# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
492 | How sweet, how heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
493 | Lord, thou on earth didst love thine own | | | | | | | |
494 | Kindred in Christ, for his dear sake | | | | | | | |
495 | People of the living God | | | | | | | |
496 | Let saints below in concert sing | | | | | | | |
497 | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
498 | For all the saints, who from their labors rest | | | | | | | |
499 | The Church's one foundation | | | | | | | |
500 | O thou, who makest souls to shine | | | | | | | |
501 | O what if we are Christ's | | | | | | | |
502 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
503 | Hail! thou God of grace and glory! | | | | | | | |
504 | O, where are kings and empires now | | | | | | | |
505 | Church of the ever-living god | | | | | | | |
506 | Fling out the banner, let it float | | | | | | | |
507 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
508 | How beauteous are their feet | | | | | | | |
509 | Come, kingdom of our God | | | | | | | |
510 | We bid thee welcome in the name | | | | | | | |
511 | The perfect world, by Adam trod | | | | | | | |
512 | O thou, whose own, vast temple stands | | | | | | | |
513 | Jesus, most loving Lord | | | | | | | |
514 | Forth from the dark and stormy sky | | | | | | | |
515 | Arm these thy soldiers, mighty Lord | | | | | | | |
516 | Witness, ye men and angels, now | | | | | | | |
517 | Savior, who thy flock art feeding | | | | | | | |
518 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
519 | See Israel's gentle Shepherd stands | | | | | | | |
520 | With thankful hearts our songs we raise | | | | | | | |
521 | Dear Saviour, if these lambs should stray | | | | | | | |
522 | O Jesus, bruis'd and wounded more | | | | | | | |
523 | In memory of the Saviour's love | | | | | | | |
524 | By Christ redeemed, in Christ restored | | | | | | | |
525 | According to thy gracious word | | | | | | | |
526 | At the Lamb's high feast we sing | | | | | | | |
527 | Bread of heaven! on thee we feed | | | | | | | |
528 | O bread, to pilgrims given | | | | | | | |
529 | Bread of the world, in mercy broken | | | | | | | |
530 | Thee we adore, O unseen Saviour! | | | | | | | |
531 | O Love, who formedst me to wear | | | | | | | |
532 | Draw nigh and take the body of the Lord | | | | | | | |
533 | Sweet the moments rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
534 | The King of love my Shepherd is | | | | | | | |
535 | Jesus spreads his banner o'er us | | | | | | | |
536 | From the table now retiring | | | | | | | |
537 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
538 | Go, ye messengers of God | | | | | | | |
539 | We are living, we are dwelling | | | | | | | |
540 | O Lord, our God, arise | | | | | | | |
541 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
542 | Now be the gospel banner | | | | | | | |
543 | The morning light is breaking | | | | | | | |
544 | Awake, awake, O Zion | | | | | | | |
545 | Soldiers of the cross, arise | | | | | | | |
546 | When shall the voice of singing | | | | | | | |
547 | Rise, crowned with light, imperial Salem, rise | | | | | | | |
548 | O'er the gloomy hills of darkness | | | | | | | |
549 | Men of God, go take your stations | | | | | | | |
550 | Ye Christian heralds! go, proclaim | | | | | | | |
551 | Soon may the last glad song arise | | | | | | | |
552 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
553 | Daughter of Zion, from the dust | | | | | | | |
554 | Hail! to the brightness of Zion's glad morning! | | | | | | | |
555 | Hark, the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
556 | Wake the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
557 | O come, O come, Immanuel | | | | | | | |
558 | O quickly come, dread Judge of all | | | | | | | |
559 | Come, Lord, and tarry not | | | | | | | |
560 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
561 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
562 | Time is winging us away | | | | | | | |
563 | Lead, kindly Light! amid th' encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
564 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
565 | He leadeth me: O blessed thought | | | | | | | |
566 | Saviour, blessed Saviour | | | | | | | |
567 | Clearer still and clearer | | | | | | | |
568 | Shepherd of thine Israel, lead us | | | | | | | |
569 | Far down the ages now | | | | | | | |
570 | We are but strangers here | | | | | | | |
571 | Beyond the smiling and the weeping | | | | | | | |
572 | A few more years shall roll | | | | | | | |
573 | Brief life is here our portion | | | | | | | |
574 | Rejoice, rejoice, believers! | | | | | | | |
575 | Ye golden lamps of heaven, farewell | | | | | | | |
576 | O Jesus Christ, if sin there be | | | | | | | |
577 | The roseate hues of early dawn | | | | | | | |
578 | The mighty host on high | | | | | | | |
579 | Behold, the Bridegroom cometh | | | | | | | |
580 | This is not my place of resting | | | | | | | |
581 | One sweetly solemn thought | | | | | | | |
582 | The sands of time are sinking | | | | | | | |
583 | We are dying day by day | | | | | | | |
584 | I would not live alway; I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
585 | Alleluia, song of sweetness | | | | | | | |
586 | Lord, it belongs not to my care | | | | | | | |
587 | Hark! hark! my soul! Angelic songs are swelling | | | | | | | |
588 | It is not death to die | | | | | | | |
589 | Rest for the toiling hand | | | | | | | |
590 | No, no, it is not dying | | | | | | | |
591 | Brother, though from yonder sky | | | | | | | |