# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
391d | The God of harvest praise | | | | | | | |
391e | To God--the Father, Son | | | | | | | |
393a | Come, let us anew our journey pursue | | | | | | | |
393b | The God of Abrah'm praise, | | | | | | | |
393c | Proclaim the lofty praise | | | | | | | |
393d | My Shepherd's mighty aid | | | | | | | |
395a | Jesus, thou art our king | | | | | | | |
395b | The God who reigns on high | | | | | | | |
395c | Savior, the world's and mine was ever grief like Thine? | | | | | | | |
395d | Though nature's strength decay, And earth and hell withstand | | | | | | | |
397a | Head of the Church triumphant | | | | | | | |
397b | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
397c | Worship, and thanks, and blessing | | | | | | | |
397d | Jesus, take all the glory | | | | | | | |
397e | Roll on, thou mighty ocean | | | | | | | |
399a | When shall the voice of singing flow | | | | | | | |
399b | God is my [our] strong salvation | | | | | | | |
399c | Hail to the Lord's anointed | | | | | | | |
399d | We bring no glittering treasures, no gems | | | | | | | |
399e | God of all consolation, The Holy Ghost thou art | | | | | | | |
401a | Ye simple souls that stray | | | | | | | |
401b | To thee, our God and Saviour | | | | | | | |
401c | Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed | | | | | | | |
403a | Lift your glad voices in triumph on high | | | | | | | |
403b | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
403c | When through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming | | | | | | | |
405a | The voice of free grace cries,--Escape to the mountain | | | | | | | |
405b | Friend after friend departs | | | | | | | |
407a | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
407b | Father of spirits! hear our prayer | | | | | | | |
407c | Sing praise, the tomb is void | | | | | | | |
407d | Flung to the heedless winds | | | | | | | |
408 | Brightest and best of the sons of the morning | | | | | | | |
409a | Vital spark of heavenly flame | | | | | | | |
409b | Cease, fond nature, cease thy strife | | | | | | | |
410a | Lord of mercy and of might, of mankind | | | | | | | |
410b | Come to Calvary's holy mountain, Sinners ruined by the fall | | | | | | | |
411a | Praise God, from whom all blessings flow | | | | | | | |
411b | To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost | | | | | | | |
411c | The God of mercy be adored | | | | | | | |
411d | To God, the Father, Son | | | | | | | |
411e | Immortal honour, endless fame | | | | | | | |
411f | Now to the great and sacred Three | | | | | | | |
411g | To God the Father's throne | | | | | | | |
411h | To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost | | | | | | | |
411i | Sing we to our God above | | | | | | | |
411j | Praise the Name of God most high | | | | | | | |
411k | Great Jehovah! we adore thee | | | | | | | |
411m | Praise the God of our salvation | | | | | | | |
411n | All praise to the Father, the Son | | | | | | | |
411o | Father, Son, and Holy Ghost | | | | | | | |
411p | To Father, Son, and Spirit, ever blest | | | | | | | |
411q | To God--the Father, Son | | | | | | | |
411r | To Father Son, and Spirit | | | | | | | |
411s | To thee be praise forever | | | | | | | |
411t | O Father Almighty, to thee be address'd | | | | | | | |
A3 | Great is the Lord, and greatly to be praised | | | | | | | |
A5 | Oh, what is life? 'tis like a flower | | | | | | | |
A6 | I was glad, I was glad | | | | | | | |
A9 | Daughter of Zion! awake from thy sadness | | | | | | | |
A10 | A soldier I would be | | | | | | | |
A14 | I have set watchmen upon thy walls, O Jerusalem! | | | | | | | |
A15 | Brother, thou art gone to rest | | | | | | | |
A16 | Oh! that I had wings | | | | | | | |
A18 | Remember mercy, O my God | | | | | | | |
A21 | This book is all that's left me now | | | | | | | |
A22 | Daughter of Zion! awake from thy sadness | | | | | | | |
A23 | Go to thy rest in peace | | | | | | | |
A24 | The Lord is in his holy temple | | | | | | | |
A25 | Cast thy burden on the Lord | | | | | | | |
A26a | Holy Spirit, faithful Guide | | | | | | | |
A26b | How pleased and blest was I | | | | | | | |
A27a | The law of the Lord is perfect, sustaining the soul | | | | | | | |
A27b | Thy word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light | | | | | | | |
A28 | Hark! what mean these holy voices | | | | | | | |
A29 | Dread Jehovah, God of nations | | | | | | | |
A30 | With joy we hail the sacred day | | | | | | | |
A32 | How beautiful upon the mountains | | | | | | | |
A34 | Praise waiteth for thee, O Lord in Zion | | | | | | | |
A35 | Beyond where Cedron's waters flow | | | | | | | |
A36 | Behold what manner of love | | | | | | | |
A40 | O Lord, we are thy people, called by thy name | | | | | | | |
A41 | How lovely are thy dwellings | | | | | | | |
A42 | Thou art gone to the grave--but we will not deplore thee | | | | | | | |
A43a | When shall we meet again? | | | | | | | |
A43b | Saviour, breathe an evening blessing | | | | | | | |
A44a | Ho! the reaper of Life's harvest | | | | | | | |
A44b | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
A46a | Watchmen, onward to your stations | | | | | | | |
A46b | Mourner! why this fruitless sorrow? | | | | | | | |
A47 | Onward speed thy conq'ring flight | | | | | | | |
A48 | I love to stay where my mother sleeps | | | | | | | |
A49 | I will set watchmen upon thy walls, O Jerusalem | | | | | | | |
A54 | Wine is a mocker, and strong drink is raging | | | | | | | |
A56 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
A57 | Jesus, most holy one | | | | | | | |
A58 | O praise the Lord, all ye nations | | | | | | | |
A59a | Nearer, my God to thee | | | | | | | |
A59b | Tho' the scenes of life may try you | | | | | | | |
A60a | I long, I long for the land of the blest | | | | | | | |