# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d1 | Come, Thou long expected Jesus [Savior], Born to set thy people free | | | | | | | |
d2 | Creator Spirit, by whose aid [light] | | | | | | | |
d3 | Drop, drop, slow tears | | | | | | | |
d4 | God, who made the earth, The air, the sky, the se | | | | | | | |
d5 | Hush, my dear babe [child], lie still and slumber | | | | | | | |
d6 | If I can stop one heart from breaking | | | | | | | |
d7 | Motionless share of thought at last | | | | | | | |
d8 | Now in the tomb is laid | | | | | | | |
d9 | O God, unseen, yet [but] ever near, thy presence | | | | | | | |
d10 | O Lord, turn not thy face from me | | | | | | | |
d11 | Our Father, whose creative will | | | | | | | |
d12 | Purer than purest pure | | | | | | | |
d13 | Round me falls the night | | | | | | | |
d14 | Send forth, O God, thy truth and light [light and truth] | | | | | | | |
d15 | The gates of death are broken through | | | | | | | |
d16 | The head that once was crowned with thorns | | | | | | | |
d17 | This is the month, and this the happy morn | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]