# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
692 | The groaning earth is too dark and drear | | | | | | | |
693 | Hail the day so long expected | | | | | | | |
694 | O grace divine! the Saviour shed | | | | | | | |
695 | Where two or three, with sweet accord | | | | | | | |
696 | Glad tidings of grace, revealed to our race | | | | | | | |
697 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
698 | We're looking for a city | | | | | | | |
699 | Earth is groaning; earth is groaning | | | | | | | |
700 | We are voyagers on an ocean, and our destiny we know | | | | | | | |
701 | Hail, thou blest morn, when the great Mediator | | | | | | | |
702 | My closet, my temple, my social retreat | | | | | | | |
703 | In Christ we have our life | | | | | | | |
704 | God of all-redeeming grace | | | | | | | |
705 | Watchman on the walls of Zion | | | | | | | |
706 | Angels, roll the rock away! | | | | | | | |
707 | We come with joyful song | | | | | | | |
708 | To keep the lamp alive | | | | | | | |
709 | Blest are the sons of peace | | | | | | | |
710 | Behold! the grace appears | | | | | | | |
711 | Cast thy burden on the Lord | | | | | | | |
712 | Brethren, let us walk together | | | | | | | |
713 | Hear, O sinner! mercy hails you | | | | | | | |
714 | Dark brood the heavens o'er thee! | | | | | | | |
715 | See Sodom wrapt in fire! | | | | | | | |
716 | Hark! that shout of rapt'rous joy | | | | | | | |
717 | Come, ye sinners, poor and needy | | | | | | | |
718 | See, th' eternal Judge descending | | | | | | | |
719 | Now from labor and from care | | | | | | | |
720 | Come, said Jesus' sacred voice | | | | | | | |
721 | Gracious Spirit! Love divine! | | | | | | | |
722 | What of the night? O watchman, mark! | | | | | | | |
723 | I love to meet where Christians do | | | | | | | |
724 | God's word is the true light | | | | | | | |
725 | Christians, brethren, ere we part | | | | | | | |
726 | Mary to the Saviour's tomb | | | | | | | |
727 | All things remained the same | | | | | | | |
728 | Holy Bible! book divine! | | | | | | | |
729 | Come, Holy Spirit, come! | | | | | | | |
730 | In duties and in suff'rings too | | | | | | | |
731 | O sinner, come without delay | | | | | | | |
732 | Though in the outward church below | | | | | | | |
733 | Since Jesus freely did appear | | | | | | | |
734 | Alas! and did my Savior bleed? | | | | | | | |
735 | Afflictions, though they seem severe | | | | | | | |
736 | Buried beneath the yielding wave | | | | | | | |
737 | Brethren, belov'd for Jesus' sake | | | | | | | |
738 | 'Twas by an order from the Lord | | | | | | | |
739 | Trembling before thine awful throne | | | | | | | |
740 | I thirst, thou wounded Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
741 | Behold, with awful pomp | | | | | | | |
742 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
743 | Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand | | | | | | | |
744 | O heavenly King, look down from above | | | | | | | |
745 | Beyond this gloomy night | | | | | | | |
746 | When wild confusion wrecks the air | | | | | | | |
747 | Through endless years thou art the same | | | | | | | |
748 | Sure the blest Comforter is nigh | | | | | | | |
749 | Blest Lord, when darkness veils the skies | | | | | | | |
750 | 'Tis faith that purifies the heart | | | | | | | |
751 | We shall see a light appear | | | | | | | |
752 | There is a world to come | | | | | | | |
753 | Messiah comes with all his train | | | | | | | |
754 | O thou who all things canst control | | | | | | | |
755 | O let triumphant faith dispel | | | | | | | |
756 | O tell me where the dove is flown | | | | | | | |
757 | The morning dawns upon the place | | | | | | | |
758 | Come, let us strike our harps afresh | | | | | | | |
759 | In every trouble, sharp and strong | | | | | | | |
760 | When morning's first and hallowed ray | | | | | | | |
761 | Deluded souls, that dream of heaven | | | | | | | |
762 | Didst thou, kind Saviour, suffer shame | | | | | | | |
763 | O Lord, another day is flown | | | | | | | |
764 | There's not a star whose twinkling light | | | | | | | |
765 | On God my steadfast hopes rely | | | | | | | |
766 | Hail, sacred truth! whose piercing rays | | | | | | | |
768 | Amid the splendors of thy state | | | | | | | |
769 | Sing to the Lord Jehovah's name | | | | | | | |
770 | When the great Judge supreme and just | | | | | | | |
771 | Jesus, to thee I now can fly | | | | | | | |
772 | We ask not, Lord, thy cloven flame | | | | | | | |
773 | If, in a temple made with hands | | | | | | | |
774 | Lord, lead the way the Saviour went | | | | | | | |
775 | Behold the glories of the Lamb | | | | | | | |
776 | Still evening comes with gentle shade | | | | | | | |
777 | Blest is the dear, uniting love | | | | | | | |
778 | Eternal Wisdom, thee we praise | | | | | | | |
779 | My Saviour, my almighty Friend | | | | | | | |
780 | Lord, I have made thy word my choice | | | | | | | |
781 | Let Zion's watchmen all awake | | | | | | | |
782 | Methinks the last great day is come | | | | | | | |
783 | What glory gilds the sacred page! | | | | | | | |
784 | Speak gently,--it is better far | | | | | | | |
785 | I saw One hanging on a tree | | | | | | | |
786 | How helpless guilty nature lies | | | | | | | |
787 | Behold, behold the Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
788 | Thy promises surpass my thought | | | | | | | |
789 | What works of wisdom, power, and love | | | | | | | |
790 | In vain men talk of living faith | | | | | | | |
791 | O Lord, another day is flown | | | | | | | |
792 | Eternal Spirit! 'twas thy breath | | | | | | | |