# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
501 | See, the sun is brightly beaming | | | | | | | |
502 | To prayer, to prayer; for the morning breaks | | | | | | | |
503 | Soft slumbers now mine eyes forsake | | | | | | | |
504 | To thee, eternal Source of light | | | | | | | |
505 | While nature ushers in the day | | | | | | | |
506 | Another fleeting day is gone | | | | | | | |
507 | As calm, and cold, as mortal clay | | | | | | | |
508 | Great God, we've closed another week | | | | | | | |
509 | Father in heaven, when toilsome day | | | | | | | |
510 | My soul, a hymn of evening praise | | | | | | | |
511 | The sun retires and o'er the scene | | | | | | | |
512 | While darkness overspreads the earth | | | | | | | |
513 | Welcome, ye deep and silent shades | | | | | | | |
514 | When, our cares and labors closing | | | | | | | |
515 | Ere we part with friends so dear | | | | | | | |
516 | Lord, while in fervent prayer | | | | | | | |
517 | Formed, O God, with kindred powers | | | | | | | |
518 | O God, may no repining thought | | | | | | | |
C1 | The Lord is in his holy temple | | | | | | | |
C2 | Our Father, who art in Heaven, hallowed be thy name | | | | | | | |
C3 | Now unto Him that loves us | | | | | | | |
C4 | How delightful are thy tabernacles, O Lord, God of hosts! | | | | | | | |
C5 | Lo, the tabernacle of God is with men | | | | | | | |
C6 | Vital spark of heavenly flame | | | | | | | |
C7 | Our souls, repeat His praise, whose mercies are so great | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal has not been proofed - data may be incomplete or incorrect]