# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
401 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
402 | Do not I love thee, O my Lord [God]? Behold my heart and see | | | | | | | |
403 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
404 | We seek a rest beyond [above] the skies | | | | | | | |
405 | Not to the terrors of the Lord the tempest fire and smoke | | | | | | | |
406 | Ye servant [servants] of the Lord, Each in his [your] office waits | | | | | | | |
407 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
408 | Hear, gracious God [Lord], my humble moan [prayer] | | | | | | | |
409 | O Lord, my best desire [desires] fulfill | | | | | | | |
410 | Kindly the Lord appeared | | | | | | | |
411 | My God, thy service well demands | | | | | | | |
412 | Father of eternal grace! | | | | | | | |
413 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
414 | When musing sorrow weeps [mourns] the past | | | | | | | |
415 | O let my trembling soul be still | | | | | | | |
416 | Thy gracious presence, O my God | | | | | | | |
417 | Wait, O my soul, thy [the] Maker's will | | | | | | | |
418 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
419 | I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
420 | When on Sinai's top I see | | | | | | | |
421 | Why, when storms around you gather | | | | | | | |
422 | How sweet on thy bosom to rest | | | | | | | |
423 | O Lord, in sorrow I resign | | | | | | | |
424 | When I can trust my all with God | | | | | | | |
425 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
426 | My times of sorrow and of joy Great God, are in | | | | | | | |
427 | While thee I [we] seek, protecting power | | | | | | | |
428 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
429 | Forgive us, Lord, to thee we cry | | | | | | | |
430 | O God of Bethel, by whose hand | | | | | | | |
431 | Light of life, seraphic fire, Love divine, thyself impart | | | | | | | |
432 | Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire | | | | | | | |
433 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
434 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
435 | Author of good, to thee we [I] come [turn] | | | | | | | |
436 | Almighty God, in humble prayer | | | | | | | |
437 | Lord, when we bend before thy [the] throne | | | | | | | |
438 | Jesus, who knows full well | | | | | | | |
439 | God of the seas ! thine awful voice | | | | | | | |
440 | Beset with dangers, and with fear | | | | | | | |
441 | Blest be that voice, now heard afar | | | | | | | |
442 | How are thy servants blest, O Lord [God] | | | | | | | |
443 | How sweet the songs of Zion sound when seamen | | | | | | | |
444 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
445 | When o'er the mighty deep we rode | | | | | | | |
446 | Rejoice for a brother deceased | | | | | | | |
447 | Thy works of glory, mighty Lord | | | | | | | |
448 | Tossed upon life's raging billow | | | | | | | |
449 | When many a tempest blew | | | | | | | |
450 | Would you behold the works of God | | | | | | | |
451 | Where shall the sea worn sinner rest | | | | | | | |
452 | Yes, Lord, my grateful voice I'll raise | | | | | | | |
453 | They that toil upon the deep | | | | | | | |
454 | Sing, seamen, sing to God on high | | | | | | | |
455 | Of old did Jesus condescend | | | | | | | |
456 | Record, my soul, thy Maker's power | | | | | | | |
457 | Star of peace to wanderers weary [dreary] | | | | | | | |
458 | The Christian voyager strikes the rock | | | | | | | |
459 | Our little bark, on boisterous seas | | | | | | | |
460 | O Pilot, 'tis a fearful night | | | | | | | |
461 | Lord of the wide extended [extensive] main | | | | | | | |
462 | The billows swell, the winds are high | | | | | | | |
463 | O thou of little faith, On seas of trouble tossed | | | | | | | |
464 | Obedient to our Zion's King | | | | | | | |
465 | 'Twas the commission of our [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
466 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
467 | Come in, thou [ye] blessed of the Lord [our God] | | | | | | | |
468 | Now let our faith with joy survey | | | | | | | |
469 | Lord, I am thine, entirely thine, Purchased and saved by blood divine | | | | | | | |
470 | Come, let us join our souls to God | | | | | | | |
471 | Ye men and angels, witness now | | | | | | | |
472 | Kindred in Christ, for his dear [name's] sake | | | | | | | |
473 | 'Twas on that [a] dark, that [and] doleful [awful] [dreary] night [day] | | | | | | | |
474 | The promise of my father's love | | | | | | | |
475 | Bread of heaven, on thee I [we] feed | | | | | | | |
476 | Jesus is gone above the skies [sky] | | | | | | | |
477 | Jesus invites his saints | | | | | | | |
478 | At thy command, our dearest Lord | | | | | | | |
479 | How condescending, and how kind | | | | | | | |
480 | Jesus, thou everlasting king | | | | | | | |
481 | Lord, at thy table I [we] behold The wonders of thy grace | | | | | | | |
482 | Come let us lift our voices high, High as our joys arise | | | | | | | |
483 | How sweet and awful [holy] [sacred] is the place | | | | | | | |
484 | If human kindness meets return | | | | | | | |
485 | Far from my [our] thoughts, vain world, be gone | | | | | | | |
486 | According to Thy gracious word, In meek humility | | | | | | | |
487 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
488 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
489 | Welcome, delightful morn, Thou [Sweet] day of sacred rest | | | | | | | |
490 | Again the Lord of life and light | | | | | | | |
491 | Awake, ye saints, awake and hail | | | | | | | |
492 | Hail, morning known among the blest | | | | | | | |
493 | Blest morning, whose young, dawning rays | | | | | | | |
494 | Another six days' work is done | | | | | | | |
495 | Thine earthly Sabbath [Sabbaths], Lord we love | | | | | | | |
496 | Welcome, sacred day of rest! Sweet repose from worldly care | | | | | | | |
497 | Here cares and angry passions cease | | | | | | | |
498 | And now another week begins | | | | | | | |
499 | How bright a day was that, which saw | | | | | | | |
500 | The Lord of Sabbath let us praise, In concert with the blest | | | | | | | |