# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
36 | Who formed the little sparrow | | | | | | | |
37 | I have no mother, for she died | | | | | | | |
38 | I see thee sweetly smile | | | | | | | |
39 | Quietly, peacefully, gently repose | | | | | | | |
40a | Oh, breathe not his name, let it sleep in the shade | | | | | | | |
40b | There was a noble ark | | | | | | | |
41 | When all within is peace | | | | | | | |
42a | Fair little creature of a day | | | | | | | |
42b | Who has not felt how sadly sweet | | | | | | | |
44 | Deep is the sleep of the hero | | | | | | | |
48 | Meet today and part tomorrow | | | | | | | |
49a | To God the Father, God the Son | | | | | | | |
49b | Incumbent on the bending sky | | | | | | | |
50a | Sweet is the work, my God, my King | | | | | | | |
50b | How blest the sacred tie that binds | | | | | | | |
50c | When sins and fears prevailing rise | | | | | | | |
51a | Great God! let all my tuneful powers | | | | | | | |
51b | Go, messenger of peace and love | | | | | | | |
51c | My soul, thy great Creator praise | | | | | | | |
52a | Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will | | | | | | | |
52b | The tempter to my heart hath said | | | | | | | |
52c | Lord! what a heaven of saving grace | | | | | | | |
53a | Be thou exalted, O my God | | | | | | | |
53b | Come, weary souls, with sin distressed | | | | | | | |
53c | God is a King of power unknown | | | | | | | |
54a | Tho' I walk thro' the gloomy vale | | | | | | | |
54b | Come, gracious Spirit, Heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
54c | With all my powers of heart and tongue | | | | | | | |
55a | He lives, the great Redeemer lives! | | | | | | | |
55b | The Lord proclaims his power aloud | | | | | | | |
56a | My spirit sinks within me, Lord | | | | | | | |
56b | God is the refuge of his saints | | | | | | | |
56c | Lord, let my prayer like incense rise | | | | | | | |
57a | O, that I could forever dwell | | | | | | | |
57b | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
57c | From every stormy wind that blows | | | | | | | |
58a | Oh, happy saints, who dwell in light | | | | | | | |
58b | Fast flow my tears; the cause is great | | | | | | | |
58c | Be thou, O God, exalted high | | | | | | | |
59a | Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears | | | | | | | |
59b | Let me but hear my Saviour say | | | | | | | |
59c | There is a stream whose gentle flow | | | | | | | |
60a | How sweet the hour of closing day | | | | | | | |
60b | Another week of toil is done | | | | | | | |
60c | How sweetly flows the gospel sound | | | | | | | |
61a | Lord, I will bless thee all my days | | | | | | | |
61b | Awake, my soul, to joyful lays | | | | | | | |
61c | In vain my roving tho'ts would find | | | | | | | |
62a | Descend from heav'n, immortal Dove | | | | | | | |
62b | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
62c | Say, sinner, hath a voice within | | | | | | | |
63a | Our Helper, God, we bless his name | | | | | | | |
63b | There is a stream, whose gentle flow | | | | | | | |
63c | Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
64a | Loud hallelujahs to the Lord | | | | | | | |
64b | Great God, attend, while Zion sings | | | | | | | |
64c | So fades the lovely, blooming flower | | | | | | | |
65a | There is a stream, whose gentle flow | | | | | | | |
65b | How pleasant, how divinely fair | | | | | | | |
65c | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
66a | Just as I am, without one plea | | | | | | | |
66b | Come in, thou blessed of the Lord | | | | | | | |
66c | Of all the joys we mortals know | | | | | | | |
67a | Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
67b | O, stay thy tears; for they are blest | | | | | | | |
67c | The hour of my departure's come | | | | | | | |
68a | As rain on meadows newly mown | | | | | | | |
68b | O, for a sight, a pleasing sight | | | | | | | |
68c | The heavens declare thy glory, Lord | | | | | | | |
69a | My God, permit me not to be | | | | | | | |
69b | This is the word of truth and love | | | | | | | |
69c | Buried in shadows of the night | | | | | | | |
70a | Lord! thou hast searched and seen me thro' | | | | | | | |
70b | The Lord my pasture shall prepare | | | | | | | |
70c | When we, our wearied limbs to rest | | | | | | | |
71a | He that hath made his refuge, God | | | | | | | |
71b | Thus far the Lord has led me on | | | | | | | |
71c | Thus far the Lord has led me on | | | | | | | |
72a | God of my life, thro' all my days | | | | | | | |
72b | How oft have sin and Satan striven | | | | | | | |
72c | Why, on the bending willows hung | | | | | | | |
73a | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
73b | How blest the sacred tie that binds | | | | | | | |
73c | Happy the man, whose cautious feet | | | | | | | |
74a | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
74b | Why will ye waste, on trifling cares | | | | | | | |
74c | Lord, when thou didst ascend on high | | | | | | | |
75a | Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love | | | | | | | |
75b | Come in, thou blessed of the Lord | | | | | | | |
75c | Broad is the road that leads to death | | | | | | | |
76a | My God, in whom are all the springs | | | | | | | |
76b | My spirit looks to God alone | | | | | | | |
76c | O, all ye people, shout and sing | | | | | | | |
77a | Why droops my soul with grief oppress'd | | | | | | | |
77b | Who shall the Lord's elect condemn! | | | | | | | |
77c | He dies, the Friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
78a | Ye sons of men, with joy record | | | | | | | |
78b | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
78c | O that I could for ever dwell | | | | | | | |
79a | Descend from heaven, immortal Dove | | | | | | | |