| Far away from the fold, I had gone in the cold | Ira Evans Hicks (Author) | English | 2 |
| Give thanks to God, for He is good, His mercy ever doth endure | Ira Evans Hicks (Author) | English | 1 |
| Lift your eyes, ye idle Christians | I. E. H. (Author) | English | 1 |
| Lift your eyes ye weary Christians | Ira Evans Hicks (Author) | English | 1 |
| Now another day is ended And the evening shadows came | Ira Evans Hicks (Author) | English | 1 |
| O come, come away from worldly toil reposing! | Ira Evans Hicks (Author) | English | 1 |
| O soul bowed down with toil and care | Ira Evans Hicks (Author) | English | 2 |
| O wanderer, away on the mountain cold | Ira E. Hicks (Author) | English | 2 |
| Saved for service we're a loyal band | Ira E. Hicks (Author) | English | 3 |
| Some day I'm going home, To dwell on earth no more | I. E. H. (Author) | English | 1 |
| The Master is come and is calling today | I. E. H. (Author) | English | 1 |
| There is an eye that never sleeps | Ira Hicks (Author) | English | 1 |