# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
601 | Awake, and sing the song | | | | | | | |
602 | My soul, be on thy guard | | | | | | | |
603 | Firm and unmoved are they | | | | | | | |
604 | Behold, the morning sun | | | | | | | |
605 | Thy name, almighty Lord | | | | | | | |
606 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
607 | And can my heart aspire so high | | | | | | | |
608 | O Lord! another day has flown | | | | | | | |
609 | Sweet is the memory of thy grace | | | | | | | |
610 | The promise of my Father's love | | | | | | | |
611 | Dearest of all the names above | | | | | | | |
612 | Long as I live, I'll bless thy name | | | | | | | |
613 | Why should our tears in sorrow flow | | | | | | | |
614 | Broad is the road that leads to death | | | | | | | |
615 | Stretched on the cross the Saviour dies! | | | | | | | |
616 | Look down, O Lord, with pitying eye | | | | | | | |
617 | A broken heart, my God! my King! | | | | | | | |
618 | O thou, that hearest when sinner's cry! | | | | | | | |
619 | From Calvary a cry was heard | | | | | | | |
620 | Behold the path which mortals tread | | | | | | | |
621 | Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb | | | | | | | |
622 | God of my life! through all my days | | | | | | | |
623 | Praise ye the Lord!--my heart shall join | | | | | | | |
624 | Lord! 'tis a pleasant thing to stand | | | | | | | |
625 | How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound | | | | | | | |
626 | Hail! morning known among the blest | | | | | | | |
627 | O sacred day of peace and joy! | | | | | | | |
628 | Come, dearest Lord! descend and dwell | | | | | | | |
629 | He dies!-- the Friend of sinners dies! | | | | | | | |
630 | Lord, I am thine, entirely thine | | | | | | | |
631 | He lives-- the great Redeemer lives! | | | | | | | |
632 | Come, blesséd Spirit! source of light | | | | | | | |
633 | 'Tis finished!--so the Saviour cried | | | | | | | |
634 | Nearer, my God, to thee | | | | | | | |
635 | I'm but a stranger here | | | | | | | |
636 | Why that look of sadness? | | | | | | | |
637 | Come, thou almighty King | | | | | | | |
638 | God bless our native land | | | | | | | |
639 | Glory to God on high | | | | | | | |
640 | While at the even-tide | | | | | | | |
641 | Time is winging us away | | | | | | | |
642 | Tell me not of earthly toys | | | | | | | |
643 | Go to dark Gethsemane | | | | | | | |
644 | Go to Golgotha and weep | | | | | | | |
645 | Once I thought my mountain strong | | | | | | | |
646 | Why art thou cast down, my soul? | | | | | | | |
647 | Hail the day, which sees him rise | | | | | | | |
648 | Now from labor and from care | | | | | | | |
649 | Quiet, Lord, this trembling frame | | | | | | | |
650 | Shepherd of the fold of God | | | | | | | |
651 | Gracious Spirit! Love divine! | | | | | | | |
652 | Wait, my soul upon the Lord | | | | | | | |
653 | For a season called to part | | | | | | | |
654 | Sinner! art thou still secure? | | | | | | | |
655 | Morning breaks upon the tomb | | | | | | | |
656 | Sovereign Ruler, Lord of all! | | | | | | | |
657 | Would you win a soul to God? | | | | | | | |
658 | Who, O Lord, when life is o'er | | | | | | | |
659 | Haste, O sinner! to be wise | | | | | | | |
660 | O, where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
661 | And will the Judge descend? | | | | | | | |
662 | And canst thou, sinner! slight | | | | | | | |
663 | Did Christ o'er sinners weep | | | | | | | |
664 | Is this the kind return! | | | | | | | |
665 | Jesus, I come to thee | | | | | | | |
666 | And can my eyes, without a tear | | | | | | | |
667 | According to thy gracious word | | | | | | | |
668 | Jesus, the vision of thy face | | | | | | | |
669 | Oh! for that tenderness of heart | | | | | | | |
670 | Approach, my soul! the mercy-seat | | | | | | | |
671 | Father of mercies! send thy grace | | | | | | | |
672 | With tears of anguish I lament | | | | | | | |
673 | Eternal Spirit--God of truth | | | | | | | |
674 | Oh speak that gracious word again | | | | | | | |
675 | Silently the shades of evening | | | | | | | |
676 | Tarry with me, O my Saviour | | | | | | | |
677 | In this world of sin and sorrow | | | | | | | |
678 | Pastor, thou art from us taken | | | | | | | |
679 | Why lament the Christian dying? | | | | | | | |
680 | Go, watch and pray, thou canst not tell | | | | | | | |
681 | When I can trust my all with God | | | | | | | |
682 | I love the Lord, whose gracious ear | | | | | | | |
683 | Forget thyself, Christ bade thee come | | | | | | | |
684 | Prisoners of hope, we're passing thro' | | | | | | | |
685 | Since o'er thy footstool here below | | | | | | | |
686 | Happy the heart where graces reign | | | | | | | |
687 | Praise waits in Zion, Lord, for thee | | | | | | | |
688 | As pants the hart for cooling streams | | | | | | | |
689 | My God! the spring of all my joys | | | | | | | |
690 | Thou lovely source of true delight | | | | | | | |
691 | I'll praise my Maker with my breath | | | | | | | |
692 | I love the volumes of thy word | | | | | | | |
693 | To-day the Saviour calls | | | | | | | |
694 | What though the moments fly? | | | | | | | |
695 | I would not live alway; I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
696 | Ye servants of God | | | | | | | |
697 | On the mountain's top appearing | | | | | | | |
698 | Far from us be grief and sadness | | | | | | | |
699 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah! | | | | | | | |
700 | Hark! from yonder mount arise | | | | | | | |