# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
457 | Lord, when my thoughts with wonder roll | | | | | | | |
458 | Here at thy cross, incarnate God | | | | | | | |
459 | Alas, and did my Saviour bleed! | | | | | | | |
460 | Jesus, with all thy saints above | | | | | | | |
461 | Infinite grief! amazing woe | | | | | | | |
462 | 'Twas on that dark, that doleful night | | | | | | | |
463 | How condescending and how kind | | | | | | | |
464 | Jesus is gone above the skies | | | | | | | |
465 | The promise of my Father's love | | | | | | | |
466 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
467 | Nature with open volume stands | | | | | | | |
468 | How sweet and awful is the place | | | | | | | |
469 | At thy command, our dearest Lord | | | | | | | |
470 | Sitting around our Father's board | | | | | | | |
471 | This is the feast of heavenly wine | | | | | | | |
472 | Now let us raise our cheerful strains | | | | | | | |
473 | Hail to the Prince of life and peace | | | | | | | |
474 | Together with these symbols, Lord | | | | | | | |
475 | Now while the gospel net is cast | | | | | | | |
476 | Here at thy table, Lord, we meet | | | | | | | |
477 | To Jesus, our exalted Lord | | | | | | | |
478 | Lord, I am thine, entirely thine | | | | | | | |
479 | Why do we mourn departing friends | | | | | | | |
480 | How blest the righteous when he dies! | | | | | | | |
481 | Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound | | | | | | | |
482 | When blooming youth is snatched away | | | | | | | |
483 | The God of love will sure indulge | | | | | | | |
484 | Shepherd of Israel, thou dost keep | | | | | | | |
485 | Let Zion's watchman all awake | | | | | | | |
486 | Christ and his cross is all our theme | | | | | | | |
487 | "Go preach my gospel,” saith the Lord | | | | | | | |
488 | How beauteous are their feet | | | | | | | |
489 | And will the great, eternal God | | | | | | | |
490 | O Lord, our languid souls inspire | | | | | | | |
491 | Dear Shepherd of thy people, hear | | | | | | | |
492 | In sweet exalted strains | | | | | | | |
493 | Eternal source of every good | | | | | | | |
494 | Let them neglect thy glory, Lord | | | | | | | |
495 | God of the passing year, to thee | | | | | | | |
496 | Say, should we search the globe around | | | | | | | |
497 | Swell the anthem, raise the song | | | | | | | |
498 | Almighty Sovereign of the skies | | | | | | | |
499 | The Lord descended from above | | | | | | | |
500 | Lord, how shall wretched sinners dare | | | | | | | |
501 | Now let our mourning hearts revive | | | | | | | |
502 | Enwrapt in thickest shades of night | | | | | | | |
503 | Raise thee, my soul, fly up, and run | | | | | | | |
504 | Come, Holy Spirit, calm my mind | | | | | | | |
505 | Return, my roving heart, return | | | | | | | |
506 | Come, thou Fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
507 | Oh for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
508 | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
509 | Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove | | | | | | | |
510 | Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart | | | | | | | |
511 | Lord of hosts, how lovely fair | | | | | | | |
512 | Brethren, beloved for Jesus' sake | | | | | | | |
513 | Come let us join our friends above | | | | | | | |
514 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
515 | Far from my thoughts, vain world, begone | | | | | | | |
516 | Lord, what a heaven of saving grace | | | | | | | |
517 | Come, Holy Spirit, from above | | | | | | | |
518 | Come, let us lift our joyful eyes | | | | | | | |
519 | My God, permit me not to be | | | | | | | |
520 | Away from every mortal care | | | | | | | |
521 | Thy presence, gracious God, afford | | | | | | | |
522 | How charming is the place | | | | | | | |
523 | Come, thou desire of all thy saints | | | | | | | |
524 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
525 | Ye sons of men, with joy record | | | | | | | |
526 | Glory to God on high! | | | | | | | |
527 | Awake, our drowsy souls | | | | | | | |
528 | Come, thou soul-transforming Spirit | | | | | | | |
529 | Sinners, will you scorn the message | | | | | | | |
530 | Blest morning, whose first dawning light | | | | | | | |
531 | Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord! we love | | | | | | | |
532 | This is the day the Lord hath made | | | | | | | |
533 | To-day the Saviour rose | | | | | | | |
534 | Almighty Maker, God! | | | | | | | |
535 | Dismiss us with thy blessing, Lord | | | | | | | |
536 | Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing | | | | | | | |
537 | We give immortal praise | | | | | | | |