# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
801 | Father, who of old descended | | | | | | | |
802 | Lord, deliver, Thou canst save | | | | | | | |
803 | O Thou whose presence went before | | | | | | | |
804 | 'Tis good to weep and mourn for those | | | | | | | |
805 | Oppression shall not always reign | | | | | | | |
806 | No war nor battle's sound was heard | | | | | | | |
807 | Not with the flashing steel | | | | | | | |
808 | Lord, send thy word, and let it run | | | | | | | |
809 | Joy to the earth, the Prince of Peace | | | | | | | |
810 | No warlike sounds awoke the night | | | | | | | |
811 | O'er mountain tops the mount of God | | | | | | | |
812 | Peace, the welcome sound proclaim | | | | | | | |
813 | Think gently of the erring one | | | | | | | |
814 | Breathe thoughts of pity over a brothers fall | | | | | | | |
815 | Jesus, what precept is like thine | | | | | | | |
816 | Father, we pray for those who dwell | | | | | | | |
817 | O shut not out sweet pity's ray | | | | | | | |
818 | We come to thee, O God, with hushed | | | | | | | |
819 | Lord Jesus, come; for here | | | | | | | |
820 | I may not scorn the meanest thing | | | | | | | |
821 | O not alone with outward sign | | | | | | | |
822 | Scorn not the slightest word or deed | | | | | | | |
823 | I hear the voice of woe, I hear a brother's sigh | | | | | | | |
824 | Lord, thou didst arise and say | | | | | | | |
825 | Lord of the wide extended main | | | | | | | |
826 | Would you behold the works of God | | | | | | | |
827 | O God, thy name they well may praise | | | | | | | |
828 | Lord of the sea, thy potent sway | | | | | | | |
829 | When the parting bosom bleeds | | | | | | | |
830 | Our little bark, on boisterous seas | | | | | | | |
831 | O thou who hast spread out the skies | | | | | | | |
832 | The billows swell, the winds are high | | | | | | | |
833 | Prayer may be sweet in cottage homes | | | | | | | |
834 | Not in the churchyard shall he sleep | | | | | | | |
835 | We come, O Lord, before thy throne | | | | | | | |
836 | My country, 'tis of thee | | | | | | | |
837 | Lord, while for all mankind we pray | | | | | | | |
838 | Like Israel's hosts to exile driven | | | | | | | |
839 | Let children hear the mighty deeds | | | | | | | |
840 | In pleasant lands have fallen the lines | | | | | | | |
841 | Great God of nations now to thee | | | | | | | |
842 | Great God, beneath whose piercing eye | | | | | | | |
843 | Our fathers, Lord, to seek a spot | | | | | | | |
844 | God of mercy, do thou never | | | | | | | |
845 | Parent of all, omnipotent | | | | | | | |
846 | Auspicious morning, hail | | | | | | | |
847 | Loud raise the notes of joy | | | | | | | |
848 | With grateful hearts, with joyful tongues | | | | | | | |
849 | God bless our native land, Firm may she | | | | | | | |
850 | Now pray we for our country | | | | | | | |
851 | Great God, let all our tuneful powers | | | | | | | |
852 | Great God, at whose all-powerful call | | | | | | | |
853 | With songs and honors sounding loud | | | | | | | |
854 | Rejoice, the Lord is King | | | | | | | |
855 | Praise to God, immortal praise | | | | | | | |
856 | Eternal source of every joy | | | | | | | |
857 | At God's command, the morning ray | | | | | | | |
858 | The year begins with promises | | | | | | | |
859 | Good is the heavenly King | | | | | | | |
860 | When verdure clothes the fertile vale | | | | | | | |
861 | When brighter suns and milder skies | | | | | | | |
862 | The spring the joyous spring is come | | | | | | | |
863 | Great God, at thy command | | | | | | | |
864 | How glad the tone when summer's sun | | | | | | | |
865 | The leaves around me falling | | | | | | | |
866 | The hoary frost, the fleecy snow descend | | | | | | | |
867 | Lord of the world below | | | | | | | |
868 | This is the fast the Lord doth choose | | | | | | | |
869 | Here in thy temple, Lord, we meet | | | | | | | |
870 | Now let our prayers ascend to thee | | | | | | | |
871 | Is this a fast for me | | | | | | | |
872 | Great Maker of unnumbered worlds | | | | | | | |
873 | When Abraham, full of sacred awe | | | | | | | |
874 | Almighty Lord, before thy throne | | | | | | | |
875 | While sounds of war are heard around | | | | | | | |
876 | The God of harvest praise | | | | | | | |
877 | Fountain of mercy, God of love | | | | | | | |
878 | Great God, as seasons disappear | | | | | | | |
879 | The last full wain has come | | | | | | | |
880 | Lord of heaven, and earth, and ocean | | | | | | | |
881 | Swell the anthem, raise the song | | | | | | | |
882 | Praise on thee, in Zion's gates | | | | | | | |
883 | Join, every tongue, to praise the Lord | | | | | | | |
884 | God of the year, with songs of praise | | | | | | | |
885 | How rich thy gifts, almighty King | | | | | | | |
886 | Great God, we sing that mighty hand | | | | | | | |
887 | Remark my soul the narrow bounds | | | | | | | |
888 | While with ceaseless course the sun | | | | | | | |
889 | My helper, God, I bless his name | | | | | | | |
890 | God of our lives, thy various praise | | | | | | | |
891 | O God, my Helper, ever near | | | | | | | |
892 | Now, gracious Lord, thine arm reveal | | | | | | | |
893 | As o'er the past my memory strays | | | | | | | |
894 | Bless, O Lord, each opening year | | | | | | | |
895 | And now, my soul another year | | | | | | | |
896 | Time by moments steals away | | | | | | | |
897 | Time! what an empty vapor 'tis | | | | | | | |
898 | Through every age, eternal God | | | | | | | |
899 | God of our life thy constant care | | | | | | | |
900 | Mark how the swift-winged minutes fly | | | | | | | |