# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
501 | I heard the voice of Jesus say | | | | | | | |
502 | O, who, in such a world as this | | | | | | | |
503 | While thro' this changing world we roam | | | | | | | |
504 | Oh, wondrous is Thy mercy, Lord! | | | | | | | |
505 | The promise of my Father's love | | | | | | | |
506 | Yes, there are joys that cannot die | | | | | | | |
507 | Dark was the night, and cold the ground | | | | | | | |
508 | Spirit of peace, celestial Dove | | | | | | | |
509 | Behold the Saviour of mankind | | | | | | | |
510 | We ask not, Lord, Thy cloven flame | | | | | | | |
511 | Arise, ye people, and adore | | | | | | | |
512 | To celebrate Thy praise, O Lord | | | | | | | |
513 | Thy works of glory, mighty Lord | | | | | | | |
514 | Not to the terrors of the Lord | | | | | | | |
515 | Let saints on earth their anthems raise | | | | | | | |
516 | Yes, I will bless Thee, O my God | | | | | | | |
517 | Let children hear the mighty deeds | | | | | | | |
518 | Sing we the song of those who stand | | | | | | | |
519 | All that I was, my sin, my guilt | | | | | | | |
520 | Come in, Thou blessed of the Lord | | | | | | | |
521 | How few the word of God regard | | | | | | | |
522 | I would be Thine; O take my heart | | | | | | | |
523 | Great God, the nations of the earth | | | | | | | |
524 | What worthy anthem can I sing | | | | | | | |
525 | Lord, I approach the mercy-seat | | | | | | | |
526 | Eternal Source of joys divine | | | | | | | |
527 | Our Heav'nly Father calls | | | | | | | |
528 | Lord, lead my heart to learn | | | | | | | |
529 | Love is the strongest tie | | | | | | | |
530 | Thou, Holy Spirit, art | | | | | | | |
531 | Along my earthly way | | | | | | | |
532 | The Father and the Son | | | | | | | |
533 | Come, Holy Spirit, come! | | | | | | | |
534 | "Forever with the Lord!" | | | | | | | |
535 | The Spirit, in our hearts | | | | | | | |
536 | Lord, at this closing hour | | | | | | | |
537 | Praise to the Father be | | | | | | | |
538 | O Lord, our God, arise | | | | | | | |
539 | Now living waters flow | | | | | | | |
540 | In expectation sweet | | | | | | | |
541 | Behold, what wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
542 | To God the Father, Son | | | | | | | |
543 | Sweet is the task, O Lord | | | | | | | |
544 | Within these walls be peace | | | | | | | |
545 | While my Redeemer's near | | | | | | | |
546 | Who can forbear to sing | | | | | | | |
547 | Blest are the sons of peace | | | | | | | |
548 | How sweet the melting lay | | | | | | | |
549 | Our times are in Thy hand | | | | | | | |
550 | Come to the land of peace | | | | | | | |
551 | Still with Thee, O my God | | | | | | | |
552 | Come, we who love the Lord | | | | | | | |
553 | I stand on Zion's mount | | | | | | | |
554 | Mine eyes and my desire | | | | | | | |
555 | I saw, beyond the tomb | | | | | | | |
556 | Lord, what a feeble piece | | | | | | | |
557 | Another day is past | | | | | | | |
558 | The harvest dawn is near | | | | | | | |
559 | Not all the blood of beasts | | | | | | | |
560 | "The Lord is risen indeed" | | | | | | | |
561 | The praises of my tongue | | | | | | | |
562 | Give to the Father praise | | | | | | | |
563 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
564 | Great is the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
565 | Let every creature join | | | | | | | |
566 | The Lord my shepherd is | | | | | | | |
567 | Our heavenly Father, hear | | | | | | | |
568 | O, where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
569 | Blessed are the pure in heart | | | | | | | |
570 | One sweetly solemn tho't | | | | | | | |
571 | Serene I laid me down | | | | | | | |
572 | Come, children, come to God | | | | | | | |
573 | To thee, O God in heaven | | | | | | | |
574 | Thy bounties, gracious God | | | | | | | |
575 | Sow in the morn thy seed | | | | | | | |
576 | Arise, ye saints, arise! | | | | | | | |
577 | Now is the accepted time | | | | | | | |
578 | The day is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
579 | Lord God, the Holy Ghost! | | | | | | | |
580 | A few more years shall roll | | | | | | | |
581 | Mourn for the thousands slain | | | | | | | |
582 | With humble heart and tongue | | | | | | | |
583 | Let party names no more | | | | | | | |
584 | Green pastures and clear streams | | | | | | | |
585 | O Lord, Thy perfect word | | | | | | | |
586 | From lowest depths of woe | | | | | | | |
587 | Thou Judge of quick and dead | | | | | | | |
588 | How heavy is the night | | | | | | | |
589 | Thy piercing eye, O Lord | | | | | | | |
590 | O, sing to me of heav'n | | | | | | | |
591 | My Father's house on high! | | | | | | | |
592 | Hark! through the courts of heaven | | | | | | | |
593 | Come, sound His praise abroad | | | | | | | |
594 | Grace! 'tis a charming sound | | | | | | | |
595 | How beauteous are their feet | | | | | | | |
596 | Great God, at Thy command | | | | | | | |
597 | Home at last! home at last! | | | | | | | |
598 | Ye angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
599 | Behold, the morning sun | | | | | | | |
600 | Now let our voices join | | | | | | | |