# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
701 | Glory to the Father give, God, in whom | | | | | | | |
702 | God of mercy, throned on high | | | | | | | |
703 | Ye valiant soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
704 | We are out on the ocean sailing | | | | | | | |
705 | High we raise our hallelujahs | | | | | | | |
706 | Come, let us sing of Jesus, While hearts and accents blend | | | | | | | |
707 | Though the days are dark with trouble | | | | | | | |
708 | Jesus, on thy throne of glory | | | | | | | |
709 | How pleasant thus to dwell below | | | | | | | |
710 | O haste away, my brethren dear | PARTING HYMN | | | | | | |
711 | How blest the sacred tie that binds | | | | | | | |
712 | Kindred in Christ, for his dear [name's] sake | | | | | | | |
713 | Great God, to thee my evening song | | | | | | | |
714 | O it is joy in one to meet | | | | | | | |
715 | Blest be the [that] dear uniting love | | | | | | | |
716 | Let saints below in concert sing [join] | | | | | | | |
717 | Hail, sweetest, dearest, tie that binds | | | | | | | |
718 | Our souls by [in] love together knit [drawn] [joined] | | | | | | | |
719 | How sweet, how [and] heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
720 | Blest be the tie that binds our hearts in Christian love | | | | | | | |
721 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
722 | Let party names no more | | | | | | | |
723 | Our heavenly Father calls | | | | | | | |
724 | Behold the throne of grace | | | | | | | |
725 | Jesus, who knows full well | | | | | | | |
726 | From every stormy wind [sense] that blows | | | | | | | |
727 | Where high the heavenly temple stands | | | | | | | |
728 | Forth from the dark and [the] stormy sky | | | | | | | |
729 | Where two or three, with sweet accord | | | | | | | |
730 | Jesus, where'er thy people meet | | | | | | | |
731 | And dost thou say, ask what thou wilt | | | | | | | |
732 | How sweet to leave the world awhile | | | | | | | |
733 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
734 | Prayer is the soul's [heart's] [saint's] sincere desire | | | | | | | |
735 | The Savior bids us watch and pray | | | | | | | |
736 | Hail, tranquil hour of closing day | | | | | | | |
737 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
738 | There is an eye that never sleeps | | | | | | | |
739 | Dear Father, to Thy mercy seat, My soul for shelter flies | | | | | | | |
740 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
741 | Lord, I cannot let thee go Till a blessing thou bestow | | | | | | | |
742 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
743 | Soft and holy is the place | | | | | | | |
744 | Stealing from the world away | | | | | | | |
745 | Thou, from whom we never part | | | | | | | |
746 | They who seek the throne of grace | | | | | | | |
747 | I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my home | | | | | | | |
748 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
749 | My home is heaven, my rest is not here | | | | | | | |
750 | O had I, my Savior, the wings of a dove | | | | | | | |
751 | Mid [midst] scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
752 | We are on our journey home, Where Christ our Lord | | | | | | | |
753 | I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger, I can tarry | | | | | | | |
754 | In the Christian's home in [of] glory | | | | | | | |
755 | Beautiful Zion, built above; Beautiful city that I love | | | | | | | |
756 | Ah this heart is void and chill | | | | | | | |
757 | O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
758 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
759 | Why should we start and fear to die | | | | | | | |
760 | How blest the righteous when he dies | | | | | | | |
761 | Let me be with thee where thou art | | | | | | | |
762 | The hour of my departure's come | | | | | | | |
763 | Gently, my Savior [Father], let me down | | | | | | | |
764 | So fades the lovely, blooming flower [flowers] | | | | | | | |
765 | Unvail [Unveil] thy bosom, faithful tomb | | | | | | | |
766 | What sinners value, I resign | | | | | | | |
767 | We've no abiding city here | | | | | | | |
768 | Great God, what do I [we] see and hear | | | | | | | |
769 | The [That] day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven | | | | | | | |
770 | The Lord shall [will] come, the earth shall [will] quake | | | | | | | |
771 | Why do we [ye] [you] mourn departing [departed] [for dying] friends | | | | | | | |
772 | Why should our tears in sorrow flow | | | | | | | |
773 | How still and peaceful is [Lord] the grave | | | | | | | |
774 | O for an overcoming faith | | | | | | | |
775 | Through sorrow's night and danger's path [way] [road] | | | | | | | |
776 | Dear as thou wast [wert] and justly dear, We will not weep for thee | | | | | | | |
777 | How swiftly the torrent rolls | | | | | | | |
778 | And must this body die | MORNINGTON | | | | | | |
779 | Come, Lord, and tarry not! | | | | | | | |
780 | It is not death do die | | | | | | | |
781 | Servant of God, well done, rest | | | | | | | |
782 | Alas the brittle clay | | | | | | | |
783 | Forever with the Lord, so, Jesus [Father], let it be | | | | | | | |
784 | O for the death of those | | | | | | | |
785 | Behold, the day is come, The righteous judge is near | | | | | | | |
786 | My soul, repeat His praise Whose mercies are so | | | | | | | |
787 | Lord, let me know mine [my] end | | | | | | | |
788 | Rest for the toiling hand | | | | | | | |
789 | Brother, though from yonder sky | | | | | | | |
790 | Hark, that shout [sound] of rapturous joy [rapture high] | | | | | | | |
791 | Hark! a voice divides the sky! | | | | | | | |
792 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
793 | Go to the grave in all thy glorious prime | | | | | | | |
794 | This place is holy ground | | | | | | | |
795 | Friend after friend departs | | | | | | | |
796 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
797 | Thou art gone to the grave but we will not deplore thee | | | | | | | |
798 | Jesus, while our hearts are bleeding | | | | | | | |
799 | Tarry with me, O my Savior | | | | | | | |
800 | Cease, ye [you] mourners, cease to languish | | | | | | | |