# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
201 | Great God of nations now to thee | | | | | | | |
202 | Jesus, from whom all blessings flow | | | | | | | |
203 | Great God, beneath whose piercing eye | | | | | | | |
204 | Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King | | | | | | | |
205 | Soon may [shall] the last glad song arise | | | | | | | |
206 | Zion, awake, thy strength renew | | | | | | | |
207 | How shall the young secure their hearts | | | | | | | |
208 | Believing souls, of Christ beloved | | | | | | | |
209 | While o'er the deep thy servants sail | | | | | | | |
210 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
211 | Far from my [our] thoughts, vain world, be gone | | | | | | | |
212 | Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest | | | | | | | |
213 | Arm of the Lord, awake, awake, put on thy strength | | | | | | | |
214 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
215 | Awake, Jerusalem, awake | | | | | | | |
216 | On the mountain [mountain's] top appearing | | | | | | | |
217 | Zion [Sion] stands by [with] hills surrounded | | | | | | | |
218 | Yes, my native land, I love thee | | | | | | | |
219 | Lord, dismiss us with Thy [your] blessing, Fill our | | | | | | | |
220 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
221 | Cast thy bread upon the waters Thinking not 'tis thrown away | | | | | | | |
222 | Come, let us anew our journey pursue, Roll round | | | | | | | |
223 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
224 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
225 | Sow in the morn thy [the] seed, At eve | | | | | | | |
226 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
227 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
228 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
229 | When shall the voice of singing flow | | | | | | | |
230 | Come, let us use the grace divine, And all with one accord | | | | | | | |
231 | Come, let us join with one [in sweet] accord | | | | | | | |
232 | Lord, lead the way the [my] [our] Savior went | | | | | | | |
233 | Jesus, the name high over all | | | | | | | |
234 | Praise to God, immortal praise | | | | | | | |
235 | Swell the anthem, raise the song | | | | | | | |
236 | My country, 'tis of thee | | | | | | | |
237 | God bless our native land, Firm may she | | | | | | | |
238 | Blessed Bible, how I love it | | | | | | | |
239 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
240 | Roll on, thou joyful day | | | | | | | |
241 | Lord, how secure and blest [blessed] are they | | | | | | | |
242 | How blest the righteous when he dies | | | | | | | |
243 | Lord, I am thine, entirely thine, Purchased and saved by blood divine | | | | | | | |
244 | Deem not that they are blessed [blest] alone | | | | | | | |
245 | Soldiers of Christ, arise, and put [gird] your armor | | | | | | | |
246 | O for the death of those | | | | | | | |
247 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
248 | What cheering words are these | | | | | | | |
249 | When we, our wearied [weary] limbs to rest | | | | | | | |
250 | My gracious Lord [God], I own thy right | | | | | | | |
251 | How sweet the hour of closing day | | | | | | | |
252 | How vain is all beneath the skies [sky] | | | | | | | |
253 | O sing to me of heaven When I am called to die | | | | | | | |
254 | Give to the winds thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
255 | Far from the [these] narrow [gloomy] scenes of night [life] | | | | | | | |
256 | It is not death to die | | | | | | | |
257 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
258 | Why should we start and fear to die | | | | | | | |
259 | I thirst, thou wounded Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
260 | How blest the sacred tie that binds | | | | | | | |
261 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
262 | O where is now that glowing love | | | | | | | |
263 | He that [who] hath [has] made [for] his refuge, God | | | | | | | |
264 | Dear is the spot where Christians sleep | | | | | | | |
265 | What sinners value, I resign | | | | | | | |
266 | The people of the Lord are on their way | | | | | | | |
267 | And is there, Lord, a rest | | | | | | | |
268 | Blest are the sons of peace | | | | | | | |
269 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
270 | We've listed in a [the] holy war | | | | | | | |
271 | God has said, Forever blessed those who seek | | | | | | | |
272 | Awake, our souls, away our fears | | | | | | | |
273 | Stand up, my soul [our souls], shake off thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
274 | How swiftly the torrent rolls | | | | | | | |
275 | How oft, alas, this [our] wretched [sinful] [wicked] heart | | | | | | | |
276a | These are the crowns that we shall wear | | | | | | | |
276b | Forever here my rest shall [will] be, close | | | | | | | |
277 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
278 | Let him to whom we now belong | | | | | | | |
279 | Why do we [ye] [you] mourn departing [departed] [for dying] friends | | | | | | | |
280 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
281 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
282 | Try us O God and search the ground | | | | | | | |
283 | Happy the souls to Jesus join'd | | | | | | | |
284 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
285 | Jesus hath died that I might live | | | | | | | |
286 | My God, the spring of all my joys | | | | | | | |
287 | How vain are all things here below | | | | | | | |
288 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
289 | Lord, I believe a rest remains | | | | | | | |
290 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
291 | Why should our tears in sorrow flow | | | | | | | |
292 | How happy [happy's] every child of grace, who [that] feels [knows] his sins forgiven | | | | | | | |
293 | Think gently of the erring one | | | | | | | |
294 | Light of those whose dreary dwelling | | | | | | | |
295 | Dread Jehovah, God of nations | | | | | | | |
296 | How pleasant thus to dwell below | | | | | | | |
297 | The Lord into his garden comes | | | | | | | |
298 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
299 | O glorious hope of perfect [heavenly] love | | | | | | | |