever full | Serenity | | | | | | |
d183 | In Christ there is no east or [nor] west | | | | | | | |
d184 | In heavenly love abiding | | | | | | | |
d185 | In life's earnest morning | | | | | | | |
d186 | In memory of the Savior's love | | | | | | | |
d187 | In the cross of Christ I [we] glory, towering | | | | | | | |
d188 | In the hour of trial | | | | | | | |
d189 | In the lonely midnight, on the wintry hill | | | | | | | |
d190 | It came upon the [a] midnight clear | | | | | | | |
d191 | It singeth low in every heart, we hear it each and all | | | | | | | |
d192 | I've found a Friend, O, such a Friend | | | | | | | |
d193 | Jerusalem, the golden, with milk and honey blest | | | | | | | |
d194 | Jesu, in thy dying woes | | | | | | | |
d195 | Jesus all our ransom paid | | | | | | | |
d196 | Jesus calls us, o'er the tumult | | | | | | | |
d197 | Jesus came, the heavens adoring | | | | | | | |
d198 | Jesus, kneel beside me | | | | | | | |
d199 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |