# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
501 | Jesus, merciful and mild | | | | | | | |
502 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
503 | This is not my place of resting | | | | | | | |
504 | Had I ten thousand gifts beside | | | | | | | |
505 | Come unto me, ye weary | | | | | | | |
506 | O safe to the Rock that is higher than I | | | | | | | |
507 | What things shall happen on the morrow | | | | | | | |
508 | All the way my Saviour leads me | | | | | | | |
509 | When peace, like a river, attendeth my way | | | | | | | |
510 | Blessed are the sons of God | | | | | | | |
511 | I've found a Friend; O such a Friend | | | | | | | |
512 | Triumphant Zion! lift thy head | | | | | | | |
513 | Soon may the last glad song arise | | | | | | | |
514 | Zion, awake, thy strength renew | | | | | | | |
515 | Planted in Christ, the living vine | | | | | | | |
516 | O where are the kings and empires now | | | | | | | |
517 | The Church's one foundation | | | | | | | |
518 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
519 | Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning! | | | | | | | |
520 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
521 | Zion stands with hills surrounded | | | | | | | |
522 | Come, Holy Spirit, Dove divine | | | | | | | |
523 | How blest the hour when first we gave | | | | | | | |
524 | Come, happy souls, adore the Lamb | | | | | | | |
525 | O thou who in Jordan didst bow thy meek head | | | | | | | |
526 | Our Saviour bowed beneath the wave | | | | | | | |
527 | Dear Lord, and will thy pardoning love | | | | | | | |
528 | O Lord, we in thy footsteps tread | | | | | | | |
529 | 'Tis God the Father we adore | | | | | | | |
530 | While in this sacred rite of thine | | | | | | | |
531 | In all my Lord's appointed ways | | | | | | | |
532 | Meekly in Jordan's holy stream | | | | | | | |
533 | Buried beneath the yielding wave | | | | | | | |
534 | Thou hast said, exalted Jesus | | | | | | | |
535 | Down to the sacred wave | | | | | | | |
536 | With willing hearts we tread | | | | | | | |
537 | Around thy grave, Lord Jesus | | | | | | | |
538 | Amidst us our Beloved stands | | | | | | | |
539 | " 'Till he come," O let the words | | | | | | | |
540 | Blest feast of love divine! | | | | | | | |
541 | Jesus invites his saints | | | | | | | |
542 | A parting hymn we sing | | | | | | | |
543 | If human kindness meets return | | | | | | | |
544 | Here at thy table, Lord, we meet | | | | | | | |
545 | How sweet and awful is the place | | | | | | | |
546 | To him who loved the souls of men | | | | | | | |
547 | Bread of heaven, on thee we feed | | | | | | | |
548 | People of the living God | | | | | | | |
549 | Enter, Jesus bids thee welcome | | | | | | | |
550 | Now in parting, Father, bless us | | | | | | | |
551 | By Christ redeemed, in Christ restored | | | | | | | |
552 | Bread of the world in mercy broken | | | | | | | |
553 | Sit down beneath his shadow | | | | | | | |
554 | O Lord, I am not worthy | | | | | | | |
555 | How beauteous are their feet | | | | | | | |
556 | Let Zion's watchman all awake | | | | | | | |
557 | Father of mercies, bow thine ear | | | | | | | |
558 | We bid thee welcome in the name | | | | | | | |
559 | "Go preach my gospel," saith the Lord | | | | | | | |
560 | Now, in this consecrated place | | | | | | | |
561 | Spirit of holiness, descend | | | | | | | |
562 | Lord, I hear of showers of blessing | | | | | | | |
563 | Revive thy work, O Lord | | | | | | | |
564 | O Lord, thy work revive | | | | | | | |
565 | Saviour, visit thy plantation | | | | | | | |
566 | The Lord into his garden comes | | | | | | | |
567 | Light of those whose dreary dwelling | | | | | | | |
568 | What are those soul-reviving strains | | | | | | | |
569 | Great God, and wilt thou condescend | | | | | | | |
570 | For the beauty of the earth | | | | | | | |
571 | See Israel's gentle Shepherd stand | | | | | | | |
572 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
573 | Around the throne of God in heaven | | | | | | | |
574 | Great God, now condescend | | | | | | | |
575 | The Saviour kindly calls | | | | | | | |
576 | Saviour, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
577 | Once was heard the song of children | | | | | | | |
578 | Angel voices ever singing | | | | | | | |
579 | At the feet of Jesus, Listening to his word | | | | | | | |
580 | When, his salvation bringing | | | | | | | |
581 | We bring no glittering treasures | | | | | | | |
582 | Saviour, who thy flock art feeding | | | | | | | |
583 | Jesus, tender Shepherd, hear me | | | | | | | |
584 | Glory and praise and honor | | | | | | | |
585 | Come, let us sing of Jesus | | | | | | | |
586 | Now the day is over | | | | | | | |
587 | Above the clear blue sky | | | | | | | |
588 | Hushed was the evening hymn | | | | | | | |
589 | Jesus Christ, our Saviour | CALKIN | | | | | | |
590 | I think, when I read that sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
591 | Dear Jesus, ever at my side | | | | | | | |
592 | Lead them, my God, to thee | | | | | | | |
593 | Go preach the blest salvation | | | | | | | |
594 | Our country's voice is pleading | | | | | | | |
595 | Ye Christian heralds, go, proclaim | | | | | | | |
596 | Arise in all thy splendor, Lord | | | | | | | |
597 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
598 | Look from thy sphere of endless day | | | | | | | |
599 | Arm of the Lord, awake, awake | | | | | | | |
600 | Uplift the banner! let it float | | | | | | | |