# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
501 | Go, labor on; spend and be spent | | | | | | | |
502 | Jesus, my Lord, how rich thy grace! | | | | | | | |
503 | These mortal joys, how soon they fade | | | | | | | |
504 | Father of mercies, send thy grace | | | | | | | |
505 | How tedious and tasteless the hours | | | | | | | |
506 | Thou Shepherd of Israel, and mine | | | | | | | |
507 | Jesus, to thee I now can fly | | | | | | | |
508 | God of all grace and majesty | | | | | | | |
509 | My Jesus, as thou wilt | | | | | | | |
510 | Lord, I delight in thee | | | | | | | |
511 | Sing, O ye ransomed of the Lord | | | | | | | |
512 | Lord, if thou thy grace impart | | | | | | | |
513 | O it is hard to work for God | | | | | | | |
514 | Let not the wise their wisdom boast | | | | | | | |
515 | O thou, who comest from above | | | | | | | |
516 | Religion is the chief concern | | | | | | | |
517 | My God, my life, my love | | | | | | | |
518 | My God, my portion, and my love | | | | | | | |
519 | How vain are all things here below! | | | | | | | |
520 | Thou hidden love of God, whose height | | | | | | | |
521 | Come, ye that love the Lord | | | | | | | |
522 | O thou, whose bounty fills my cup | | | | | | | |
523 | O thou, whose mercy guides my way | | | | | | | |
524 | My soul, with all thy wakened powers | | | | | | | |
525 | Come, thou Fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
526 | Beset with snares on every hand | | | | | | | |
527 | The Lord my Shepherd is | | | | | | | |
528 | Teach me, my God and King | | | | | | | |
529 | Father, to thee my soul I lift | | | | | | | |
530 | Thy way, not mine, O Lord | | | | | | | |
531 | Deem not that they are blest alone | | | | | | | |
532 | My God, my Father, while I stray | | | | | | | |
533 | Thou Refuge of my soul | | | | | | | |
534 | O thou, to whose all-searching sight | | | | | | | |
535 | 'Tis my happiness below | | | | | | | |
536 | When waves of trouble round me swell | | | | | | | |
537 | In trouble and in grief, O God | | | | | | | |
538 | When musing sorrow weeps the past | | | | | | | |
539 | O thou who driest the mourner's tear | | | | | | | |
540 | Jesus, I my cross have taken | | | | | | | |
541 | I shall not want: in deserts wild | | | | | | | |
542 | Must Jesus bear the cross alone | | | | | | | |
543 | "Take up thy cross," the Saviour said | | | | | | | |
544 | Father, I know that all my life | | | | | | | |
545 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
546 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
547 | Your harps ye trembling saints | | | | | | | |
548 | Author of good, we rest on thee | | | | | | | |
549 | I worship thee, most gracious God | | | | | | | |
550 | Through all the changing scenes of life | | | | | | | |
551 | A mighty fortress is our God | | | | | | | |
552 | Away my unbelieving fear! | | | | | | | |
553 | How gentle God's commands! | | | | | | | |
554 | Commit thou all thy griefs | | | | | | | |
555 | Away! my needless fears | | | | | | | |
556 | Give to the winds thy fears | | | | | | | |
557 | While thou, O my God, art my Help and Defender | | | | | | | |
558 | Day by day the manna fell | | | | | | | |
559 | When Israel, of the Lord beloved | | | | | | | |
560 | Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will! | | | | | | | |
561 | Though troubles assail, And dangers affright | | | | | | | |
562 | My sole possession is thy love | | | | | | | |
563 | O Lord! how happy should we be | | | | | | | |
564 | My span of life will soon be done | | | | | | | |
565 | Why thus impatient to be gone? | | | | | | | |
566 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
567 | Prince of peace, control my will | | | | | | | |
568 | Thou Lamb of God, thou Prince of peace! | | | | | | | |
569 | My hope, my all, my Saviour thou | | | | | | | |
570 | Amazing grace! (how sweet the sound!) | | | | | | | |
571 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
572 | Soldiers of Christ, arise! | | | | | | | |
573 | Awake, and sing the song | | | | | | | |
574 | Forward! be our watch-word | | | | | | | |
575 | Onward, Christian soldiers! | | | | | | | |
576 | Come on, my partners in distress | | | | | | | |
577 | Which of the petty kings of earth | | | | | | | |
578 | My soul be on thy guard | | | | | | | |
579 | "I the good fight have fought" | | | | | | | |
580 | Stand up! stand up for Jesus! | | | | | | | |
581 | Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing | | | | | | | |
582 | Come, let us join our friends above | | | | | | | |
583 | O God, our help in ages past | | | | | | | |
584 | Teach me the measure of my days | | | | | | | |
585 | Thee we adore, eternal name! | | | | | | | |
586 | Death rides on every passing breeze | | | | | | | |
587 | Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound! | | | | | | | |
588 | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
589 | And am I born to die? | | | | | | | |
590 | He comes! he comes! the Judge severe | | | | | | | |
591 | The day of wrath, that dreadful day | | | | | | | |
592 | Lo! on a narrow neck of land | | | | | | | |
593 | And am I only born to die? | | | | | | | |
594 | When thou, my righteous Judge shalt come | | | | | | | |
595 | Day of wrath, O dreadful day! | | | | | | | |
596 | And must I be to judgment brought | | | | | | | |
597 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
598 | The saints who die of Christ possessed | | | | | | | |
599 | Asleep in Jesus! blessèd sleep | | | | | | | |
600 | Shrinking from the cold hand of death | | | | | | | |