# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
600 | "Forever with the Lord!" | | | | | | | |
601 | Let every heart and tongue | | | | | | | |
602 | Here we are but straying pilgrims | | | | | | | |
603 | In that world of ancient story | | | | | | | |
604 | O God! my heart is fully bent | | | | | | | |
605 | Purer yet and purer I would be in mind | | | | | | | |
606 | God of our salvation! | | | | | | | |
607 | In all my ways, O God! | | | | | | | |
608 | Oh, when shall I see Jesus | | | | | | | |
609 | How long, O Lord, our Savior | | | | | | | |
610 | As flows the rapid river | | | | | | | |
611 | Oh come in life's gay morning | | | | | | | |
612 | We have no home but heaven | | | | | | | |
613 | No seas again shall sever | | | | | | | |
614 | I would not live always; I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
615 | O eyes that are weary, and hearts that are sore | | | | | | | |
616 | I am weary of straying; oh, fain would I rest | | | | | | | |
617 | The Lord is my Shepherd, no want shall I know | | | | | | | |
618 | Beyond the smiling and the weeping | | | | | | | |
619 | With tearful eyes I look around | | | | | | | |
620 | Soon and forever the breaking of day | | | | | | | |
621 | Thou art, O God, the life and light | | | | | | | |
622 | Lead us heav'nly Father, lead us | | | | | | | |
623 | Glory, glory everlasting | | | | | | | |
624 | Hallelujah! best and sweetest | | | | | | | |
625 | God of our salvation, hear us | | | | | | | |
626 | Savior, haste: our souls are waiting | | | | | | | |
627 | Let us sing the King Messiah | | | | | | | |
628 | With my substance I will honor | | | | | | | |
629 | Lo! He cometh-- countless trumpets | | | | | | | |
630 | Awake, our souls; away, our fears | | | | | | | |
631 | No change of times shall ever shock | | | | | | | |
632 | Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears | | | | | | | |
633 | Now let our souls, on wings sublime | | | | | | | |
634 | The billows swell, the winds are high | | | | | | | |
635 | The tempter to my soul hath said | | | | | | | |
636 | By faith in Christ I walk with God | | | | | | | |
637 | Oh thou pure light of souls that love | | | | | | | |
638 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
639 | I'm not ashamed to own my Lord | | | | | | | |
640 | Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
641 | Rise, O my soul! pursue the path | | | | | | | |
642 | Alas, what hourly dangers rise! | | | | | | | |
643 | Almighty God, thy word is cast | | | | | | | |
644 | My soul, be on thy guard | | | | | | | |
645 | A charge to keep I have | | | | | | | |
646 | Arise, ye saints, arise! | | | | | | | |
647 | All you that have confessed | | | | | | | |
648 | Soldiers of Christ, arise | | | | | | | |
649 | Give to the winds thy fears | | | | | | | |
650 | Sow in the morn thy seed | | | | | | | |
651 | Hush the loud cannon's roar | | | | | | | |
652 | Dark and thorny is the desert | | | | | | | |
653 | Come, dear friends, we all are brethren | | | | | | | |
654 | Jesus, I my cross have taken | | | | | | | |
655 | O my soul! what means this sadness? | | | | | | | |
656 | Here behold me, as I cast me | | | | | | | |
657 | Onward, Christian, tho' the region | | | | | | | |
658 | Take me, O my Father! take me | | | | | | | |
659 | Take my heart, O Father! mold it | | | | | | | |
660 | Must Simon bear the cross alone | BEARING THE CROSS | | | | | | |
661 | The sun above us gleaming | | | | | | | |
662 | Breast the wave, Christian, when it is strongest | | | | | | | |
663 | Father, oh hear me now? | | | | | | | |
664 | Our souls are in the Savior's hand | | | | | | | |
665 | Oh for a faith that will not shrink | | | | | | | |
666 | Oh for an overcoming faith | | | | | | | |
667 | My Jesus, as thou wilt! | | | | | | | |
668 | I did thee wrong, my God | | | | | | | |
669 | Nearer, my God, to Thee | | | | | | | |
670 | Savior! thy gentle voice | | | | | | | |
671 | We are too far from thee, our Savior | | | | | | | |
672 | Sun of my soul! thou Savior dear | | | | | | | |
673 | "After the toil," when the morning breaks | | | | | | | |
674 | A weak and weary dove, with drooping wing | | | | | | | |
675 | Christian, the morn breaks sweetly o'er thee | | | | | | | |
676 | What tho' earthly friends may frown | | | | | | | |
677 | Whate'er my God ordains is right | | | | | | | |
678 | When overwhelmed with grief | | | | | | | |
679 | We ask for peace, O Lord! | | | | | | | |
680 | The mellow eve is gliding | | | | | | | |
681 | Lord, lead the way the Savior went | | | | | | | |
682 | Scorn not the slightest word or deed | | | | | | | |
683 | Make channels for the streams of love | | | | | | | |
684 | Bright Source of everlasting love | | | | | | | |
685 | Every day hath toil and trouble | | | | | | | |
686 | The day is ended, Ere I sink to sleep | | | | | | | |
687 | Praise the Lord, his glories show | | | | | | | |
688 | Stealing from the world away | | | | | | | |
689 | God eternal, Lord of all! | | | | | | | |
690 | God is in the loneliest spot | | | | | | | |
691 | Now the shades of night are gone | | | | | | | |
692 | O thou who driest the mourner's tear | | | | | | | |
693 | Why do we mourn departing friends | | | | | | | |
694 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
695 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
696 | Death can not make our souls afraid | | | | | | | |
697 | Life is a span--a fleeting hour | | | | | | | |
698 | Dear as thou wast, and justly dear | | | | | | | |
699 | When blooming youth is snatched away | | | | | | | |