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701 | Another six days' work is done | | | | | | | |
702 | Another day has passed along | | | | | | | |
703 | Lord of the Sabbath, hear our vows | | | | | | | |
704 | Come dearest Lord, and bless this day | | | | | | | |
705 | Great God, attend, while Sion sings | | | | | | | |
706 | Frequent the day of God returns | | | | | | | |
707 | Spirit of truth, on this Thy day | | | | | | | |
708 | When the worn spirit wants repose | | | | | | | |
709 | This is the day the Lord hath made | | | | | | | |
710 | Blest morning, whose young | | | | | | | |
711 | With joy we hail the sacred day | | | | | | | |
712 | Today the Saviour rose | | | | | | | |
713 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
714 | How charming is the place | | | | | | | |
715 | The day of praise is done | | | | | | | |
716 | Again returns the day of holy rest | | | | | | | |
717 | All hail the glorious morn | | | | | | | |
718 | Welcome, delightful morn | | | | | | | |
719 | Again our earthly cares we leave | | | | | | | |
720 | Again the Lord of life and light | | | | | | | |
721 | O day of rest and gladness | | | | | | | |
722 | On this day, the first of days | | | | | | | |
723 | Ere another Sabbath's close | | | | | | | |
724 | Rejoice, rejoice, believers | | | | | | | |
725 | Lo he comes with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
726 | Wake the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
727 | The church has waited long | | | | | | | |
728 | Come, Lord, and tarry not | | | | | | | |
729 | Hark, the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
730 | See the ransomed millions stand | | | | | | | |
731 | O God, thy grace and blessing give | | | | | | | |
732 | Why should we start and fear to die | | | | | | | |
733 | The hour of my departure's come | | | | | | | |
734 | So fades the lovely, blooming flower | | | | | | | |
735 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
736 | How blest the righteous when he dies | | | | | | | |
737 | Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb | | | | | | | |
738 | My God, to Thee I now commend | | | | | | | |
739 | O, for a faith that will not shrink | | | | | | | |
740 | Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
741 | O for an overcoming faith | | | | | | | |
742 | Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims | | | | | | | |
743 | Teach me the measure of my days | | | | | | | |
744 | Why do we mourn departing friends | | | | | | | |
745 | Through sorrow's night and danger's path | | | | | | | |
746 | 'Tis sweet to rest in lively hope | | | | | | | |
747 | When thou my righteous Judge! shalt come | | | | | | | |
748 | Death is no more among our foes | | | | | | | |
749 | That day of wrath, that dreadful day | | | | | | | |
750 | He reigns, the Lord, the Saviour, reigns | | | | | | | |
751 | God of the living in whose eyes | | | | | | | |
752 | Soon, and forever, such promise our trust | | | | | | | |
753 | And must this body die | | | | | | | |
754 | O for the death of those | | | | | | | |
755 | It is not death to die | | | | | | | |
756 | A few more years shall roll | | | | | | | |
757 | As o'er the past my memory strays | | | | | | | |
758 | Forever with the Lord | | | | | | | |
759 | Cease, ye mourners, cease to languish | | | | | | | |
760 | Gentle Shepherd, thou hast stilled | | | | | | | |
761 | When our heads are bowed with woe | | | | | | | |
762 | When rising from the bed of death | | | | | | | |
763 | Thou Judge of quick and dead | | | | | | | |
764 | Great God, what do I see and hear | | | | | | | |
765 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
766 | And will the Judge descend? | | | | | | | |
767 | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
768 | O Paradise, O Paradise | | | | | | | |
769 | Hark, how the choral songs of heaven | | | | | | | |
770 | O for a sweet, inspiring ray | | | | | | | |
771 | Now let our souls, on wings sublime | | | | | | | |
772 | O happy saints that dwell in light | | | | | | | |
773 | What sinners value, I resign | | | | | | | |
774 | As when the weary traveler gains | | | | | | | |
775 | Descend from heaven, immortal Dove! | | | | | | | |
776 | We've no abiding city here | | | | | | | |
777 | O could our thoughts and wishes fly | | | | | | | |
778 | My thoughts surmount these lower skies | | | | | | | |
779 | Arise, my soul, fly up, and run | | | | | | | |
780 | Lo! what a glorious sight appears | | | | | | | |
781 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
782 | Father, I long, I faint to see | | | | | | | |
783 | On Jordan's stormy banks I stand | | | | | | | |
784 | O mother dear, Jerusalem | | | | | | | |
785 | O my sweet home, Jerusalem | | | | | | | |
786 | Give me the wings of faith to rise | | | | | | | |
787 | Far from these narrow scenes of night | | | | | | | |
788 | There is a fold whence none can stray | | | | | | | |
789 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
790 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
791 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
792 | I would not live always; I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
793 | Jerusalem, the golden, with milk and honey blest | | | | | | | |
794 | Jerusalem, the glorious, the glory of the elect | | | | | | | |
795 | Brief life is here our portion | | | | | | | |
796 | For thee, O dear, dear country | | | | | | | |
797 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
798 | I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger | | | | | | | |
799 | High in yonder realms of light | | | | | | | |
800 | What are these in bright array | | | | | | | |