# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
701 | O Lord, our fathers oft have told | | | | | | | |
702 | Swell the anthem, raise the song | | | | | | | |
703 | Fountain of mercy, God of love | | | | | | | |
704 | Great God, as seasons disappear | | | | | | | |
705 | The God of harvest praise | | | | | | | |
706 | Eternal source of every joy | | | | | | | |
707 | Lord of heaven, and earth, and ocean | | | | | | | |
708 | Be joyful in God, all ye lands | | | | | | | |
709 | Great God, beneath whose piercing eye | | | | | | | |
710 | Great God, let all my tuneful powers | | | | | | | |
711 | How rich thy gifts, almighty King | | | | | | | |
712 | Great Ruler of the earth and skies | | | | | | | |
713 | God of the year, with songs of praise | | | | | | | |
714 | While with ceaseless course the sun | | | | | | | |
715 | Great God, we sing that mighty hand | | | | | | | |
716 | Now, gracious Lord, thine arm reveal | | | | | | | |
717 | God of our lives, thy various praise | | | | | | | |
718 | Come, let us anew our journey pursue | | | | | | | |
719 | Awake, ye saints, and raise your eyes | | | | | | | |
720 | And now, my soul another year | | | | | | | |
721 | Our Helper, God, we bless thy name | | | | | | | |
722 | Remark, my soul, the narrow bounds | | | | | | | |
723 | God of the changing year, whose arm of power | | | | | | | |
724 | See, another year is gone | | | | | | | |
725 | My few revolving years | | | | | | | |
726 | God of eternity, from thee | | | | | | | |
727 | House of our God, with cheerful anthems | | | | | | | |
728 | The rolling year almighty Lord | | | | | | | |
729 | Great God, at whose all-powerful call | | | | | | | |
730 | With songs and honors sounding loud | | | | | | | |
731 | When brighter suns and milder skies | | | | | | | |
732 | While beauty clothes the fertile vale | | | | | | | |
733 | Great God, at thy command | | | | | | | |
734 | The leaves around me falling | | | | | | | |
735 | To praise the bounteous Lord of all | | | | | | | |
736 | Stern winter throws his icy chains | | | | | | | |
737 | The hoary frost, the fleecy snow descend | | | | | | | |
738 | Sow in the morn thy seed | | | | | | | |
739 | Lord of the worlds below! | | | | | | | |
740 | Praise to God, immortal praise | | | | | | | |
741 | 'Tis by thy strength the mountains stand | | | | | | | |
742 | The winter is over and gone | | | | | | | |
743 | Lord, while for all mankind we pray | | | | | | | |
744 | Great God of nations now to thee | | | | | | | |
745 | In pleasant lands have fallen the lines | | | | | | | |
746 | From stern oppression's haughty land | | | | | | | |
747 | God bless our native land, Firm may she | | | | | | | |
748 | To him from whom our blessings flow | | | | | | | |
749 | My country, 'tis of thee | | | | | | | |
750 | O Thou whose presence went before | | | | | | | |
751 | God of mercy, do thou never | | | | | | | |
752 | O holy father just and true | | | | | | | |
753 | Our fathers, Lord, to seek a spot | | | | | | | |
754 | When, driven by oppression's rod | | | | | | | |
755 | Like Israel's hosts to exile driven | | | | | | | |
756 | Oppression shall not always reign | | | | | | | |
757 | O thou, at whose dread name we bend | | | | | | | |
758 | O bow thine ear, Eternal One | | | | | | | |
759 | O thou whose own vast temple stands | | | | | | | |
760 | The perfect world by Adam trod | | | | | | | |
761 | Great King of glory, come | | | | | | | |
762 | Here, in thy name, eternal God | | | | | | | |
763 | Lord of hosts, to thee we raise | | | | | | | |
764 | We bid thee welcome in the name | | | | | | | |
765 | O holy Lord our God | | | | | | | |
766 | Blest is the hour when cares depart | | | | | | | |
767 | O thou who art above all height | | | | | | | |
768 | Lift aloud the voice of praise | | | | | | | |
769 | O thou who on thy chosen Son | | | | | | | |
770 | O ye, who seek Jehovah's face | | | | | | | |
771 | Bright source of everlasting love | | | | | | | |
772 | Blest is the man whose heart is kind | | | | | | | |
773 | O how can they look up to heaven | | | | | | | |
774 | Mighty One, whose name is holy | | | | | | | |
775 | Where shall the child of sorrow find | | | | | | | |
776 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
777 | Great God, whose universal sway | | | | | | | |
778 | Go messenger of peace and love | | | | | | | |
779 | Weep not for the saint that ascends | | | | | | | |
780 | Arm of the Lord, awake, awake | | | | | | | |
781 | Rise, crowned with light, imperial Salem, rise! | | | | | | | |
782 | Great God, the nations of the earth | | | | | | | |
783 | Hark, the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
784 | Great God of grace, arise and shine | | | | | | | |
785 | O that the Lord's salvation | | | | | | | |
786 | When, Lord, to this our western land | | | | | | | |
787 | Our pilgrim brethren dwelling far | | | | | | | |
788 | O Spirit of the living God, In all thy plenitude | | | | | | | |
789 | Exert thy power, thy rights maintain | | | | | | | |
790 | Ye Christian heralds,— go proclaim | | | | | | | |
791 | Mighty One, before whose face | | | | | | | |
792 | Would you behold the works of God | | | | | | | |
793 | How are thy servants blest, O Lord! | | | | | | | |
794 | Prayer may be sweet in cottage homes | | | | | | | |
795 | Our little bark, on boisterous seas | | | | | | | |
796 | Glory to thee, whose powerful word | | | | | | | |
797 | O God, thy name they well may praise | | | | | | | |
798 | Not in the churchyard shall he sleep | | | | | | | |
799 | Lord of the sea, thy potent sway | | | | | | | |
800 | When restless on my bed I lie | | | | | | | |