# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
801 | Blest are the souls that [who] hear and know | | | | | | | |
802 | How happy is the Christian's state [mind] | | | | | | | |
803 | How happy they who know the Lord | | | | | | | |
804 | The man is ever blest [blessed] who shuns the sinner's ways | | | | | | | |
805 | How blest the man whose cautious feet | | | | | | | |
806 | Blest are the pure in heart, For they shall see our [their] God | | | | | | | |
807 | Blest are the humble souls that [who] see | | | | | | | |
808 | Lord, how secure and blest [blessed] are they | | | | | | | |
809 | My thoughts surmount these lower skies And look | | | | | | | |
810 | O happy soul that [who] lives on high, While men lie grovelling | | | | | | | |
811 | How happy is the pilgrim's lot | | | | | | | |
812 | Happy the man, who finds the grace | | | | | | | |
813 | To God the only wise, our Savior and our King | | | | | | | |
814 | The God of Abraham praise whose all sufficient grace | | | | | | | |
815 | How can I sink with such a prop | | | | | | | |
816 | When gloomy thoughts and fears | | | | | | | |
817 | 'Tis religion that can give sweetest pleasures | | | | | | | |
818 | Blessed [Blest] are the sons of God | | | | | | | |
819 | Still on the Lord thy burden roll | | | | | | | |
820 | Our God how firm his promise stands | | | | | | | |
821 | When power divine in mortal form hushed | | | | | | | |
822 | Supreme in wisdom as in power | | | | | | | |
823 | Commit thou all thy griefs | | | | | | | |
824 | Ye trembling souls, dismiss your fears | | | | | | | |
825 | Unshaken as the sacred hill [hills] and fixed as mountains stand | | | | | | | |
826 | They who on the Lord rely | | | | | | | |
827 | Your harps, ye [you] trembling [mourning] [tearful], saints | | | | | | | |
828 | How firm a foundation, ye [you] saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
829 | He that [who] hath [has] made [for] his refuge, God | | | | | | | |
830 | If God is mine, then present things | | | | | | | |
831 | Firm as the earth thy [the] gospel stands | | | | | | | |
832 | I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
833 | O Lord, if in the book of life | | | | | | | |
834 | A debtor to mercy alone | | | | | | | |
835 | Who shall condemn to endless flames | | | | | | | |
836 | Who shall the Lord's elect condemn | | | | | | | |
837 | O strange infirmity, to think | | | | | | | |
838 | Lift up your joyful eyes, and see | | | | | | | |
839 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
840 | Blest Sabbath, day of holy rest | | | | | | | |
841 | When the worn spirit wants repose | | | | | | | |
842 | Awake our drowsy souls, and burst the slothful band | | | | | | | |
843 | Blest morning, whose young, dawning rays | | | | | | | |
844 | Again the Lord of life and light | | | | | | | |
845 | This is the day the Lord hath [has] made, He calls | | | | | | | |
846 | Awake, ye saints, awake! | | | | | | | |
847 | Again returns the day of holy rest | | | | | | | |
848 | Welcome, delightful morn, Thou [Sweet] day of sacred rest | | | | | | | |
849 | With joy we hail the sacred day | | | | | | | |
850 | When, as returns this [the] solemn day | | | | | | | |
851 | Come dearest Lord, and bless this day | | | | | | | |
852 | Frequent the [this] day of [O] God returns | | | | | | | |
853 | Come, let us join with one [in sweet] accord | | | | | | | |
854 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
855 | The light of Sabbath eve is fading | | | | | | | |
856 | Another six days' work is done | | | | | | | |
857 | How did my heart rejoice to hear | | | | | | | |
858 | How pleased and blest was I | | | | | | | |
859 | My soul, how lovely is the place to which thy God | | | | | | | |
860 | Great God, attend, while Zion sings [children sing] [here we sing] | | | | | | | |
861 | How pleasant, how [and] divinely fair | | | | | | | |
862 | Lord of the worlds above, How pleasant and how fair | | | | | | | |
863 | To spend one sacred day where God and saints abide | | | | | | | |
864 | Sweet is the work, O Lord, Thy glorious name to sing | | | | | | | |
865 | Sweet is the work, my [O] [our] God, [and] [my] [our] King | | | | | | | |
866 | Blest hour, when mortal man retires [aspires] | | | | | | | |
867 | How charming is the place | | | | | | | |
868 | How sweet to leave the world awhile | | | | | | | |
869 | Sweet the time, exceeding sweet | | | | | | | |
870 | I love to see the Lord below | | | | | | | |
871 | Early, my God, without delay | | | | | | | |
872 | Savior, visit Thy [our] plantation, grant us Lord, a gracious rain | | | | | | | |
873 | Great Lord of all thy churches, hear | | | | | | | |
874 | O God of Zion, from thy throne | | | | | | | |
875 | O Lord, thy work revive, In Zion's gloomy hour | | | | | | | |
876 | Great Shepherd of thine Isr'l | | | | | | | |
877 | Ascend thy throne, almighty King | | | | | | | |
878 | Come, Sacred Spirit, from above | | | | | | | |
879 | Shepherd of Isr'l, bend thine ear | | | | | | | |
880 | O our Redeemer God, on thee thy people wait | | | | | | | |
881 | O thou that hearest prayer, attend | | | | | | | |
882 | While I to grief my soul [heart] gave way | | | | | | | |
883 | How much the drooping hearts revive | | | | | | | |
884 | O Lord, and shall our fainting souls | | | | | | | |
885 | Rejoice, for Christ the Savior reigns | | | | | | | |
886 | Who can describe the joys that rise | | | | | | | |
887 | O how divine how sweet the joy | | | | | | | |
888 | Who can forbear to sing | | | | | | | |
889 | Come happy souls, adore the Lamb | | | | | | | |
890 | O Lord, and will thy pardoning love | | | | | | | |
891 | Buried beneath the yielding wave | | | | | | | |
892 | Our Savior bowed beneath the wave | | | | | | | |
893 | His sacred head the Holy One | | | | | | | |
894 | Thou hast said, exalted Jesus [Savior] | | | | | | | |
895 | Savior, Thy law we love, Thy pure example bless | | | | | | | |
896 | In thine assembly here we stand | | | | | | | |
897 | The great Redeemer we adore | | | | | | | |
898 | Hither we come, our dearest Lord | | | | | | | |
899 | O Lord, we in thy footsteps tread | | | | | | | |
900 | Descend, celestial Dove | | | | | | | |