# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
a806 | Now the laborer's task is o'er | | | | | | | |
a807 | God of the living, in whose eyes | | | | | | | |
a808 | The sands of time are sinking | | | | | | | |
a809 | One sweetly solemn thought | | | | | | | |
a810 | Praise, my soul, the King of heaven | | | | | | | |
a811 | Father! the light and darkness | | | | | | | |
a812 | Peace, perfect peace, in this dark world of sin | | | | | | | |
a813a | Hark! hark! my soul! angelic songs are swelling | | | | | | | |
a813b | Hark! hark! my soul! Angelic songs are swelling | | | | | | | |
a813c | Hark! hark! my soul! Angelic songs are swelling | | | | | | | |
a813d | Hark! hark! my soul, Angelic songs are swelling | | | | | | | |
a814a | Lead, kindly Light, amid th'encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
a814b | Lead, kindly Light, amid th'encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
a815 | We thank Thee, Lord, for this fair earth | | | | | | | |
a816 | Praise ye Jehovah! praise the Lord most holy | | | | | | | |
a817 | Stand up, and bless the Lord | CAMBRIDGE | | | | | | |
a818 | Blessing and honor and glory and power | | | | | | | |
a819a | Honor and glory, thanksgiving and praise | | | | | | | |
a819b | Honor and glory, thanksgiving and praise | | | | | | | |
a820 | Glory be to God on high | | | | | | | |
a821 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
a822 | Spirit of God, descend upon my heart | | | | | | | |
a823 | Sing Alleluia forth in duteous praise | | | | | | | |
a824 | O God of God! O Light of Light! | | | | | | | |
a825 | Forth in Thy name, O Lord, I go | | | | | | | |
a826 | Oh, sweetly breathe the lyres above | | | | | | | |
a827 | For the beauty of the earth | | | | | | | |
a828 | Quiet, Lord, my froward heart | | | | | | | |
a829 | The saints of God, their conflict pass | | | | | | | |
a830 | Surrounded by unnumbered foes | | | | | | | |
a831 | Now thank we all our God | | | | | | | |
a832 | In myriad forms, by myriad names | | | | | | | |
a833 | Father of all, from land and sea | | | | | | | |
a834 | Praise, Lord, for Thee in Zion waits | | | | | | | |
a835 | Sing, ye faithful, sing with gladness | | | | | | | |
a836a | Onward, Christian soldiers | | | | | | | |
a836b | Onward, Christian soldiers | | | | | | | |
a837 | At the name of Jesus | | | | | | | |
a838 | On our way rejoicing, As we homeward move | | | | | | | |
a839 | Hark! hark! the organ loudly peals | | | | | | | |
a840 | We come in the might of the Lord of light | | | | | | | |
a841 | Pressing forward, reaching forward | | | | | | | |
a842 | Holy Ghost, come down upon Thy children | | | | | | | |
a843 | Fading, still fading, the last beam is shining | | | | | | | |
a844 | Hear us, Thou that broodest | | | | | | | |
a845 | I was a wand'ring sheep | | | | | | | |
a846 | Awake, my soul, in joyful lays | | | | | | | |
a847 | Behold! a stranger's at the door | | | | | | | |
a848 | Jesus, Saviour, pilot me | | | | | | | |
a849 | May the grace of Christ our Saviour | | | | | | | |
a850 | I would not live alway; I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
a851 | Jesus, the calm that fills my breast | | | | | | | |
a852 | OThou great friend to all the sons of men | | | | | | | |
a853 | Light of the world! whose kind and gentle care | | | | | | | |
a854 | Day is dying in the west | | | | | | | |
a855 | Now to the Lord a noble song! | | | | | | | |
a856 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
a857 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
a858 | I've found the Pearl of greatest price | | | | | | | |
a859 | Drawn to the cross, which Thou hast blessed | | | | | | | |
a860 | Christ for the world we sing | | | | | | | |
a861 | The Homeland! O the Homeland! | | | | | | | |
a862 | O bread to pilgrims given | | | | | | | |
a863 | O day of rest and gladness | | | | | | | |
a864 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
a865 | Take my life, and let it be | | | | | | | |
a866 | Christ, the Lord, is ris'n today | | | | | | | |
a867 | Jesus, lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
a868 | Safely thro' another week | | | | | | | |
a869 | Joy to the world, the Lord is come! | | | | | | | |
a870 | Lord, in the morning Thou shalt hear | | | | | | | |
a871 | Oh, gift of gifts! oh, grace of faith! | | | | | | | |
a872 | Lord, when we bend before Thy throne | | | | | | | |
a873 | Jesus, these eyes have never seen | | | | | | | |
a874 | Hark! what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
a875 | Come, Thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
a876 | Guide me, O Thou Great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
a877 | Mighty God! while angels bless Thee | | | | | | | |
a878 | Light of those whose dreary dwelling | | | | | | | |
a879 | Jesus, I my cross have taken | | | | | | | |
a880 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
a881 | How gentle God's command | | | | | | | |
a882 | One sweetly solemn thought | | | | | | | |
a883 | Lo, the day of rest declineth | | | | | | | |
a884 | God is the refuge of His saints | | | | | | | |
a885 | My dear Redeemer and my Lord | | | | | | | |
a886 | 'Tis midnight; and on Olive's brow | | | | | | | |
a887 | Call Jehovah thy salvation | | | | | | | |
a888 | Lord of all being! throned afar | | | | | | | |
a889 | The heavens declare Thy glory, Lord | | | | | | | |
a890 | My Jesus, as Thou wilt! | | | | | | | |
a891 | Brightest and best of the sons of the morning | | | | | | | |
a892 | Ride on, ride on in majesty! | | | | | | | |
a893 | Approach, my soul, the mercy-seat | | | | | | | |
a894 | O Holy Saviour! Friend unseen | | | | | | | |
a895 | Lo! He comes, with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
a896 | God, that madest earth and heaven | | | | | | | |
a897 | Oh, for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
a898 | The day is gently sinking to a close | | | | | | | |
a899 | The roseate hues of early dawn | | | | | | | |