# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
117 | My heart has heard the Savior | | | | | | | |
118 | Home, light, home | | | | | | | |
119 | Gentle Shepherd, thou hast stilled | | | | | | | |
120 | I should like to die, said Willie | | | | | | | |
121 | Jesus, sun and shield art thou | | | | | | | |
122 | Be strong in Jehovah, though hard be the fight | | | | | | | |
123 | O what can little hands do to please the King of heaven | | | | | | | |
124 | By and by, O feeble hearted | | | | | | | |
125 | The whole wide world for Jesus | | | | | | | |
126 | Child of God, dost see the standard | | | | | | | |
127 | Give to Christ your best affection | | | | | | | |
128 | Some are walking in the shadow | | | | | | | |
129 | Now the day is over, Night is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
130 | Over the beautiful hills | | | | | | | |
131 | Father, from whose hand doth spring | | | | | | | |
132 | I know not the hour of his coming, I know not the day | | | | | | | |
133 | In seasons of grief to my God I'll repair | | | | | | | |
134 | Away from Father's house | | | | | | | |
135 | Hast thou no work to do | | | | | | | |
136 | I think of a city | | | | | | | |
138 | Beautiful bells sweetly | | | | | | | |
139 | Rest of the weary, joy of [to] the sad [soul] | | | | | | | |
140 | Has this year so near | | | | | | | |
141 | My Father, lead me on | | | | | | | |
142 | Why does Jesus come with mercy | | | | | | | |
143 | Gentle Shepherd, Thou Has Stilled | | | | | | | |
144 | The temperance ship is sailing | | | | | | | |
146 | As wandering through the woodland | | | | | | | |
147 | Ere I lay me down to rest | | | | | | | |
148 | Once again we come before you, that our good night | | | | | | | |
149 | Night's shadows falling, Men to rest are calling | | | | | | | |
149b | He is the Shepherd, we his sheep who follow | | | | | | | |
150 | In the purple depth | | | | | | | |
151 | Look unto me and be ye saved | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal has not been proofed - data may be incomplete or incorrect]