# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
401 | Give me a heart of calm repose | | | | | | | |
402 | To Him who in his precious blood | | | | | | | |
403 | Sweet rivers of redeeming love | | | | | | | |
404 | That doleful [dreadful] night before his death | | | | | | | |
405 | My head is low, my heart is sad | | | | | | | |
406 | There is a little, lonely fold | | | | | | | |
407 | The God of love, the God of peace | | | | | | | |
408 | When bending o'er the brink of life [death] | | | | | | | |
409 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
410 | My Jesus! Say what wretch has dared | | | | | | | |
411 | Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend | | | | | | | |
412 | O Lord, and will thy pardoning love | | | | | | | |
413 | Behold, he comes, the glorious King | | | | | | | |
414 | My God, the spring of all my joys | | | | | | | |
415 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
416 | Come, humble souls, ye mourners, come | | | | | | | |
417 | God of all consolation, take | | | | | | | |
418 | Our life is bid with Christ in God | | | | | | | |
419 | Father of Jesus Christ, my Lord | | | | | | | |
420 | Bright flowing fountains now I see | | | | | | | |
421 | O what hath Jesus bought for me! Before my ravished eyes | | | | | | | |
422 | How sweet to be allowed to pray | | | | | | | |
423 | As pants the hart for cooling streams | | | | | | | |
424 | Behold the glorious white-robed throng | | | | | | | |
425 | Soon will the heavenly Bridegroom come | | | | | | | |
426 | To whom, my Savior, shall I go | | | | | | | |
427 | O God, my strength and fortitude | | | | | | | |
428 | Arise and shine, O Zion fair | | | | | | | |
429 | The Lord, our God, is clothed in [with] might | | | | | | | |
430 | When signs and wonders there shall be | | | | | | | |
431 | O where are the kings and empires now | | | | | | | |
432 | When wild confusion wrecks the air [world] | | | | | | | |
433 | When earth's foundations first were laid | | | | | | | |
434 | 'Tis by thy strength the mountains stand | | | | | | | |
435 | Thine oath and promise, mighty God | | | | | | | |
436 | Arise, ye people, and adore | | | | | | | |
437 | Awake, ye saints, and raise [lift] your eyes | | | | | | | |
438 | Our eyes would gaze on him who bled | | | | | | | |
439 | God's trumpet wakes the slumbering world | | | | | | | |
440 | With songs and honors sounding loud | | | | | | | |
441 | When waves of trouble [sorrow] round me swell | | | | | | | |
442 | How happy [happy's] every child of grace, who [that] feels [knows] his sins forgiven | | | | | | | |
443 | Early, my God, without delay | | | | | | | |
444 | Arise, my soul, my joyful powers | | | | | | | |
445 | Sing, ye redeemed [ransomed] of the Lord | | | | | | | |
446 | O for a shout of sacred joy | | | | | | | |
447 | Be strong, my soul, in God most high | | | | | | | |
448 | To him that [who] loved the souls [sons] of men | | | | | | | |
449 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound, That saved | | | | | | | |
450 | My God shall my petitions grant | | | | | | | |
451 | My soul, amid this stormy world | | | | | | | |
452 | Once more, O Lord, thy sign shall be | | | | | | | |
453 | No more with trembling heart I try | | | | | | | |
454 | Look unto me the Savior saith | | | | | | | |
455 | Lift up your hearts to things above | | | | | | | |
456 | Again the Lord of life and light | | | | | | | |
457 | Wake, harp of Zion, wake again | | | | | | | |
458 | O glorious day of heavenly rest | | | | | | | |
459 | How can I sleep when angels sing | | | | | | | |
460 | My drowsy powers, why sleep ye [you] so | | | | | | | |
461 | Calm on the listening ear of night | | | | | | | |
462 | Sing to the Lord who came to earth | | | | | | | |
463 | Let saints on earth their anthems raise | | | | | | | |
464 | Lo what a glorious sight appears | | | | | | | |
465 | Mortals, awake, with angels join | | | | | | | |
466 | Our God how firm his promise stands | | | | | | | |
467 | The Lord, the God of glory reigns | | | | | | | |
468 | Amid the splendors of thy state | | | | | | | |
469 | Begin my tongue some heavenly theme | | | | | | | |
470 | Lord, in the day thou art about | | | | | | | |
471 | While shepherds watch [watched] their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
472 | O all ye lands, rejoice in God | | | | | | | |
473 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
474 | Triumphant, Christ ascends on high | | | | | | | |
475 | My home is o'er the swelling flood | | | | | | | |
476 | My faith shall triumph o'er the grave and trample on the tombs | | | | | | | |
477 | Dear refuge of my [the] weary soul, On thee, when sorows rise | | | | | | | |
478 | The head that once was crowned with thorns | | | | | | | |
479 | Return, O God of love, return | | | | | | | |
480 | O Son of God, with glory crowned | | | | | | | |
481 | As on the cross the Savior hung | | | | | | | |
482 | O speed thee, Christian, on thy way | | | | | | | |
483 | Woe to the men on earth who dwell | | | | | | | |
484 | By faith we find the place above | | | | | | | |
485 | Now Saviour, strengthen every heart | | | | | | | |
486 | The Savior comes to seek the lost | | | | | | | |
487 | We know that all things work for good | | | | | | | |
488 | It is not for thy golden streets | | | | | | | |
489 | Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb | | | | | | | |
490 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
491 | Jesus, how much thy [that] name unfolds | | | | | | | |
492 | That glorious day is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
493 | Behold the glories of the Lamb, Amidst [amid] his father's throne | | | | | | | |
494 | Jesus, our hope, our heart's desire | | | | | | | |
495 | Come, ye that love the Savior's name | | | | | | | |
496 | Another weary day is past | | | | | | | |
497 | Jesus, our life, our hope, our heaven | | | | | | | |
498 | Spirit divine, who from above | | | | | | | |
499 | Before us lies a valley dim | | | | | | | |
500 | Afar from home on an island lone | | | | | | | |