# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
95d | There is a Friend who's always nigh | | | | | | | |
96a | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
96b | How changed the vision of the sea | | | | | | | |
97a | Of old did Jesus condescend | | | | | | | |
97b | And didst thou, Jesus, condescend | | | | | | | |
97c | With reverence let the saints appear | | | | | | | |
97d | Upon a hill there stands a tree | | | | | | | |
98a | When floating o'er life's troubled sea | | | | | | | |
98b | Upon the waters, glorious Lord | | | | | | | |
99a | God of the earth and boundless sea | | | | | | | |
99b | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
99c | There is a hope, a blessed hope | | | | | | | |
99d | Seamen who love the Saviour's name | | | | | | | |
100a | Far, far from childhood's home | | | | | | | |
100b | A hardy mariner | | | | | | | |
101a | The Spirit, in our hearts | | | | | | | |
101b | Sow in the morn thy seed | | | | | | | |
101c | Now is th' accepted time | | | | | | | |
101d | Faith is a precious grace | | | | | | | |
102a | The billows swell; the winds are high | | | | | | | |
102b | The Bible! is a Polar Star | | | | | | | |
103a | Launch'd on blue ocean's restless waves | | | | | | | |
103b | Inscribed upon the cross we see | | | | | | | |
103c | The sailor boy, how hard his lot! | | | | | | | |
103d | What fearful cry, so wild and shrill | | | | | | | |
104a | Sailor! is it well with thee? | | | | | | | |
104b | They that toil upon the deep | | | | | | | |
105a | Jesus, refuge of my soul | | | | | | | |
105b | Sinner, what has earth to show | | | | | | | |
105c | Haste, O sinner; now be wise | | | | | | | |
105d | On that great day, that awful day | | | | | | | |
106a | Give me the wings of faith, to rise | | | | | | | |
106b | Jesus! delightful, charming name! | | | | | | | |
107a | Bright was the guiding star that led | | | | | | | |
107b | O for a faith that will not shrink | | | | | | | |
107c | Borne o'er the ocean's stormy wave | | | | | | | |
107d | Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
108a | Behold the spirit from above | | | | | | | |
108b | Though to the wanderer o'er the sea | | | | | | | |
109a | While some in folly's pleasures roll | | | | | | | |
109b | Like morning, when her early breeze | | | | | | | |
109c | Asleep in Jesus! O, how sweet To be for such a slumber meet | | | | | | | |
109d | There is a pure and peaceful wave | | | | | | | |
110a | Palms of glory, raiment bright | | | | | | | |
110b | Hark! the bell! the hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
111a | Watchman! tell us of the sea | | | | | | | |
111b | Go, ye messengers of God | | | | | | | |
111c | Hark! that shout of rapturous joy | | | | | | | |
112a | While o'er life's troubled deep we sail | | | | | | | |
112b | We seek a rest beyond the skies | | | | | | | |
113a | Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart | | | | | | | |
113b | There is a world of perfect bliss | | | | | | | |
113c | On Jordan's stormy banks I stand | | | | | | | |
113d | Blest be that voice, now heard afar | | | | | | | |
114a | O how I love thy name my Lord | | | | | | | |
114b | Upon the waters glorious God | | | | | | | |
115a | Flag of the pure and azure heaven! | | | | | | | |
115b | While o'er the angry sea of time | | | | | | | |
115c | The glorious gospel now allays | | | | | | | |
115d | No peace! no peace! Jehovah cries | | | | | | | |
116a | Not in the churchyard shall he sleep | | | | | | | |
116b | "Remember me," my Saviour God | | | | | | | |
117a | What if the little rain should say | | | | | | | |
117b | There is an hour of hallowed peace | | | | | | | |
117c | There is a time, we know not when | | | | | | | |
118a | Sailor, enter not life's voyage | | | | | | | |
118b | Sailor on the trackless ocean | | | | | | | |
119a | Hardy seamen, listen gladly | | | | | | | |
119b | Holy Bible, blessed treasure | | | | | | | |
119c | Christian Heralds, like your Saviour | | | | | | | |
119d | Sinners, hear the mighty Saviour | | | | | | | |
120 | The truths of the Bible, shall spread o'er the earth | | | | | | | |
121a | See! daylight is fading o'er earth and o'er ocean | | | | | | | |
121b | O think on the Sailor toss'd on the billow! | | | | | | | |
122 | The Lord is our shepherd, our guardian and guide | | | | | | | |
123a | How sweet is that home where the weary shall rest | | | | | | | |
123b | The Cross is My Anchor, though wave follow wave | | | | | | | |
124 | O, worship the King, all glorious above | | | | | | | |
125a | Ye servants of God, your Master proclaim | | | | | | | |
125b | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
125c | Beset with snares on every hand | | | | | | | |
126a | Our little bark, on boist'rous seas | | | | | | | |
126b | Seamen! there's noble work for you | | | | | | | |
126c | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
126d | O for a breeze of heavenly love | | | | | | | |
127a | The morning light is breaking | | | | | | | |
127b | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
127c | To thee be praise forever | | | | | | | |
128a | How sweet on thy bosom to rest | | | | | | | |
128b | From whence doth this union arise | | | | | | | |
128c | O chief of all the heavenly throng | | | | | | | |
128d | Dear Saviour, hear our prayer | | | | | | | |
129a | My soul has fixed her firmest hope | | | | | | | |
129b | How happy is the child who hears | | | | | | | |
129c | Come, let us now forget our mirth | | | | | | | |
129d | Death has been here, and borne away | | | | | | | |
129e | We are but young--yet we may sing | | | | | | | |
130a | Ye Christian Seamen, praise the Lord | | | | | | | |
130b | Pray for the Sailor--pray for him | | | | | | | |
130c | Appear for my defence, my God | | | | | | | |