# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
301 | Our Helper, God, we bless his name | | | | | | | |
302 | God of eternity, from thee | | | | | | | |
303 | And now, my soul, another year | | | | | | | |
304 | Remark, my soul, the narrow bound | | | | | | | |
305 | How short and hasty is our life! | | | | | | | |
306 | Lord, what a feeble piece | | | | | | | |
307 | Teach me the measure of my days | | | | | | | |
308 | To-morrow, Lord, is thine | | | | | | | |
309 | Thee we adore, Eternal Name | | | | | | | |
310 | As flows the rapid river | | | | | | | |
311 | Beneath our feet and o'er our head | | | | | | | |
312 | Hark! from the tombs a warning sound | | | | | | | |
313 | Why should we start, and fear to die? | | | | | | | |
314 | Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims | | | | | | | |
315 | How blest the righteous when he dies! | | | | | | | |
316 | Gently, my Saviour, let me down | | | | | | | |
317 | Why do we mourn departing friends | | | | | | | |
318 | And let this feeble body fail | | | | | | | |
319 | Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb | | | | | | | |
320 | Cease, ye mourners, cease to languish | | | | | | | |
321 | O for an overcoming faith | | | | | | | |
322 | He dies!-- the Friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
323 | Blest be the everlasting God | | | | | | | |
324 | And must this body die? | | | | | | | |
325 | Lo! I behold the scattered shades | | | | | | | |
326 | When God is nigh, my faith is strong | | | | | | | |
327 | When the last trumpet's awful voice | | | | | | | |
328 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
329 | Lo! he cometh; countless trumpets | | | | | | | |
330 | He reigns! the Lord the Saviour reigns! | | | | | | | |
331 | Lo! he comes, with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
332 | And will the Judge descend? | | | | | | | |
333 | Day of judgment, day of wonders! | | | | | | | |
334 | When thou, my righteous Judge, shalt come | | | | | | | |
335 | O God, my inmost soul convert | | | | | | | |
336 | The chariot! the chariot! its wheels roll in fire | | | | | | | |
337 | Nor eye has seen, nor ear hath heard | | | | | | | |
338 | What sinners value I resign | | | | | | | |
339 | In vain our fancy strives to paint | | | | | | | |
340 | There is a house not made with hands | | | | | | | |
341 | Our sins, alas! how strong they are! | | | | | | | |
342 | Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart | | | | | | | |
343 | There is a place of sacred rest | | | | | | | |
344 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
345 | On Jordan's stormy banks I stand | | | | | | | |
346 | Jerusalem! my glorious home! | | | | | | | |
347 | O, let our thoughts and wishes fly | | | | | | | |
348 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
349 | Descend from heaven, immortal Dove! | | | | | | | |
350 | I would not live alway; I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
D1 | Praise God, from whom all blessings flow | | | | | | | |
D2 | To God the Father, God the Son | | | | | | | |
D3 | Let God the Father, and the Son | | | | | | | |
D4 | Ye angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
D5 | To God the Father's throne | | | | | | | |
D6 | To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost | | | | | | | |
D7 | Sing we to our God above | | | | | | | |
D8 | Great Jehovah, we adore thee | | | | | | | |
D9 | Praise the God of our salvation | | | | | | | |