# | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
401 | O Fairest-born of Love and Light | | | | | |  | |
402 | Light of the soul, O Saviour blest! | | | | | |  | |
403 | When, marshalled on the nightly plain | | | | | |  | |
404 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | |  | |
405 | To thee, O God! we homage pay | | | | | |  | |
406 | As the bright sun's meridian blaze | | | | | |  | |
407 | When power divine, in mortal form | | | | | |  | |
408 | How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound | | | | | |  | |
409 | My dear Redeemer and my Lord | | | | | |  | |
410 | Our God, our God, thou shinest here | | | | | |  | |
411 | Jesus, thine all-victorious love | | | | | |  | |
412 | All hail the power of Jesus' name! | | | | | |  | |
413 | In duties and in sufferings too | | | | | |  | |
414 | Christ leads me through no darker rooms | | | | | |  | |
415 | Beneath the shadow of the cross | | | | | |  | |
416 | We follow, Lord, where thou dost lead | | | | | |  | |
417 | Thou art the Way; and he who sighs | | | | | |  | |
418 | Thy will be done! I will not fear | | | | | |  | |
419 | There's not a hope with comfort fraught | | | | | |  | |
420 | Morning breaks upon the tomb | | | | | |  | |
421 | Christ the Lord is risen to-day | | | | | |  | |
422 | Angel, roll the rock away | | | | | |  | |
423 | When our heads are bowed with woe | | | | | |  | |
424 | Bread of heaven, on thee we feed | | | | | |  | |
425 | Jesus, we thy promise claim | | | | | |  | |
426 | Behold! the Prince of peace | | | | | |  | |
427 | Jesus, I fain would find | | | | | |  | |
428 | Our heavenly Father calls | | | | | |  | |
429 | Here, in the broken bread | | | | | |  | |
430 | Jesus, the Friend of man | | | | | |  | |
431 | Behold where, in a mortal form | | | | | |  | |
432 | According to thy gracious word | | | | | |  | |
433 | Let vain pursuits and vain desires | | | | | |  | |
434 | Planted in Christ, the living Vine | | | | | |  | |
435 | O God, accept the sacred hour | | | | | |  | |
436 | Ye followers of the Prince of Peace | | | | | |  | |
437 | My God, accept my heart this day | | | | | |  | |
438 | Oh, here, if ever, God of love | | | | | |  | |
439 | Help us to help each other, Lord | | | | | |  | |
440 | A holy air is breathing round | | | | | |  | |
441 | "Remember me," the Saviour said | | | | | |  | |
442 | How sweet to be allowed to pray | | | | | |  | |
443 | As shadows, cast by cloud and sun | | | | | |  | |
444 | O Lord of life and truth, and grace | | | | | |  | |
445 | Lo! when the Spirit of our God | | | | | |  | |
446 | Sing, ye redeemed of the Lord | | | | | |  | |
447 | O God, the darkness roll away | | | | | |  | |
448 | For all thy saints, O God | | | | | |  | |
449 | Blest are the sons of peace | | | | | |  | |
450 | Oh, cease, my wandering soul | | | | | |  | |
451 | I love thy Church, O God! | | | | | |  | |
452 | Sow in the morn thy seed | | | | | |  | |
453 | God of the earnest heart | | | | | |  | |
454 | Send down thy truth, O God! | | | | | |  | |
455 | Give forth thine earnest cry | | | | | |  | |
456 | How beauteous are their feet | | | | | |  | |
457 | Oh, come, and dwell in me | | | | | |  | |
458 | God of ages and of nations! | | | | | |  | |
459 | Hear what God, the Lord, hath spoken | | | | | |  | |
460 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | |  | |
461 | Light of those whose dreary dwelling | | | | | |  | |
462 | City of God, how broad and far | | | | | |  | |
463 | One holy church of God appears | | | | | |  | |
464 | We wait in faith, in prayer we wait | | | | | |  | |
465 | The Lord will come, and not be slow | | | | | |  | |
466 | We the weak ones, we the sinners | | | | | |  | |
467 | Lord, thy presence dear delighteth | | | | | |  | |
468 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah! | | | | | |  | |
469 | On the mountain-top appearing | | | | | |  | |
470 | Halleluiah! best and sweetest | | | | | |  | |
471 | Oh, where are kings and empires now | | | | | |  | |
472 | There is a river, deep and broad | | | | | |  | |
473 | Thy kingdom, Lord, for ever stands | | | | | |  | |
474 | Gone is the hollow, murky night | | | | | |  | |
475 | Supreme Disposer of the heart | | | | | |  | |
476 | The morning light is breaking | | | | | |  | |
477 | God comes, with succor speedy | | | | | |  | |
478 | The light pours down from heaven | | | | | |  | |
479 | To thee, the Lord Almighty | | | | | |  | |
480 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | |  | |
481 | Oh, sometimes gleams upon our sight | | | | | |  | |
482 | Upon the gospel's sacred page | | | | | |  | |
483 | The past is dark with sin and shame | | | | | |  | |
484 | O Spirit of the living God! | | | | | |  | |
485 | Oh, blest the souls, for ever blest | | | | | |  | |
486 | Come, kingdom of our God | | | | | |  | |
487 | Thy kingdom come! for here | | | | | |  | |
488 | Hush the loud cannon's roar | | | | | |  | |
489 | How glorious is the hour | | | | | |  | |
490 | My Father bids me come | | | | | |  | |
491 | Thou hidden love of God, whose height | | | | | |  | |
492 | Peace, troubled soul. Thou need'st not fear | | | | | |  | |
493 | I want the spirit of power within | | | | | |  | |
494 | Oh, draw me, Father, after thee! | | | | | |  | |
495 | Thou hidden Source of calm repose | | | | | |  | |
496 | He sendeth sun, he sendeth shower | | | | | |  | |
497 | O Father, lift our souls above | | | | | |  | |
498 | Fling wide the portals of your heart | | | | | |  | |
499 | Leader of Israel's host, and guide | | | | | |  | |
500 | Forth from the dark and stormy sky | | | | | |  | |