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1 | In sleep's serene oblivion laid | | | | | | | |
2 | We lift our hearts to thee | | | | | | | |
3 | New every morning is the love | | | | | | | |
4 | Thou, O Lord, didst hear my cry | | | | | | | |
5 | Serene I laid me down | | | | | | | |
6 | Now from labor and from care | | | | | | | |
7 | Perpetual blessings from above | | | | | | | |
8 | My God, how endless is thy love | | | | | | | |
9 | Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray | | | | | | | |
10 | Thou, from whom we never part | | | | | | | |
11 | When the worn spirit wants repose | | | | | | | |
12 | The hours of evening close | | | | | | | |
13 | The rosy light is dawning | | | | | | | |
14 | Again, the Lord of life and light | | | | | | | |
15 | Lord of the Sabbath and its light | | | | | | | |
16 | Is there a time when moments flow | | | | | | | |
17 | Sweet is the light of Sabbath eve | | | | | | | |
18 | Far from the world, O Lord, I flee | | | | | | | |
19 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
20 | Now condescend, Almighty King! | | | | | | | |
21 | Let us sound the infant chorus | | | | | | | |
22 | My Father's house on high | | | | | | | |
23 | Why to-day cast down in sorrow | | | | | | | |
24 | With tearful eyes I look around | | | | | | | |
25 | The hour of deep solicitude | | | | | | | |
26 | How sweet on thy bosom to rest | | | | | | | |
27 | Saviour, I look to thee | | | | | | | |
28 | In wakeful hours of night | | | | | | | |
29 | Yes, there is One above who knows | | | | | | | |
30 | In time of fear | | | | | | | |
31 | O strange infirmity, to think | | | | | | | |
32 | Why, when storms around you gather | | | | | | | |
33 | What rude conflict lies before me | | | | | | | |
34 | Wait, my soul, upon the Lord | | | | | | | |
35 | Dear Lord, before thy throne | | | | | | | |
36 | Quiet, Lord, this trembling frame | | | | | | | |
37 | Give to the winds thy fears | | | | | | | |
38 | Kindly the Lord appear'd | | | | | | | |
39 | Jesus, thy boundless love to me | | | | | | | |
40 | Disdain not, O eternal King | | | | | | | |
41 | The song of gratitude I'll raise | | | | | | | |
42 | My God, thy service well demands | | | | | | | |
43 | Oh bless the Lord, my soul | | | | | | | |
44 | To thee, my God, my heart shall bring | | | | | | | |
45 | Mother bids thee, lovely stranger | | | | | | | |
46 | Say, while you press with growing love | | | | | | | |
47 | Gentle stranger, fearless come | | | | | | | |
48 | Blessings attend thee, little one | | | | | | | |
49 | Thy life I read, my dearest Lord | | | | | | | |
50 | O Lord, encouraged by thy grace | | | | | | | |
51 | How great thy mercies, Lord | | | | | | | |
52 | The Saviour kindly calls | | | | | | | |
53 | Behold what condescending love | | | | | | | |
54 | Long as he lives he shall be thine | | | | | | | |
55 | "Forbid them not," the Saviour cried | | | | | | | |
56 | When discipline, with piercing eye | | | | | | | |
57 | When discipline, with temper mild | | | | | | | |
58 | When the heart, oppressed with grief | | | | | | | |
59 | Lord, assist us by thy grace | | | | | | | |
60 | Grant us wisdom, gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
61 | Scorn not the slightest word or deed | | | | | | | |
62 | Whatever dims thy sense of truth | | | | | | | |
63 | The Author of salvation | | | | | | | |
64 | Almighty God, thy piercing eye | | | | | | | |
65 | One God I must worship supreme | | | | | | | |
66 | And is my heart defiled? | | | | | | | |
67 | O why delay | | | | | | | |
68 | Lord, I confess before thy face | | | | | | | |
69 | Have pity on me, Lord | | | | | | | |
70 | Come, Holy Spirit, come | | | | | | | |
71 | Come, Holy Spirit, heav'nly Dove | | | | | | | |
72 | O grieve ye not the Holy One | | | | | | | |
73 | Spirit of peace, celestial Dove | | | | | | | |
74 | Jesus, where'er thy people meet | | | | | | | |
75 | Wherever two or three may meet | | | | | | | |
76 | Behold the throne of grace! | | | | | | | |
77 | Great God, we would to thee make known | | | | | | | |
78 | Within these quiet walls, O Lord | | | | | | | |
79 | O Lord, behold us at thy feet | | | | | | | |
80 | Great God, with heart and tongue | | | | | | | |
81 | Come, let us join our ourselves to God | | | | | | | |
82 | Come, let us join our friends above | | | | | | | |
83 | Come, thou desire of all thy saints! | | | | | | | |
84 | How large the promise, how divine | | | | | | | |
85 | O God of Abra'm, hear | | | | | | | |
86 | The covenant of grace divine | | | | | | | |
87 | My God, the cov'nant of thy love | | | | | | | |
88 | Thou God of sovereign grace | | | | | | | |
89 | Dear Saviour, if these lambs should stray | | | | | | | |
90 | Lord, we bow with deep contrition | | | | | | | |
91 | How did the pious Ab'ram pray | | | | | | | |
92 | Shepherd of the fold of God | | | | | | | |
93 | Shepherd of the little flock | | | | | | | |
94 | Saviour, who thy flock art feeding | | | | | | | |
95 | What sight on earth more blissful | | | | | | | |
96 | Far from my thoughts, vain world, be gone | | | | | | | |
97 | Ere to the world again we go | | | | | | | |
98 | How beauteous the morning appears | | | | | | | |
99 | Young and happy as thou art | | | | | | | |
100 | Lord, teach a little child to pray | | | | | | | |