# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
801 | O thou, before whose gracious throne | | | | | | | |
802 | Spirit of peace and holiness | | | | | | | |
803 | O holy Lord, our God | | | | | | | |
804 | Father of mercies, bow thine ear | | | | | | | |
805 | The perfect world, by Adam trod | | | | | | | |
806 | Where shall we go to seek and find | | | | | | | |
807 | Will God in very deed descend | | | | | | | |
808 | Lord of hosts, to thee we raise | | | | | | | |
809 | And will the great, eternal God | | | | | | | |
810 | Great King of glory, come | | | | | | | |
811 | To thee this temple we devote | | | | | | | |
812 | Here, in thy name, eternal God | | | | | | | |
813 | O God, though countless worlds of light | | | | | | | |
814 | O, bow thine ear, eternal One | | | | | | | |
815 | Within thy courts, O God, to-day | | | | | | | |
816 | Spirit divine, attend our prayer | | | | | | | |
817 | O Lord, thy work revive | | | | | | | |
818 | Savior, visit thy plantation | | | | | | | |
819 | Revive thy churches, Lord, with grace | | | | | | | |
820 | O Lord, and shall our fainting souls | | | | | | | |
821 | Return, O God of love, return | | | | | | | |
822 | Come, Lord, in mercy come again | | | | | | | |
823 | Now let the slumbering church awake | | | | | | | |
824 | Let Zion and her sons rejoice | | | | | | | |
825 | Saw ye not the cloud arise | | | | | | | |
826 | The little cloud increases fast | | | | | | | |
827 | Fount of everlasting love | | | | | | | |
828 | O, how the joyful hearts revive | | | | | | | |
829 | Lift up your eyes, ye sons of light | | | | | | | |
830 | Praise to the Lord on high | | | | | | | |
831 | The day is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
832 | Great God, whose universal sway | | | | | | | |
833 | Jesus, we bow before thy throne | | | | | | | |
834 | O'er the gloomy hills of darkness | | | | | | | |
835 | Arm of the Lord, awake, awake | | | | | | | |
836 | Jesus shall reign, where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
837 | All hail, incarnate God! | | | | | | | |
838 | Ascend thy throne, almighty King | | | | | | | |
839 | Behold, the heathen waits to know | | | | | | | |
840 | Spirit of power and might, behold | | | | | | | |
841 | Sovereign of worlds, display thy power | | | | | | | |
842 | Our country's voice is pleading | | | | | | | |
843 | Where the wilderness is lying | | | | | | | |
844 | Our pilgrim brethren dwelling far | | | | | | | |
845 | Shine, mighty God, on this our land | | | | | | | |
846 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
847 | Hark! what cry arrests my ear? | | | | | | | |
848 | Hark! what mean those lamentations | | | | | | | |
849 | Assembled at thy great command | | | | | | | |
850 | Thou, whose almighty word | | | | | | | |
851 | Exert thy power, thy rights maintain | | | | | | | |
852 | Lord, send thy word, and let it fly | | | | | | | |
853 | Most gracious to fulfil thy word | | | | | | | |
854 | Men of God, go, take your stations | | | | | | | |
855 | Go, messenger of peace and love | | | | | | | |
856 | Ye Christian heralds, go, proclaim | | | | | | | |
857 | Go, ye messengers of God | | | | | | | |
858 | Onward, onward, men of heaven | | | | | | | |
859 | Father of mercies, condescend | | | | | | | |
860 | Yes, my native land, I love thee | | | | | | | |
861 | Roll on, thou mighty ocean | | | | | | | |
862 | Onward speed thy conquering flight | | | | | | | |
863 | When shall the voice of singing | | | | | | | |
864 | Soon may the last glad song arise | | | | | | | |
865 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
866 | Look, ye saints, the day is breaking | | | | | | | |
867 | Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning | | | | | | | |
868 | The morning light is breaking | | | | | | | |
869 | Joyful tidings, free salvation | | | | | | | |
870 | On the mountain's top appearing | | | | | | | |
871 | O'er mountain tops the mount of God | | | | | | | |
872 | Daughter of Zion, from the dust | | | | | | | |
873 | O that the Lord's salvation | | | | | | | |
874 | Why, on the bending willows hung | | | | | | | |
875 | But who shall see that glorious day | | | | | | | |
876 | Hark! the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
877 | Wake the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
878 | Who are these that come from far | | | | | | | |
879 | Isles of the south, awake | | | | | | | |
880 | Lo! what a glorious sight appears | | | | | | | |
881 | When the morning bells are ringing | | | | | | | |
882 | Assembled in our school once more | | | | | | | |
883 | Within these walls be peace | | | | | | | |
884 | Sweet Sabbath school, place dear to me | | | | | | | |
885 | Suppliant, lo, thy children bend | | | | | | | |
886 | Come down, celestial Dove | | | | | | | |
887 | On, through Judea's palmy plain | | | | | | | |
888 | Blest work, the youthful mind to win | | | | | | | |
889 | Teach us, O Lord, we earnest pray | | | | | | | |
890 | Children, in years and knowledge young | | | | | | | |
891 | Almighty Ruler of the skies | | | | | | | |
892 | To praise the Savior's name | | | | | | | |
893 | We are but young; yet we may sing | | | | | | | |
894 | The praises of my tongue | | | | | | | |
895 | Retiring from our school once more | | | | | | | |
896 | From year to year in love we meet | | | | | | | |
897 | Hosanna, be the children's song | | | | | | | |
898 | Welcome to our festival | | | | | | | |
899 | Farewell, dear friend, a long farewell | | | | | | | |
900 | We come our Sabbath hymn to raise | | | | | | | |