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101 | Abide with us; the evening shades | | | | | | | |
102 | When power divine, in mortal form hushed | | | | | | | |
103 | O, where is now that glowing love | | | | | | | |
104 | Life is the time to serve the Lord | | | | | | | |
105 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
106 | O for a glance of heavenly day | | | | | | | |
107 | How shall the sons of men appear | | | | | | | |
108 | Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan | | | | | | | |
109 | When adverse winds and waves arise | | | | | | | |
110 | Blessed who with generous pity glows | | | | | | | |
111 | Sweet is the last, the parting ray | | | | | | | |
112 | Kingdoms and thrones to God belong | | | | | | | |
113 | Jehovah reigns; let all the earth | | | | | | | |
114 | Eternal Spirit, we confess | | | | | | | |
115 | My soul, thy great Creator praise | | | | | | | |
116 | Let sinners saved give thanks and sing | | | | | | | |
117 | To God the Father glory be | | | | | | | |
118 | Just as I am, without one plea | | | | | | | |
119 | Just as thou art--without one trace | | | | | | | |
120 | There is a pure and peaceful wave | | | | | | | |
121 | Assembled at Thy great command | | | | | | | |
122 | What sinners value I resign | | | | | | | |
123 | Arise, my soul, on wings sublime | | | | | | | |
124 | Pour out Thy Spirit from on high | | | | | | | |
125 | To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost | | | | | | | |
126 | Great God, to Thee my evening song | | | | | | | |
127 | Sweet is the light of Sabbath eve | | | | | | | |
128 | Lord, when my thoughts delighted rove | | | | | | | |
129 | Thou Prince of glory, slain for me | | | | | | | |
130 | When marshalled on the nightly plain | | | | | | | |
131 | Oh, sweetly breathe the lyres above | | | | | | | |
132 | Shall man, O God of light and life! | | | | | | | |
133 | Sweet peace of conscience, heav'nly guest | | | | | | | |
134 | As, in soft silence, vernal showers | | | | | | | |
135 | My only Saviour! when I feel | | | | | | | |
136 | Return, O wanderer, return | | | | | | | |
137 | "O, learn of Me," the Saviour cried | | | | | | | |
138 | The ransomed spirit to her home | | | | | | | |
139 | I send the joys of earth away | | | | | | | |
140 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
141 | O holy, holy, holy, Lord! | | | | | | | |
142 | Thus saith the wisdom of the Lord | | | | | | | |
143 | Glory to Thee, O God, most high! | | | | | | | |
144 | Come, weary souls, with sins distressed | | | | | | | |
145 | Behold the Saviour at thy door! | | | | | | | |
146 | Stretched on the cross, the Saviour dies! | | | | | | | |
147 | Dear Saviour, if these lambs should stray | | | | | | | |
148 | My heav'nly home is bright and fair | | | | | | | |
149 | Hail, sovereign love, that first began | | | | | | | |
150 | How sweet the hour of closing day | | | | | | | |
151 | Saviour, when night involves the skies | | | | | | | |
152 | How sweet to leave the world awhile | | | | | | | |
153 | Soft be the gently breathing notes | | | | | | | |
154 | Jesus, the Spring of joys divine | | | | | | | |
155 | When Jordan hushed his waters still | | | | | | | |
156 | While o'er the deep Thy servants sail | | | | | | | |
157 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
158 | Come hither, all ye weary souls | | | | | | | |
159 | Trembling, before Thine awful Throne | | | | | | | |
160 | So fades the lovely blooming flower | | | | | | | |
161 | Millions within Thy courts have met | | | | | | | |
162 | Dismiss us with Thy blessing, Lord | | | | | | | |
163 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
164 | When sins and fears prevailing rise | | | | | | | |
165 | Say, sinner, hath a voice within | | | | | | | |
166 | Haste, trav'ler, haste! the night comes on | | | | | | | |
167 | Zion! awake, thy strength renew | | | | | | | |
168 | O, come, loud anthems let us sing | | | | | | | |
169 | Sovereign of worlds! display Thy power | | | | | | | |
170 | The Lord is King! Lift up thy voice | | | | | | | |
171 | To God the Father, God the Son | | | | | | | |
172 | My gracious Lord, I own thy right | | | | | | | |
173 | God of my life, to Thee I call | | | | | | | |
174 | O Spirit of the living God | | | | | | | |
175 | "Go, preach my gospel," saith the Lord | | | | | | | |
176 | Soon may the last glad song arise | | | | | | | |
177 | Lo, what a precious Corner Stone | | | | | | | |
178 | Upon the Gospel's sacred page | | | | | | | |
179 | Jesus! Thy Church, with longing eyes | | | | | | | |
180 | Awake, my soul, in joyful lays | | | | | | | |
181 | To Thee, O God, in grateful praise | | | | | | | |
182 | Come, O my soul, in sacred lays | | | | | | | |
183 | If in our daily course our mind | | | | | | | |
184 | Jesus, Thy boundless love to me | | | | | | | |
185 | Happy the meek, whose gentle breast | | | | | | | |
186 | O, deem not they are blest alone | | | | | | | |
187 | Sweet hour of prayer! sweet hour of prayer! | | | | | | | |
188 | O Love divine, that stooped to share | | | | | | | |
189 | Thou art, O God, the Life and Light | | | | | | | |
190 | Jesus, my All, to heaven is gone | | | | | | | |
191 | There is a glorious world on high | | | | | | | |
192 | A poor wayfaring man of grief | | | | | | | |
193 | Descend from heav'n, immortal Dove | | | | | | | |
194 | Be Thou, O God, exalted high | | | | | | | |
195 | From all that dwell below the skies | | | | | | | |
196 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
197 | When as returns this solemn day | | | | | | | |
198 | Let the seventh angel sound on high | | | | | | | |
199 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
200 | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned | | | | | | | |