# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
393 | Love divine, all love excelling | | | | | | | |
394 | Righteous God! whose vengeful vials | | | | | | | |
395 | Watchman, tell me, does the morning | BUCHANAN | | | | | | |
396 | Lift the voice, and sound the trumpet | | | | | | | |
397 | Welcome, brother, to thy station | | | | | | | |
398 | Humble souls, who seek salvation | | | | | | | |
399 | Hail! thou once despised Jesus | | | | | | | |
400 | Praise the Lord; ye heavens adore him | | | | | | | |
401 | "Mercy, O thou son of David!" | | | | | | | |
402 | This is not my place of resting | | | | | | | |
403 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
404 | We are going home to Jesus | | | | | | | |
405 | Sing a loud and joyful anthem | | | | | | | |
406 | Lo, he comes, with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
407a | Saviour come, thy saints are waiting | | | | | | | |
407b | Hark! the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
408 | Lo, he cometh; countless trumpets | | | | | | | |
409 | Saviour, haste! our souls are waiting | | | | | | | |
410 | Day of judgment, day of wonders! | | | | | | | |
411 | Look, ye saints, the sight is glorious! | | | | | | | |
412 | Lift your glad voices in triumph on high | | | | | | | |
413 | O, worship the King, all glorious above | | | | | | | |
414 | 'Mid scenes of affliction, with sorrow oppress'd | | | | | | | |
415 | O Saviour of sinners, when faint and depress'd | | | | | | | |
416 | The Lord is my shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
417 | The night is far spent, and the day is at hand | | | | | | | |
418 | In the hold long oppressed by earth's wearisome strife | | | | | | | |
419 | O Zion, afflicted with wave upon wave | | | | | | | |
420a | Thou sweet gliding Kedron, by thy silver stream | | | | | | | |
420b | On the high cliffs of Jordan with pleasure I stand | | | | | | | |
421 | Along the banks where Babel's current flows | | | | | | | |
422 | Not to our names, thou only just and true | | | | | | | |
423 | The God of glory sends his summons forth | | | | | | | |
424 | Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish | | | | | | | |
425 | Nearer, my God, to thee | | | | | | | |
426 | We're going home, we've had visions bright | | | | | | | |
427 | What seraph like music falls sweet on my ear | | | | | | | |
428 | A fountain in Jesus which runs always free | | | | | | | |
429 | Jesus, refuge of my soul | | | | | | | |
430 | The glorious day is coming | | | | | | | |
431 | O Christian, press on, tho' the pathway appears | | | | | | | |
432 | My brother, I wish you well! | | | | | | | |
433 | A charge to keep I have | | | | | | | |
434 | O, give me a home in the regions of bliss | | | | | | | |
435 | Jesus died on Calv'ry's mountain | | | | | | | |
436 | O haste with me to seek those happy scenes | | | | | | | |
437 | From whence doth this union arise | | | | | | | |
438 | In the Christian's home in glory | | | | | | | |
439 | Thro' tribulation deep | | | | | | | |
440 | Behold, behold! the Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
441 | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
442 | We're bound for the land of the pure and the holy | | | | | | | |
443 | Blessed Bible, how I love it! | | | | | | | |
444 | Meet again when life is o'er | [Meet again when life is o'er] | | | | | | |
445 | Out on an ocean all boundless we ride | | | | | | | |
446 | Hark, from the realms of the blest bursts a song | | | | | | | |
447 | Weary pilgrim, why this sadness? | | | | | | | |
448 | Hark! an awful voice is sounding | | | | | | | |
449 | Gently Lord, O gently lead us | | | | | | | |
450 | I love thee, I love thee, I love thee, my Lord | | | | | | | |
451 | I'm weary of staying-- O when shall I rest | | | | | | | |
452 | Peace to thee, O favored one | | | | | | | |
453 | Ye valiant soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
454 | Bright flowing fountains now I see | | | | | | | |
455 | I'll try to prove faithful | | | | | | | |
456 | Child of sin and sorrow | | | | | | | |
457 | Away, my doubts, begone my fears | | | | | | | |
458 | Mid scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
459 | The pleasures of earth I have seen fade away | | | | | | | |
460 | The last lovely morning | | | | | | | |
461 | Lift your heads, ye friends of Jesus | | | | | | | |
462 | O God, my inmost soul convert | | | | | | | |
463 | Come on, my partners in distress | | | | | | | |
464 | Tell me no more of earthly toys | | | | | | | |
465 | Salem's great King, Jesus by name | | | | | | | |
466 | When thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come | | | | | | | |
467 | ' 'Tis finished!' so the Saviour cried | | | | | | | |
468 | My father God! I feel, I feel thy love | | | | | | | |
469 | Great God, what do I see and hear! | | | | | | | |
470 | In the rosy light of the morning bright | | | | | | | |
471 | Lo! the time hastens on, soon the morning will dawn | | | | | | | |
472 | There's a good time coming, it hasteth nigh | | | | | | | |
473 | You will see your Lord a coming | OLD CHURCH YARD | | | | | | |
474 | O turn ye, O turn ye, for why will ye die? | | | | | | | |
475 | Come, thou fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
476 | Awake, my soul, in joyful lays | | | | | | | |
478 | O Thou, in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
479 | Come, at the Saviour's call, hark! hear him cry | | | | | | | |
480 | Come, we that love the Lord | | | | | | | |
481 | The Lord my shepherd is | | | | | | | |
482 | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
483 | Lonely and weary, by sorrows opprest | | | | | | | |
484 | List, ye who languish, 'mid sorrows and tears | | | | | | | |
485 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward I move | | | | | | | |
486 | Chant a dirge tearfully for our lost friend | | | | | | | |
487 | Sister, thou wast mild and lovely | | | | | | | |
488 | While, with ceaseless course, the sun | | | | | | | |
489 | Blessed Bible, precious word! | | | | | | | |
490 | Faint not, Christian! though the road | | | | | | | |
491 | Our bondage it will end, by and by, when he comes | | | | | | | |