# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
301 | The darkened sky, how thick it lowers! | | | | | | | |
302 | In trouble, and in grief, O God | | | | | | | |
303 | 'T is my happiness below | | | | | | | |
304 | O thou, from whom all mercy flows | | | | | | | |
305 | Gently, Lord, O gently lead us | | | | | | | |
306 | A voice from the desert comes awful and shrill | | | | | | | |
307 | Hark! what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
308 | Calm on the listening ear of night | | | | | | | |
309 | No war nor battle's sound | | | | | | | |
310 | Brightest and best of the sons of the morning | | | | | | | |
311 | We come not with a costly store | | | | | | | |
312 | Joy to the world! the Lord is come! | | | | | | | |
313 | Come, thou long expected Saviour | | | | | | | |
314 | Behold the sun, how bright | | | | | | | |
315 | Behold the Prince of Peace | | | | | | | |
316 | Sons of men, behold from far | | | | | | | |
317 | We sing the bright and Morning Star | | | | | | | |
318 | Hark! the glad sound, the Saviour comes | | | | | | | |
319 | How sweetly flowed the Gospel's sound | | | | | | | |
320 | What sudden blaze of song | | | | | | | |
321 | On the dark wave of Galilee | | | | | | | |
322 | Is it not strange, the darkest hour | | | | | | | |
323 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
324 | There's not a hope with comfort fraught | | | | | | | |
325 | It was no path of flowers | | | | | | | |
326 | And is the Gospel peace and love? | | | | | | | |
327 | Jesus, lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
328 | Sun of Righteousness, arise | | | | | | | |
329 | From Olivet's sequestered seats | | | | | | | |
330 | Shepherd of Isreal, hear my prayer | | | | | | | |
331 | When power divine, in mortal form | | | | | | | |
332 | Go to dark Gethsemane | | | | | | | |
333 | Why doth my Saviour weep | | | | | | | |
334 | Green pastures and clear streams | | | | | | | |
335 | Art thou a child of tears | | | | | | | |
336 | We meditate the day | | | | | | | |
337 | Again the Lord of life and light | | | | | | | |
338 | Morning breaks upon the tomb! | | | | | | | |
339 | Christ the Lord is risen today | | | | | | | |
340 | The Lord is risen Indeed! | | | | | | | |
341 | Shout, ye saint, in rapturous song | | | | | | | |
342 | Behold the amazing sight | | | | | | | |
343 | Oh! lovely voices of the sky | | | | | | | |
344 | We ask not, Lord, thy cloven flame | | | | | | | |
345 | How beauteous are their feet | | | | | | | |
346 | The Spirit breathes upon the word | | | | | | | |
347 | Father of mercies! in thy word | | | | | | | |
348 | Thy law is perfect, Lord of light | | | | | | | |
349 | How happy is the man who hears | | | | | | | |
350 | How perfect is thy word! | | | | | | | |
351 | Mark the soft-falling snow | | | | | | | |
352 | There is a stream whose gentle flow | | | | | | | |
353 | Lord of the harvest, God of grace | | | | | | | |
354 | The morning light is breaking | | | | | | | |
355 | Lamp of our feet! whose hallowed beam | | | | | | | |
356 | O God, by whom the seed is given | | | | | | | |
357 | The heavens declare thy glory, Lord! | | | | | | | |
358 | Salvation! O the joyful sound! | | | | | | | |
359 | The dews and rains, in all their store | | | | | | | |
360 | The race that long in darkness pined | | | | | | | |
361 | Hail to the Lord's Anointed | | | | | | | |
362 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
363 | Hear what God, the Lord, hath spoken | | | | | | | |
364 | Watchman! Tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
365 | The common Parent, Lord of all | | | | | | | |
366 | Arrayed in clouds of golden light | | | | | | | |
367 | O'er mountain tops, the mount of God | | | | | | | |
368 | Who shall behold the glorious day | | | | | | | |
369 | O Lord of life, and truth, and grace | | | | | | | |
370 | With stately towers and bulwarks strong | | | | | | | |
371 | On thy church, O Power Divine | | | | | | | |
372 | Zion, awake! Thy strength renew | | | | | | | |
373 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
374 | Thou hidden love of God, whose height | | | | | | | |
375 | Lord, my God, I long to know | | | | | | | |
376 | My God, permit my tongue | | | | | | | |
377 | Oh for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
378 | The dove, let loose in Eastern skies | | | | | | | |
379 | My Father thou hast taught | | | | | | | |
380 | My soul before thee prostrate lies | | | | | | | |
381 | Through all the changing scenes of life | | | | | | | |
382 | Bless'd are the pure in heart | | | | | | | |
383 | How gentle God's commands! | | | | | | | |
384 | They, who on the Lord rely | | | | | | | |
385 | Rejoice in God alway | | | | | | | |
386 | See the Lord, thy helper, stand | | | | | | | |
387 | Author of good! we rest on Thee | | | | | | | |
388 | When all thy mercies, O my God! | | | | | | | |
389 | My Maker, and my King! | | | | | | | |
390 | My Father - I adore | | | | | | | |
391 | My gracious God, I own thy right | | | | | | | |
392 | Lord in the strength of grace | | | | | | | |
393 | Ah! wretched soul, why strive in vain | | | | | | | |
394 | O Lord! my best desires fulfil | | | | | | | |
395 | Return, my roving heart, return | | | | | | | |
396 | To keep the lamp alive | | | | | | | |
397 | O hear me, Lord! to thee I call | | | | | | | |
398 | God of my life, whose gracious power | | | | | | | |
399 | My gracious God, reveal | | | | | | | |
400 | Jesus, and can it ever be | | | | | | | |