# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
99 | O God, our help in ages past | | | | | | | |
100 | The God of life, whose constant care | | | | | | | |
101 | While with ceaseless course the sun | | | | | | | |
102 | As o'er the past my memory strays | | | | | | | |
103 | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
104 | Come, let us join our friends above | | | | | | | |
105 | Lo! what a cloud of witnesses | | | | | | | |
106 | Not to the terrors of the Lord | | | | | | | |
107 | Father of mercies! in thy word | | | | | | | |
108 | God's perfect law converts the soul | | | | | | | |
109 | A glory gilds the sacred page | | | | | | | |
110 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
111 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
112 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
113 | 'Mid scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
114 | Hark! hark my soul! angelic songs are swelling | | | | | | | |
115 | For thee, O dear, dear Country | | | | | | | |
116 | Jerusalem the golden! | | | | | | | |
117 | O mother dear, Jerusalem! | | | | | | | |
118 | With joy shall I behold the day | | | | | | | |
119 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
120 | Forever with the Lord! | | | | | | | |
121 | Far from my heavenly home | | | | | | | |
122 | No change of time shall ever shock | | | | | | | |
123 | Thy presence, Lord, hath me supplied | | | | | | | |
124 | God shall charge his angel legions | | | | | | | |
125 | Lord, forever at thy side | | | | | | | |
126 | Who place on Zion's God their trust | | | | | | | |
127 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
128 | 'Tis my happiness below | | | | | | | |
129 | Though troubles assail, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
130 | The Lord my pasture shall prepare | | | | | | | |
131 | In thee I put my steadfast trust | | | | | | | |
132 | When through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming | | | | | | | |
133 | My God, my Father, while I stray | | | | | | | |
134 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
135 | Although the vine its fruit deny | | | | | | | |
136 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
137 | There is a fountain filled with blood | | | | | | | |
138 | Thou art the way, to thee alone | | | | | | | |
139 | Jesus, the very thought of thee | | | | | | | |
140 | Salvation! O the joyful sound! | | | | | | | |
141 | The voice of free grace | | | | | | | |
142 | Jesus, lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
143 | Rock of Ages! cleft for me | | | | | | | |
144 | Jesus, thy blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
145 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
146 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
147 | Triumphant Sion! lift thy head | | | | | | | |
148 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
149 | The Lord, the only God, is great | | | | | | | |
150 | O 'twas a joyful sound to hear | | | | | | | |
151 | Children of one common Father | | | | | | | |
152 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
153 | When, Lord, to this our western land | | | | | | | |
154 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
155 | It is not death to die | | | | | | | |
156 | I would not live alway: I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
157 | Thou art gone to the grave! | | | | | | | |
158 | Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep! | | | | | | | |
159 | Hear what the voice of heaven declares | | | | | | | |
160 | Servant of God, well done! | | | | | | | |
161 | All hail the power of Jesus' name! | | | | | | | |
162 | God of mercy and compassion | | | | | | | |
163 | Hark! the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
164 | Abide with me: fast falls the eventide | | | | | | | |
165 | O thou from whom all goodness flows | | | | | | | |
166 | In mercy, not in wrath | | | | | | | |
167 | Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan | | | | | | | |
168 | On Jordan's stormy banks I stand | | | | | | | |
169 | Sinners! turn, why will ye die? | | | | | | | |
170 | O render thanks and bless the Lord | | | | | | | |
171 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
172 | He's blest, whose sins have pardon gain'd | | | | | | | |
173 | Awake, my soul! stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
174 | Softly now the light of day | | | | | | | |
175 | God of our fathers, by whose hand | | | | | | | |
176 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
177 | Jesus, let thy pitying eye | | | | | | | |
178 | Thy chastening wrath, O Lord, restrain | | | | | | | |
179 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
180 | Though I should seek to wash me clean | | | | | | | |
181 | Saviour, breathe an evening blessing | | | | | | | |
182 | One there is above all others | | | | | | | |
183 | Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay | | | | | | | |
184 | He's blest, whose sins have pardon gain'd | | | | | | | |
185 | O happy is the man who hears | | | | | | | |
186 | Let me be with thee where thou art | | | | | | | |
187 | Come ye sinners, poor and needy | | | | | | | |
188 | As pants the hart for cooling flood streams | | | | | | | |
189 | A charge to keep I have | | | | | | | |
190a | Have mercy, Lord, on me | | | | | | | |
190b | With hyssop purge me, Lord | | | | | | | |
191 | The countless multitude on high | | | | | | | |
192 | Sun of my soul, thou Saviour dear | | | | | | | |
193 | My soul be on thy guard | | | | | | | |
194 | The Spirit, in our hearts | | | | | | | |
195 | Alas! and did my Saviour bleed? | | | | | | | |
196 | The Lord himself, the mighty Lord | | | | | | | |
197 | O Lord, thy mercy, my sure hope | | | | | | | |