# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
201 | From every stormy wind that blows | | | | | | | |
202 | Return, my roving heart, return | | | | | | | |
203 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
204 | O Lord, I would delight in thee | | | | | | | |
205 | O that I knew the secret place | | | | | | | |
206 | While thee I seek, protecting Power | | | | | | | |
207 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
208 | Alas, what hourly dangers rise! | | | | | | | |
209 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
210 | Didst thou, dear Jesus, suffer shame | | | | | | | |
211 | Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray | | | | | | | |
212 | To thee, before the dawning light | | | | | | | |
213 | Far from the world, O Lord, I flee | | | | | | | |
214 | Dear Father, to thy mercy-seat | | | | | | | |
215 | Why is my heart so far from thee | | | | | | | |
216 | Oh, how divine, how sweet the joy | | | | | | | |
217 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
218 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
219 | Once more, my soul, the rising day | | | | | | | |
220 | Dread Sovereign, let my evening song | | | | | | | |
221 | Glory to thee, my God, this night | | | | | | | |
222 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | | | |
223 | Lord, let my prayer like incense rise | | | | | | | |
224 | God of the morning, at whose voice | | | | | | | |
225 | Thus far the Lord hath led me on | | | | | | | |
226 | Great God, to thee my evening song | | | | | | | |
227 | In this calm impressive hour | | | | | | | |
228 | Now from labor and from care | | | | | | | |
229 | God of evening and of morning | | | | | | | |
230 | Thou that madest earth and heaven | | | | | | | |
231 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
232 | Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray | | | | | | | |
233 | Our days are as the grass | | | | | | | |
234 | The day is past and gone | | | | | | | |
235 | How gentle was the rod | | | | | | | |
236 | My God, how endless is thy love | | | | | | | |
237 | Great God, indulge my humble claim | | | | | | | |
238 | My son, know thou the Lord | | | | | | | |
239 | Blest are the sons of peace | | | | | | | |
240 | Our Father, our Father in heaven | | | | | | | |
241 | This God is the God we adore | | | | | | | |
242 | In darkness and sorrow I mourn | | | | | | | |
243 | How sweet the melting lay | | | | | | | |
244 | Jesus, who knows full well | | | | | | | |
245 | How sweet to leave the world awhile | | | | | | | |
246 | Come, dearest Lord, descend and dwell | | | | | | | |
247 | Indulgent God of love and power | | | | | | | |
248 | How charming is the place | | | | | | | |
249 | Let sinners take their course | | | | | | | |
250 | Behold the morning sun | | | | | | | |
251 | Come, sound his praise abroad | | | | | | | |
252 | Upward I lift mine eyes | | | | | | | |
253 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
254 | Through all the changing scenes of life | | | | | | | |
255 | God is the refuge of his saints | | | | | | | |
256 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
257 | O thou, from whom all goodness flows | | | | | | | |
258 | The heaven of heavens cannot contain | | | | | | | |
259 | Now to the Lord a noble song! | | | | | | | |
260 | How sweet and awful is the place | | | | | | | |
261 | Christ and his cross is all our theme | | | | | | | |
262 | Saviour, visit thy plantation | | | | | | | |
263 | O my soul, what means this sadness? | | | | | | | |
264 | Joy to the world, the Lord is come! | | | | | | | |
265 | Salvation, O the joyful sound! | | | | | | | |
266 | Jesus, we bow before thy throne | | | | | | | |
267 | Thy people, Lord, who trust thy word | | | | | | | |
268 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
269 | O'er the gloomy hills of darkness | | | | | | | |
270 | Who but thou, Almighty Spirit | | | | | | | |
271 | Great God, the nations of the earth | | | | | | | |
272 | Father of mercies, send thy grace | | | | | | | |
273 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
274 | O Lord our God, arise | | | | | | | |
275 | Ascend thy throne, Almighty King | | | | | | | |
276 | Great God, whose universal sway | | | | | | | |
277 | Sovereign of worlds! display thy power | | | | | | | |
278 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
279 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
280 | Zion, dreary and in anguish | | | | | | | |
281 | O Zion, tune thy voice | | | | | | | |
282 | Rise, gracious God, and shine | | | | | | | |
283 | As flows the rapid river | | | | | | | |
284 | When shall the voice of singing | | | | | | | |
285 | Hail to the brightness of Zion’s glad morning! | | | | | | | |
286 | Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness | | | | | | | |
287 | Hail to the Lord's Anointed | | | | | | | |
288 | On the mountain's top appearing | | | | | | | |
289 | Yes, my native land, I love thee | | | | | | | |
290 | How beauteous are their feet | | | | | | | |
291 | Thy name, almighty Lord | | | | | | | |
292 | Ye Christian heroes, go proclaim | | | | | | | |
293 | Arm of the Lord, awake, awake! | | | | | | | |
294 | Early, my God, without delay | | | | | | | |
295 | Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear | | | | | | | |
296 | Safely thro' another week | | | | | | | |
297 | The morning light is breaking; The darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
298 | How calm and beautiful the morn | | | | | | | |
299 | This is the day the Lord hath made | | | | | | | |
300 | How did my heart rejoice to hear | | | | | | | |