# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
501 | 'Tis by thy strength the mountains stand | | | | | | | |
502 | Remark my soul the narrow bounds | | | | | | | |
503 | My few revolving years, how swift they glide away | | | | | | | |
504 | Time by moments steals away | | | | | | | |
505 | Great God, we sing that mighty hand | | | | | | | |
506 | Great God of nations now to thee | | | | | | | |
507 | Great God, beneath whose piercing eye | | | | | | | |
508 | O thou whose arm of power surrounds | | | | | | | |
509 | This is the fast the Lord doth choose | | | | | | | |
510 | Great Framer of unnumbered worlds | | | | | | | |
511 | O Lord, our fathers oft have told | | | | | | | |
512 | Great Jehovah, God of nations | | | | | | | |
513 | Almighty Lord, before thy throne | | | | | | | |
514 | Is this a fast for me | | | | | | | |
515 | This stone to Thee in faith we lay | | | | | | | |
516 | In sweet exalted strains | | | | | | | |
517 | Lord of hosts, to thee we raise | | | | | | | |
518 | O bow thine ear, Eternal One | | | | | | | |
519 | Great Sovereign of the earth and sky | | | | | | | |
520 | Our God, where'er thy people meet | | | | | | | |
521 | O thou, our fathers' God | | | | | | | |
522 | O thou who art above all height | | | | | | | |
523 | Go preach the gospel, Jesus cries | | | | | | | |
524 | Thus spake the Savior, when he sent | | | | | | | |
525 | With heavenly power, O Lord, defend | | | | | | | |
526 | Ye messengers of Christ | | | | | | | |
527 | Great Father of mankind | | | | | | | |
528 | O God of Zion, from thy throne | | | | | | | |
529 | Lord, we adore thy wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
530 | 'Twas on that dark, that doleful night | | | | | | | |
531 | This do in memory of your Friend | | | | | | | |
532 | Ye followers of the Prince of peace | | | | | | | |
533 | Thus we commemorate the day | | | | | | | |
534 | From the table now retiring | | | | | | | |
535 | Jesus is gone above the skies | | | | | | | |
536 | Millions of souls, in glory now | | | | | | | |
537 | Jesus, the Friend of man | | | | | | | |
538 | Our heavenly Father calls | | | | | | | |
539 | O God, accept the sacred hour | | | | | | | |
540 | Come, thou Desire of all thy saints | | | | | | | |
541 | Behold what condescending love | | | | | | | |
542 | See Israel's gentle Shepherd stand | | | | | | | |
543 | Savior! who thy flock are feeding | | | | | | | |
544 | The Savior gently calls our children | | | | | | | |
545 | How large the promise, how divine | | | | | | | |
546 | While yet the youthful spirit bears | | | | | | | |
547 | Blest is the man whose heart expands | | | | | | | |
548 | God of mercy and of wisdom | | | | | | | |
549 | Dear Lord, behold thy servants here | | | | | | | |
550 | Before Thy throne, eternal King | | | | | | | |
551 | Bright source of everlasting love | | | | | | | |
552 | O how can they look up to heaven | | | | | | | |
553 | Father of mercies, send thy grace | | | | | | | |
554 | God of our fathers 'tis thy hand | | | | | | | |
555 | Beneath God's terrors doomed to groan | | | | | | | |
556 | We praise thee, if one rescued soul | | | | | | | |
557 | While sounds of war are heard around | | | | | | | |
558 | Since Jesus freely did appear | | | | | | | |
559 | With cheerful voices rise and sing | | | | | | | |
560 | Clay to clay, and dust to dust | | | | | | | |
561 | Unvril thy bosom, faithful tomb | | | | | | | |
562 | Now let our mourning hearts revive | | | | | | | |
563 | The God of love will sure indulge | | | | | | | |
564 | Thy life I read, my dearest Lord | | | | | | | |
565 | Thy presence, everlasting God | | | | | | | |
566 | Christians! brethren! ere we part | | | | | | | |
567 | How are thy servants blest, O Lord | | | | | | | |
568 | Would you behold the works of God | | | | | | | |
569 | Lord of the wide-extended main | | | | | | | |
570 | Lord of the sea, thy potent sway | | | | | | | |
571 | Thy works of glory, mighty Lord | | | | | | | |
572 | Blest is the man who fears the Lord | | | | | | | |
573 | How pleasing, Lord, to see | | | | | | | |
574 | God of the morning, at whose voice | | | | | | | |
575 | Before the rosy dawn of day | | | | | | | |
576 | On thee, each morning, O my God | | | | | | | |
577 | Father divine, thy piercing eye | | | | | | | |
578 | Thus far the Lord has led me on | | | | | | | |
579 | Indulgent God, whose bounteous care | | | | | | | |
580 | Father, thy paternal care | | | | | | | |
581 | O how shall words, with equal warmth | | | | | | | |
582 | My Sovereign, to Thy throne | | | | | | | |
583 | Lord, in thy service I would spend | | | | | | | |
584 | I will extol thee, Lord, on high | | | | | | | |
585 | Though faint and sick, and worn away | | | | | | | |
586 | As the sweet flower, which scents the morn | | | | | | | |
587 | Affliction is a stormy deep | | | | | | | |
588 | Our sins, alas, how strong they be | | | | | | | |
589 | Oft have I turned my eye within | | | | | | | |
590 | Wherefore should man, frail child of clay | | | | | | | |
591 | The wandering star and fleeting wind | | | | | | | |
592 | Why sinks my weak desponding mind | | | | | | | |
593 | O my distrustful heart | | | | | | | |
594 | Sinners, the voice of God regard | | | | | | | |
595 | 'Tis wisdom's earnest cry | | | | | | | |
596 | As parched in the barren sands | | | | | | | |
597 | Lord, when iniquities abound | | | | | | | |
598 | Shall the vile race of flesh and blood | | | | | | | |
599 | The trifling joys this world can give | | | | | | | |
600 | In vain the giddy world enquires | | | | | | | |