# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
101 | Omnipresent God! whose aid | | | | | | | |
102 | O God, I thank thee that the night | | | | | | | |
103 | Another day its course hath run | | | | | | | |
104 | Send down thy winged angel, God! | | | | | | | |
105 | Saviour, thy law we love | | | | | | | |
106 | People of the living God | | | | | | | |
107 | Come in, thou blessed of the Lord | | | | | | | |
108 | O, cease, thou wandering soul | | | | | | | |
109 | Bread of the world in mercy broken | | | | | | | |
110 | Prepare us, Lord, to view thy cross | | | | | | | |
111 | Oh Father, hear us, when we call | | | | | | | |
112 | According to thy gracious word | | | | | | | |
113 | O here. if ever, God of love! | | | | | | | |
114 | Ye followers of the Prince of Peace | | | | | | | |
115 | Here, in the broken bread | | | | | | | |
116 | Our heavenly Father calls | | | | | | | |
117 | Not with terror do we meet | | | | | | | |
118 | Bread of heaven, on thee we feed | | | | | | | |
119 | In the cross of Christ I glory | | | | | | | |
120 | Lord Jesus, come; for here | | | | | | | |
121 | O for a prophet's fire | | | | | | | |
122 | From the table now retiring | | | | | | | |
123 | In the soft season of thy youth | | | | | | | |
124 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
125 | Remember thy Creator | | | | | | | |
126 | Within these walls be peace | | | | | | | |
127 | Suppliant, lo! thy children bend | | | | | | | |
128 | Child! to thee the loved of Heaven | | | | | | | |
129 | Jesus Christ, my Lord and Saviour | | | | | | | |
130 | Great God! and wilt thou condescend | | | | | | | |
131 | I would not live alway: I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
132 | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
133 | Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims | | | | | | | |
134 | How blessed the righteous when he dies! | | | | | | | |
135 | Happy soul, thy days are ended | | | | | | | |
136 | The morning flowers display their sweets | | | | | | | |
137 | Brother, thou art gone before us | | | | | | | |
138 | Thou art gone to the grave, but we will not deplore thee | | | | | | | |
139 | What though the stream be dead | | | | | | | |
140 | The air of death breathes through our souls | | | | | | | |
141 | Calm on the bosom of thy God | | | | | | | |
142 | As the sweet flower that scents the morn | | | | | | | |
143 | Go to the grave in all they glorious prime | | | | | | | |
144 | Servant of God, well done! | | | | | | | |
145 | Clay to clay, and dust to dust! | | | | | | | |
146 | Lowly and solemn be | | | | | | | |
147 | Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb | | | | | | | |
148 | Sister, thou was mild and lovely | | | | | | | |
149 | Farewell, thou once a mortal | | | | | | | |
150 | Watchman! tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
151 | Calm on the listening ear of night | | | | | | | |
152 | Hark! what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
153 | Hail! to the Lord's anointed! | | | | | | | |
154 | While shepherds watched their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
155 | Brightest and best of the sons of the morning! | | | | | | | |
156 | Go to dark Gethsemane | | | | | | | |
157 | Father, when in dust to thee | | | | | | | |
158 | The voice of free grace cries, "Escape to the mountain" | | | | | | | |
159 | Again the Lord of life and light | | | | | | | |
160 | Angels, roll the rock away | | | | | | | |
161 | When God, of old, came down from heaven | | | | | | | |
162 | Spirit of truth, on this thy day | | | | | | | |
163 | The saints on earth and those above | | | | | | | |
164 | Not to the terrors of the Lord | | | | | | | |
165 | The triumphs of the martyred saints | | | | | | | |
166 | For all thy saints, O God | | | | | | | |
167 | O sinner, bring not tears alone | | | | | | | |
168 | Great Framer of unnumbered worlds | | | | | | | |
169 | The breaking waves dashed high | | | | | | | |
170 | When o'er the billow heaving deep | | | | | | | |
171 | Sons of renowned sires | | | | | | | |
172 | For all thy gifts we praise thee, Lord | | | | | | | |
173 | Praise to the heroes who struck for the Right | | | | | | | |
174 | An offering to the shrine of power | | | | | | | |
175 | While with ceaseless course, the sun | | | | | | | |
176 | God of the changing year, whose arm of power | | | | | | | |
177 | Eternal Source of every joy! | | | | | | | |
178 | Mark the soft-falling snow | | | | | | | |
179 | From Greenland’s icy mountains | | | | | | | |
180 | Break forth in song, ye trees | | | | | | | |
181 | My country, 'tis of thee, | | | | | | | |
182 | In pleasant lands have fallen the lines | | | | | | | |
183 | God of mercy, do thou never | | | | | | | |
184 | Men! whose boast it is that ye | | | | | | | |
185 | O God, we praise thee, and confess | | | | | | | |
186 | Let one loud song of praise arise | | | | | | | |
187 | Glory be to God on high | | | | | | | |
188 | Oh thou whom neither time nor space | | | | | | | |
189 | Eternal God, Almighty Cause | | | | | | | |
190 | O God, our strength, to thee the song | | | | | | | |
191 | Jehovah, God, thy gracious power | | | | | | | |
192 | In all my vast concerns with thee | | | | | | | |
193 | Beyond, beyond that boundless sea | | | | | | | |
194 | Among the deepest shades of night | | | | | | | |
195 | With glory clad, with strength arrayed | | | | | | | |
196 | The Lord Jehovah reigns | | | | | | | |
197 | Eternal and immortal King | | | | | | | |
198 | Can creatures to perfection find | | | | | | | |
199 | When Israel of the Lord beloved | | | | | | | |
200 | O all-creating God! | | | | | | | |