# | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
501 | Happy the meek whose gentle breast | | | | | |  | |
502 | O gift of gifts! O grace of faith! My God, how can it be | | | | | |  | |
503 | Speak gently, it is better far | | | | | |  | |
504 | Walk in the light, so shalt thou [and you shall] know | | | | | |  | |
505 | Father! whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | |  | |
506 | Calm me, my God, and keep me calm | | | | | |  | |
507 | Think gently of the erring one | | | | | |  | |
508 | Is there ambition in my heart | | | | | |  | |
509 | Glory to God, whose witness train | | | | | |  | |
510 | What though no buds [flowers] the fig tree bear [clothe] | | | | | |  | |
511 | O Lord, my best desire [desires] fulfill | | | | | |  | |
512 | Thy home is with the humble, Lord | | | | | |  | |
513 | Happy the heart where graces reign | | | | | |  | |
514 | Lord, I believe; Thy power I own | | | | | |  | |
515 | And can mine eyes, without a tear | | | | | |  | |
516 | Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss | | | | | |  | |
517 | Rejoice in God [Christ] alway | | | | | |  | |
518 | Man's wisdom is to seek | | | | | |  | |
519 | Be tranquil, O my soul | | | | | |  | |
520 | In true and patient hope | | | | | |  | |
521 | If, through unruffled seas, Toward heaven we calmly sail | | | | | |  | |
522 | Jesus, my strength, my hope | | | | | |  | |
523 | Where wilt thou put thy trust | | | | | |  | |
524 | Christ, of all my hopes the ground | | | | | |  | |
525 | Father of eternal grace! | | | | | |  | |
526 | Joyful be the hours today | | | | | |  | |
527 | Lord, forever at thy side, Let [May] my place | | | | | |  | |
528 | Jesus, Lord, we look to thee | | | | | |  | |
529 | Lord, if thou thy [the] grace impart | | | | | |  | |
530 | Not all the nobles of the earth who boast the honors of their birth | | | | | |  | |
531 | Who shall the Lord's elect condemn | | | | | |  | |
532 | Lord, how secure and blest are they | | | | | |  | |
533 | Now to the power of God Supreme | | | | | |  | |
534 | Let me but hear my [the] Savior say | | | | | |  | |
535 | No more, ye wise, your wisdom boast | | | | | |  | |
536 | Away from earth my spirit turns | | | | | |  | |
537 | Now let our cheerful eyes survey | | | | | |  | |
538 | We bless thee for thy peace, O God | | | | | |  | |
539 | If God is mine, then present things | | | | | |  | |
540 | O God of Bethel, by whose hand | | | | | |  | |
541 | My Father, God, how sweet the sound | | | | | |  | |
542 | Firm as the earth thy [the] gospel stands | | | | | |  | |
543 | My God, my Father, blissful [blessed] [cheering] name | | | | | |  | |
544 | Thou very present Aid | | | | | |  | |
545 | In every trying hour | | | | | |  | |
546 | What cheering words are these | | | | | |  | |
547 | Here I can firmly rest | | | | | |  | |
548 | Grace, 'tis a charming [cheering] [joyful] [pleasing] sound | | | | | |  | |
549 | Behold what wondrous grace | | | | | |  | |
550 | Go, labor on, spend and be spent | | | | | |  | |
551 | When Jesus dwelt in mortal clay | | | | | |  | |
552 | Go, labor on, while it is day | | | | | |  | |
553 | Thou God of hope, to thee we bow | | | | | |  | |
554 | Father of mercies, send thy grace | | | | | |  | |
555 | Blest is the man, whose softening [generous] heart | | | | | |  | |
556 | Scorn not the slightest word or deed | | | | | |  | |
557 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | |  | |
558 | Sow in the morn thy [the] seed, At eve | | | | | |  | |
559 | Make haste, O man, to live | | | | | |  | |
560 | Laborers of Christ, arise | | | | | |  | |
561 | Mine eyes and my desire [desires] | | | | | |  | |
562 | Mourn for the thousands slain | | | | | |  | |
563 | He that [who] goeth forth with weeping, Bearing [sowing] precious seed in love | | | | | |  | |
564 | Vainly through night's weary [lonely] hours | | | | | |  | |
565 | Pilgrims in this vale of sorrow | | | | | |  | |
566 | Like the eagle, upward, onward | | | | | |  | |
567 | Cast thy bread upon the waters Thinking not 'tis thrown away | | | | | |  | |
568 | Blessed angels, high in heaven | | | | | |  | |
569 | With my substance I will honor my Redeemer | | | | | |  | |
570 | My God, my Father [My God and Father], while [whilst] [though] I stray [pray] | | | | | |  | |
571 | I bless thee, Lord, for sorrows sent | | | | | |  | |
572 | I cannot always trace the way | | | | | |  | |
573 | O deem not they are blest alone | | | | | |  | |
574 | Thy will be done, I will not fear | | | | | |  | |
575 | If life in sorrow must be spent | | | | | |  | |
576 | When musing sorrow weeps [mourns] the past | | | | | |  | |
577 | It is the Lord--enthroned in light | | | | | |  | |
578 | I cannot call affliction sweet | | | | | |  | |
579 | My times of sorrow and of joy Great God, are in | | | | | |  | |
580 | Be merciful to me, O God | | | | | |  | |
581 | When waves of trouble [sorrow] round me swell | | | | | |  | |
582 | I worship thee, sweet Will of God! | | | | | |  | |
583 | O thou who diest the mourner's tear | | | | | |  | |
584 | One prayer I have, all prayers in one | | | | | |  | |
585 | O thou whose gently chastening hand | | | | | |  | |
586 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | |  | |
587 | Jesus, in sickness and in pain | | | | | |  | |
588 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | |  | |
589 | O throw away thy rod | | | | | |  | |
590 | It is thy hand, my God | | | | | |  | |
591 | Thy way, not mine, O Lord | | | | | |  | |
592 | How tender is thy hand | | | | | |  | |
593 | My times are in Thy hand | | | | | |  | |
594 | When overwhelmed with grief | | | | | |  | |
595 | Peace, troubled soul, whose [thy] plaintive moan | | | | | |  | |
596 | When gathering clouds [storms] around I view | | | | | |  | |
597 | When adverse winds and waves arise | | | | | |  | |
598 | Why sinks my soul desponding | | | | | |  | |
599 | Lord God of my salvation, To thee, to Thee | | | | | |  | |
600 | Father of mercies, bow thine ear | | | | | |  | |