# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
501 | Why do we [ye] [you] mourn departing [departed] [for dying] friends | | | | | | | |
502 | There is a house not made with [by] hands, Eternal | | | | | | | |
503 | Death may dissolve my body now, And bear my spirit home | | | | | | | |
504 | What are these arrayed in white | | | | | | | |
505 | Away with our sorrow and fear | | | | | | | |
506 | Lo round the throne a glorious band | | | | | | | |
507 | There is a land mine [my] eye [eyes] hath seen | | | | | | | |
508 | Methinks the last great day is come | | | | | | | |
509 | Arm of the Lord, awake, awake! Thine own | | | | | | | |
510 | Come to the land of peace | | | | | | | |
511 | Forever with the Lord [our God], amen, so let it be | | | | | | | |
512 | Far from the [these] narrow [gloomy] scenes of night [life] | | | | | | | |
513 | There is no night in heaven, in that blest world | | | | | | | |
514 | How vain are all things here below | | | | | | | |
515 | Ye weary heavy laden souls | | | | | | | |
516 | Jesus, thou art the sinner's friend | | | | | | | |
517 | Inquire, ye pilgrims, for the way | | | | | | | |
518 | How long shall death, the tyrant, reign | | | | | | | |
519 | Father of me and all mankind | | | | | | | |
520 | O Sun of righteousness, arise with healing | | | | | | | |
521 | The work of one more day is done | | | | | | | |
522 | Giver of concord, Prince of peace | | | | | | | |
523 | Ye golden lamps of heaven, farewell [adieu] | | | | | | | |
524 | Dear friends [brothers] [brethren], farewell, I do you tell | | | | | | | |
525 | Lord, while for all mankind we pray | | | | | | | |
526 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
527 | Vital spark of heavenly flame | | | | | | | |
528 | Come away to the skies, my beloved, arise | | | | | | | |
529 | Did Christ o'er sinners weep | | | | | | | |
530 | The power to bless my house | | | | | | | |
531 | Through all the lofty sky | | | | | | | |
532 | God is in Judah known | | | | | | | |
533 | Sole Sovereign of the earth and skies | | | | | | | |
534 | Come, we [ye] [you] that love the Lord indeed | | | | | | | |
535 | Lord, I am thine, entirely thine, Purchased and saved by blood divine | | | | | | | |
536 | We bless thy name, Almighty God | | | | | | | |
537 | Come brothers and sisters who love one another | | | | | | | |
538 | Some tell us that praying | | | | | | | |
539 | O tell me no more of this [the] world's vain [vain world's] store | | | | | | | |
540 | By faith I view my Savior dying | | | | | | | |
541 | Jesus, the mighty God, hath spoken | | | | | | | |
542 | We're traveling home to heaven above | | | | | | | |
543 | Brethren, we have met to worship, and adore the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
544 | Christ from whom all blessings flow | | | | | | | |
545 | God of love, that [who] hearest [the] prayer | | | | | | | |
546 | God of mercy, hear our prayer | | | | | | | |
547 | Pass me not, O gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
548 | Dark and thorny [stormy] is the desert | | | | | | | |
549 | There is a gate stands open wide [that stands ajar] | | | | | | | |
550 | Almost persuaded now to believe, Almost | | | | | | | |
551 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
552 | O sometimes the shadows are deep | | | | | | | |
553 | Lord, I care not for riches, neither silver nor gold | | | | | | | |
554 | My Jesus [Savior], I love thee, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
555 | Jesus, the very [only] thought of Thee [You] | | | | | | | |
556 | It is the Lord - enthroned in light | | | | | | | |
557 | Grant me within thy courts a place | | | | | | | |
558 | Welcome, O Savior, to my heart | | | | | | | |
559 | O God of mercy, hear my [our] call | | | | | | | |
560 | Go, labor on, spend and be spent | | | | | | | |
561 | Go, labor on, while it is day | | | | | | | |
562 | I bless thee, Lord, for sorrows sent | | | | | | | |
563 | I cannot always trace the way | | | | | | | |
564 | Savior, hear us, through Thy merit | | | | | | | |
565 | He that [who] goeth forth with weeping, Bearing [sowing] precious seed in love | | | | | | | |
566 | In the cross of Christ I [we] glory, towering | | | | | | | |
567 | Jesus only, when the morning | | | | | | | |
568 | One there is above all others, well [who] deserves | | | | | | | |
569 | My heavenly home is bright and fair nor pain nor death | | | | | | | |
570 | Come, let us ascend [attend], my companion and friend | | | | | | | |
571 | This is the day the Lord hath [has] made, He calls | | | | | | | |
572 | Come, let us join with one [in sweet] accord | | | | | | | |
573 | May I, throughout this day of thine | | | | | | | |
574 | Far from my [our] thoughts, vain world, be gone | | | | | | | |
575 | Another six days' work is done | | | | | | | |
576 | Sweet is the work, my God | | | | | | | |
577 | Thine earthly Sabbath [Sabbaths], Lord we love | | | | | | | |
578 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
579 | Hail to the Sabbath day | | | | | | | |
580 | This is the day, the sacred day when Jesus left the grave | | | | | | | |
581 | Another week is past and gone | | | | | | | |
582 | Neither voice we have nor vision | | | | | | | |
583 | Among assembled men of might | | | | | | | |
584 | The man that doth in secret place | | | | | | | |
585 | O Lord of hosts, how lovely is the place | | | | | | | |
586 | So they from strength unwearied go | | | | | | | |
587 | Praise ye the Lord, with all my heart | | | | | | | |
588 | All my soul, bless thou Jehovah, All within me bless his name | | | | | | | |
589 | Lord, in anger do not chasten | | | | | | | |
590 | Make haste, O my God, to deliver | | | | | | | |
591 | Why do the heathen storm with ire | | | | | | | |
592 | Thus spake to me the holy One | | | | | | | |
593 | Jehovah reigns let earth be glad | | | | | | | |
594 | Come, let us sing unto the Lord | | | | | | | |
595 | All people that on earth do dwell, Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice | | | | | | | |
596 | The glory of the Lord, The heavens declare abroad | | | | | | | |
597 | God's perfect law converts | | | | | | | |
598 | My Shepherd is the Lord Most High, And all my wants | | | | | | | |
599 | The earth and the fulness with which it is stored | | | | | | | |
600 | To thee I lift my soul, O Lord, I trust in thee | | | | | | | |