# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
901 | Lord of the Sabbath and its light | | | | | | | |
902 | Arise, my soul! with rapture rise! | | | | | | | |
903 | On thee each morning, O my God | | | | | | | |
904 | Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear | | | | | | | |
905 | Lord, hear the voice of my complaint | | | | | | | |
906 | Another day has pass'd along | | | | | | | |
907 | And now another day is past | | | | | | | |
908 | Great God! to thee my evening song | | | | | | | |
909 | Another day is past | | | | | | | |
910 | Calm is the hallowed hour! | | | | | | | |
911 | The busy scenes of day are fled | | | | | | | |
912 | Begone, my worldly cars, away | | | | | | | |
913 | God of mercy, hear our pray'r | | | | | | | |
914 | How happy is the youth who hears | | | | | | | |
915 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
916 | O gracious Lord, whose mercies rise | | | | | | | |
917 | Attracted by love's sacred force | | | | | | | |
918 | God of my life, to thee I call | | | | | | | |
919 | Death, with his dread commission seal'd | | | | | | | |
920 | Lord of the wide, extensive main | | | | | | | |
921 | When God provok'd with daring crimes | | | | | | | |
922 | Now may the God of pow'r and grace | | | | | | | |
923 | Eternal Sov'reign of the sky | | | | | | | |
924 | Mercy and judgment are my song | | | | | | | |
925 | Help us to feel for drunken man | | | | | | | |
926 | Intemp'rance, like a raging flood | | | | | | | |
927 | Mid sorrows and sadness I'm destin'd to roam | | | | | | | |
928 | O! soft sleep the hills in their sunny repose | | | | | | | |
929 | Son of sorrow! son of sorrow! | | | | | | | |
930 | Hail, temp'rance, fair celestial ray! | | | | | | | |
931 | O that the Lord would hear | | | | | | | |
932 | Come, ye messengers of mercy | | | | | | | |
933 | Round the temp'rance standard rally | | | | | | | |
934 | We praise thee, Lord, if but one soul | | | | | | | |
935 | On this glad day, O God, we would | | | | | | | |
936 | Now, O Lord, in peace dismiss us | | | | | | | |
937 | Go, Holy Book! thou word divine | | | | | | | |
938 | The God of heav'n reveals to man | | | | | | | |
939 | This place is holy ground | | | | | | | |
940 | How blest is our brother, bereft | | | | | | | |
941 | 'Tis finish'd! the conflict is past | | | | | | | |
942 | Earth's stormy night will soon be o'er | | | | | | | |
943 | Think, O ye, who fondly languish | | | | | | | |
944 | Sweet is the scene when Christians die | | | | | | | |
945 | Shall man, O God, of light and life | | | | | | | |
946 | Great God, what do I see and hear! | | | | | | | |
947 | The Lord shall come; the earth shall quake | | | | | | | |
948 | O! there will be mourning | | | | | | | |
949 | When thou, my righteous judge, shalt come | | | | | | | |
950 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
951 | There is an hour of hallow'd peace | | | | | | | |
952 | The ransom'd spirit to her home | | | | | | | |
953 | An alien from God, and a stranger to grace | | | | | | | |
954 | Mid scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
955 | There is a pure and peaceful wave | | | | | | | |
956 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
957 | Ye angels, who stand round the throne | | | | | | | |
959 | Friend after friend departs | | | | | | | |
960 | Through Christ when we together came | | | | | | | |
961 | If 'tis sweet to mingle where | | | | | | | |
962 | Praise God, from whom all blessings flow | | | | | | | |
963 | Give to the Father praise | | | | | | | |
964 | Sing we to our God above | | | | | | | |
965 | O the Lamb, the loving Lamb | | | | | | | |