# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
501 | Farewell, and what if next we meet | | | | | | | |
502 | When Jesus dwelt in mortal clay | | | | | | | |
503 | Father of mercies, send thy grace | | | | | | | |
504 | While the heralds of salvation | | | | | | | |
505 | When we with welcome slumber pressed | | | | | | | |
506 | Great God preserved by thine arm | | | | | | | |
507 | Should God forbid the sun to rise | | | | | | | |
508 | My precious Savior, while on earth | | | | | | | |
509 | Now the shades of night are gone | | | | | | | |
510 | Indulgent Father, by whose care | | | | | | | |
511 | O Lord, another day [week] has [is] flown | | | | | | | |
512 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
513 | The night shall hear me raise my song | | | | | | | |
514 | Inspirer and hearer of prayer | | | | | | | |
515 | Begone, my earthly [worldly] care [cares], away | | | | | | | |
516 | Another six days' work is done | | | | | | | |
517 | When on the third auspicious day | | | | | | | |
518 | Frequent the [this] day of [O] God returns | | | | | | | |
519 | Thine earthly Sabbath [Sabbaths], Lord we love | | | | | | | |
520 | See how rude winter's icy hand | | | | | | | |
521 | At length the wished for spring has come | | | | | | | |
522 | The summer harvest spreads the field | | | | | | | |
523 | The flowery spring at God's command | | | | | | | |
524 | Now, gracious Lord, thine [thy] arm reveal | | | | | | | |
525 | Come Lord and bless the rising race | | | | | | | |
526 | Come, let us anew our journey pursue, Roll round | | | | | | | |
527 | Awake, ye saints, and raise [lift] your eyes | | | | | | | |
528 | Since Jesus freely [purely] did appear | | | | | | | |
529 | With grateful hearts and tuneful lays | | | | | | | |
530 | With cheerful voices rise and sing | | | | | | | |
531 | Brethren beloved for Jesus | | | | | | | |
532 | Lord, when together here we meet | | | | | | | |
533 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
534 | Thro' Christ when we together came | | | | | | | |
535 | Come Christian brethren ere we part | | | | | | | |
536 | Blest be the [that] dear uniting love | | | | | | | |
537 | Farewell, dear friend [friends], a short farewelll | | | | | | | |
538 | Come, let us now forget our mirth, And think that we must die | | | | | | | |
539 | Gay is thy morning flattering hope | | | | | | | |
540 | My son, know thou the Lord | | | | | | | |
541 | Now let a true [pure] ambition rise | | | | | | | |
542 | Religion is the chief concern | | | | | | | |
543 | The God who once to Isr'l spoke | | | | | | | |
544 | Ye lovely bands of blooming youth | | | | | | | |
545 | The joy that vain amusements give | | | | | | | |
546 | We wander in a thorny maze | | | | | | | |
547 | Ye hearts with youthful vigor warm | | | | | | | |
548 | With humble heart and tongue, my God | | | | | | | |
549 | And have I measured half my days | | | | | | | |
550 | Eternal God, enthroned on high | | | | | | | |
551 | See, gracious God [Lord], before thy throne | | | | | | | |
552 | Break thou the clouds dear Lord and shine | | | | | | | |
553 | Long unafflicted undismayed | | | | | | | |
554 | Why should the Christian waste in sighs | | | | | | | |
555 | Were once our vain desires subdued | | | | | | | |
556 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
557 | And let this feeble body fail | | | | | | | |
558 | The billows swell, the winds are high | | | | | | | |
559 | Disconsolate tenant of clay | | | | | | | |
560 | Jesus great Healer of mankind | | | | | | | |
561 | O thou who diest the mourner's tear | | | | | | | |
562 | O Thou from whom all goodness flows | | | | | | | |
563 | Just o'er the grave I hung | | | | | | | |
564 | 'Tis hard from those we love to go | | | | | | | |
565 | Far from affliction, toil and care | | | | | | | |
566 | From his low bed of mortal dust | | | | | | | |
567 | The grave is now a favored spot | | | | | | | |
568 | Unvail [Unveil] thy bosom, faithful tomb | | | | | | | |
569 | How blest is our brother | | | | | | | |
570 | 'Tis finished, the conflict is past | | | | | | | |
571 | In vain my [the] fancy strives to paint The moment after death | | | | | | | |
572 | How blest the righteous are | | | | | | | |
573 | When blooming youth is [are] snatched [called] away | | | | | | | |
574 | The once loved form, now cold and dead | | | | | | | |
575 | Oft as the bell, with solemn toll, Speaks the departure of a soul | | | | | | | |
576 | The time is short the season near | | | | | | | |
577 | The mighty flood that rolls along | | | | | | | |
578 | I wait a few sorrowful years | | | | | | | |
579 | Eternity is just at hand | | | | | | | |
580 | Lo on a narrow neck of land | | | | | | | |
581 | The winter past reviving flowers | | | | | | | |
582 | Through sorrow's night and danger's path [way] [road] | | | | | | | |
583 | The saints who now in Jesus sleep | | | | | | | |
584 | Our life how short, a groan, a sigh | | | | | | | |
585 | When rising from the bed of death | | | | | | | |
586 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
587 | See, the eternal Judge descending | | | | | | | |
588 | Sinners, take the friendly warning | | | | | | | |
589 | Methinks the last great day is come | | | | | | | |
590 | When bending o'er the brink of life [death] | | | | | | | |
591 | Vain man [men], thy [your] fond pursuits forbear | | | | | | | |
592 | Where are the dead, in heaven or hell | | | | | | | |
593 | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
594 | Dear Savior, thy victorious love can every fear control | | | | | | | |
595 | Sweet glories rush [burst] upon my sight | | | | | | | |
596 | Earth has engrossed my love too long | | | | | | | |
597 | I soon shall accomplish my race | | | | | | | |
598 | Happy soul, thy days are ended [ending] | | | | | | | |
599 | Ye angels, who stand round the throne | | | | | | | |
600 | High in yonder realms of light | | | | | | | |