# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
301 | Jehovah stretched the heavens abroad | | | | | | | |
302 | Come, Zion's daughters, shout and sing | | | | | | | |
303 | Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear My voice ascending high | | | | | | | |
304 | The Lord our God is high | | | | | | | |
305 | Come sing his praise, all nature rise | | | | | | | |
306 | Thy name we extol, Jehovah our King | | | | | | | |
307 | All angels blessed above | | | | | | | |
308 | Our Jesus is divinely kind | | | | | | | |
309 | The lofty pillars of the sky | | | | | | | |
310 | 'Tis good to praise Jehovah's name | | | | | | | |
311 | Come serve the lord with love and joy | | | | | | | |
312 | The Lord, my Shepherd is, And every good will grant | | | | | | | |
313 | Jerusalem, thou church divine | | | | | | | |
314 | Bless, O my soul, the God of love | | | | | | | |
315 | While in this wilderness Our God a table | | | | | | | |
316 | Come in, thou blessed, honored Lord | | | | | | | |
317 | O praise the Lord, ye nations, praise | | | | | | | |
318 | Salvation is from God alone | | | | | | | |
319 | Through all the changing scenes of life, In trouble | | | | | | | |
320 | Jesus' mercy let us sing | | | | | | | |
321 | Thou art the mighty King of kings | | | | | | | |
322 | God is our refuge in distress, A present help | | | | | | | |
323 | Why should we complain | | | | | | | |
324 | Ye children of the living God | | | | | | | |
325 | We're helpless, feeble, mean, and poor | | | | | | | |
326 | Jesus Christ is risen today, Our triumphant | | | | | | | |
327 | And can we ask a better aid | | | | | | | |
328 | Soon will appear a brighter sky | | | | | | | |
329 | 'Tis by thy strength the mountains stand | | | | | | | |
330 | Jesus, our God of truth and love | | | | | | | |
331 | Behold the lofty sky | | | | | | | |
332 | Behold the morning sun | | | | | | | |
333 | Salvation is forever nigh | | | | | | | |
334 | My soul, how lovely is the place to which thy God | | | | | | | |
335 | Lo what an entertaining sight | | | | | | | |
336 | The Lord of glory reigns, he reigns on high | | | | | | | |
337 | O bless the Lord, my soul! | | | | | | | |
338 | See what a living stone | | | | | | | |
339 | Hosanna to the royal Son | | | | | | | |
340 | Sweet is the memory of thy grace | | | | | | | |
341 | These glorious minds [ones], how bright they shine | | | | | | | |
342 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
343 | The voice of my beloved sounds | | | | | | | |
344 | How sweetly along the gay mead | | | | | | | |
345 | My God, my [mine] everlasting hope, I live upon thy truth | | | | | | | |
346 | Go, worship at Emmanuel's feet | | | | | | | |
347 | Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb | | | | | | | |
348 | Join all the names of love and power | | | | | | | |
349 | Great God of heaven, it cannot be | | | | | | | |
350 | Now shall my inward joys arise, and burst | | | | | | | |
351 | Nature with all her powers shall sing | | | | | | | |
352 | Come, ye [you] [we] that [who] love the Lord [Christ], And let your [our] joys | | | | | | | |
353 | Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly dove, with all thy quickening powers | | | | | | | |
354 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
355 | Hosanna to our conquering King, The prince of darkness flies | | | | | | | |
356 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
357 | The promise was divinely free | | | | | | | |
358 | O love, thou bottomless [fathomless] abyss | | | | | | | |
359 | This life's a dream, an empty show | | | | | | | |
360 | Raise your triumphant songs | | | | | | | |
361 | Disciples of Christ, Ye friends of the Lamb | | | | | | | |
362 | Great High Priest, we view thee stooping | | | | | | | |
363 | Precious Bible, what a treasure | | | | | | | |
364 | Our God how firm his promise stands | | | | | | | |
365 | Hail, thou once despised Jesus | | | | | | | |
366 | Lord, how divine Thy comforts are | | | | | | | |
367 | Jesus, knit all our hearts to thee | | | | | | | |
368 | Old hoary winter now has ceased his raging | | | | | | | |
369 | Rejoice evermore with angels above | | | | | | | |
370 | Come, O thou universal good | | | | | | | |
371 | The Lord descended from above | | | | | | | |
372 | The Savior calls, let every ear attend | | | | | | | |
373 | Come sinners to the gospel feast | | | | | | | |
374 | Away with our fears, The glad morning appears | | | | | | | |
375 | Whilst I celestial themes pursue | | | | | | | |
376 | Father of our feeble race | | | | | | | |
377 | Young men and maidens, raise | | | | | | | |
378 | Jesus, the eternal, glorious Son of God | | | | | | | |
379 | Methinks I see an heavenly host | | | | | | | |
380 | Truest lover of thy people | | | | | | | |
381 | As shepherds in Jewry were guarding their sheep | | | | | | | |
382 | Jesus, thy name we praise | | | | | | | |
383 | Comfort ye my, comfort ye my people, saith your | | | | | | | |
384 | Dearest Jesus, though unseen, My believing heart must love thee | | | | | | | |
385 | My dearest Lamb, who bearest my grief | | | | | | | |
386 | Wondrous voice, that cries with power | | | | | | | |
387 | Father of all! whose powerful voice | | | | | | | |
388 | Christ's birth and circumcision too | | | | | | | |
389 | Now doth the truth appear | | | | | | | |
390 | To Jesus lifted up on high | | | | | | | |
391 | Cry aloud, is the command | | | | | | | |
392 | As all men once in Adam fell | | | | | | | |
393 | Dead to the world, to flesh and sense | | | | | | | |
394 | All hail, eternal Love, God's nature | | | | | | | |
395 | Glorious Jesus, glorious Jesus, thy dear name | | | | | | | |
396 | Jesus only, will we sing | | | | | | | |
397 | O thou loved Sovereign of my breast | | | | | | | |
398 | See, O my soul, on Calvary | | | | | | | |
399 | Behold the servant of the Lord | | | | | | | |
400 | Jesus, he is the Vine most true | | | | | | | |