# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
201 | It passeth knowledge, that dear love of Thine | | | | | | | |
202 | Lord, if Thou Thy grace impart | | | | | | | |
203 | Oh for a faith that will not shrink | | | | | | | |
204 | Quiet, Lord, my froward heart | | | | | | | |
205 | Be strong to hope, oh heart! | | | | | | | |
206 | Thou knowest, Lord, the weariness and sorrow | | | | | | | |
207 | O Saviour, may we never rest | | | | | | | |
208 | More love to Thee, O Christ | | | | | | | |
209 | Though we long, in sin-wrought blindness | | | | | | | |
210 | Happy soul, that free from harms | | | | | | | |
211 | This life is but a school time | | | | | | | |
212 | When winds are raging o'er the upper ocean | | | | | | | |
213 | Oh deem not they are blest alone | | | | | | | |
214 | My God, my Father, while I stray | | | | | | | |
215 | There is a holy sacrifice | | | | | | | |
216 | Still will we trust, though earth seem dark and dreary | | | | | | | |
217 | Oh for a heart to praise my God | | | | | | | |
218 | Show pity, Lord | | | | | | | |
219 | I know not if the dark or bright | | | | | | | |
220 | Love divine, all loves excelling | | | | | | | |
221 | Thy way is in the deep, O Lord! | | | | | | | |
222 | All as God wills, who wisely heeds | | | | | | | |
223 | All before us lies the way | | | | | | | |
224 | Light after darkness, gain after loss | | | | | | | |
225 | Because I knew not when my life was good | | | | | | | |
226 | Just as I am, without one plea | | | | | | | |
227 | Through the love of God our Saviour | | | | | | | |
228 | Take Thou my hand, and lead me | | | | | | | |
229 | Teach me, my God, my King | | | | | | | |
230 | When my love to God grows weak | | | | | | | |
231 | I say to thee, do thou repeat | | | | | | | |
232 | Dark is the sky that overhangs my soul | | | | | | | |
233 | All unseen the Master walketh | | | | | | | |
234 | God bless our native land | | | | | | | |
235 | What, what is tried in the fires of God? | | | | | | | |
236 | Speak gently: it is better far | | | | | | | |
237 | Who is thy neighbour? He whom thou | | | | | | | |
238 | Father of men, in whom are one | | | | | | | |
239 | Tell me not, in mournful numbers | | | | | | | |
240 | Thou must be true thyself | | | | | | | |
241 | Courage, brother! do not stumble | | | | | | | |
242 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
243 | Hark! the voice of Jesus crying | | | | | | | |
244 | Christ hath a garden walled around | | | | | | | |
245 | We faintly hear, we dimly see | | | | | | | |
246 | Is thy cruse of comfort wasting? | | | | | | | |
247 | Though lowly here our lot may be | | | | | | | |
248 | Forth in Thy Name, O Lord, I go | | | | | | | |
249 | The toil of brain, or heart, or hand | | | | | | | |
250 | Soldiers of the cross, arise! | | | | | | | |
251 | Wegive Thee but Thine own | | | | | | | |
252 | O master, let me walk with Thee | | | | | | | |
253 | Oft in danger, oft in woe | | | | | | | |
254 | O happy band of pilgrims! | | | | | | | |
255 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war | | | | | | | |
256 | There are lonely hearts to cherish | | | | | | | |
257 | Take my life, and let it be | | | | | | | |
258 | Whatsoever be the seed | | | | | | | |
259 | Go, labour on, spend and be spent | | | | | | | |
260 | Stand up! stand up for Jesus! | | | | | | | |
261 | Work, for the night is coming! | | | | | | | |
262 | Can I see another's woe | | | | | | | |
263 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
264 | Not always on the mount may we | | | | | | | |
265 | Teach me to live! 'Tis easier far to die | | | | | | | |
266 | Lord, it belongs not to my care | | | | | | | |
267 | Dismiss me not Thy service, Lord | | | | | | | |
268 | Go forth to life, O child of earth! | | | | | | | |
269 | He liveth long who liveth well! | | | | | | | |
270 | Revive Thy work, O Lord! | | | | | | | |
271 | Saviour! teach me, day by day | | | | | | | |
272 | Our heaven is everywhere | | | | | | | |
273 | Sow with a generous hand | | | | | | | |
274 | Kind words can never die | | | | | | | |
275 | To the work! to the work! we are servants of God | | | | | | | |
276 | Now in life's breezy morning | | | | | | | |
277 | Sow in the morn Thy seed | | | | | | | |
278 | O for the peace that floweth as a river | | | | | | | |
279 | These things shall be! a loftier race | | | | | | | |
280 | Time was I shrank from what was right | | | | | | | |
281 | So here hath been dawning | | | | | | | |
282 | Workman of God, oh lose not heart | | | | | | | |
283 | Soldiers of Christ, arise | | | | | | | |
284 | Onward! upward! Christian soldier! | | | | | | | |
285 | Time is earnest, passing by | | | | | | | |
286 | Come, labour on | | | | | | | |
287 | O happy home, where Thou art loved and dearest | | | | | | | |
288 | A fitly spoken word | | | | | | | |
289 | Simply trusting every day | | | | | | | |
290 | One by one the sands are flowing | | | | | | | |
291 | Forward! be our watchword | | | | | | | |
292 | Walk in the light, so shalt thou know | | | | | | | |
293 | Sing to the little children | | | | | | | |
294 | Life is onward—use it | | | | | | | |
295 | What Thou wilt, O father, give! | | | | | | | |
296 | Without haste and without rest | | | | | | | |
297 | The sower went forth sowing | | | | | | | |
298 | O beautiful, my country! | | | | | | | |
299 | Oft when of God we ask | | | | | | | |
300 | Once to every man and nation comes the moment to decide | | | | | | | |