# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
1401 | O love, divine and tender | | | | | | | |
1402 | My country, 'tis of thee | | | | | | | |
1403 | Before the Lord we bow | | | | | | | |
1404 | Our land, with mercies crowned | | | | | | | |
1405 | Auspicious morning, hail! | | | | | | | |
1406 | Thee we adore, Eternal Name | | | | | | | |
1407 | So fades the lovely blooming flower | | | | | | | |
1408 | How vain is all beneath the skies! | | | | | | | |
1409 | The roseate hues of early dawn | | | | | | | |
1410 | All is dying; hearts are breaking | | | | | | | |
1411 | What is life? 'Tis but a vapor | | | | | | | |
1412 | From every earthly pleasure | | | | | | | |
1413 | How swift the torrent rolls | | | | | | | |
1414 | Life is a span, a fleeting hour | | | | | | | |
1415 | It is not death to die | | | | | | | |
1416 | Through sorrow's night and danger's path | | | | | | | |
1417 | Friend after friend departs | | | | | | | |
1418 | Time is winging us away | | | | | | | |
1419 | Descend from heaven, immortal Dove | | | | | | | |
1420 | O deem not they are blest alone | | | | | | | |
1421 | How bless'd the righteous, when he dies | | | | | | | |
1422 | Why should we start and fear to die? | | | | | | | |
1423 | As when the weary traveller gains | | | | | | | |
1424 | How sweet the hour of closing day | | | | | | | |
1425 | Now let our souls, on wings sublime | | | | | | | |
1426 | Behold the western evening light! | | | | | | | |
1427 | Go to the grave in all thy glorious prime | | | | | | | |
1428 | Deathless spirit, now arise | | | | | | | |
1429 | Thou art gone to the grave; but we will not deplore thee | | | | | | | |
1430 | Spirit, leave thy house of clay | | | | | | | |
1431 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
1432 | Servant of God, well done! | | | | | | | |
1433 | The dead are like the stars by day | | | | | | | |
1434 | The precious seed of weeping | | | | | | | |
1435 | Think, O ye, who fondly languish | | | | | | | |
1436 | Dear is the spot where Christians sleep | | | | | | | |
1437 | Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims | | | | | | | |
1438 | Why do we mourn departing friends | | | | | | | |
1439 | Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb | | | | | | | |
1440 | O for the death of those | | | | | | | |
1441 | Tender Shepherd, Thou hast stilled | | | | | | | |
1442 | As Jesus died, and rose again | | | | | | | |
1443 | What sinners value, I resign | | | | | | | |
1444 | The morning flowers display their sweets | | | | | | | |
1445 | Shall man, O God of life and light | | | | | | | |
1446 | And must this body die | | | | | | | |
1447 | We sing His love who once was slain | | | | | | | |
1448 | Hark! the judgment trumpet sounding | | | | | | | |
1449 | Day of terror, day of doom | | | | | | | |
1450 | Behold, the day is come | | | | | | | |
1451 | That day of wrath, that dreadful day | | | | | | | |
1452 | That fearful day, that day of dread | | | | | | | |
1453 | Lo, He comes, with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
1454 | The Lord will come, the earth shall quake | | | | | | | |
1455 | Lo, the mighty God appearing | | | | | | | |
1456 | When Jesus came to earth of old | | | | | | | |
1457 | What are these arrayed in white | | | | | | | |
1458 | Ten thousand times ten thousand | | | | | | | |
1459 | Palms of glory, raiment bright | | | | | | | |
1460 | Blessed are the dead who die | | | | | | | |
1461 | Hark, the sound of holy voices | | | | | | | |
1462 | What are these in bright array | | | | | | | |
1463 | High in yonder realms of light | | | | | | | |
1464 | Hark, how the choral song of heaven | | | | | | | |
1465 | Hark, hark the voice of praise | | | | | | | |
1466 | There is a land immortal | | | | | | | |
1467 | There is a holy city | | | | | | | |
1468 | There is a blessed home | | | | | | | |
1469 | Lift your eyes of faith, and see | | | | | | | |
1470 | There is a dwelling-place above | | | | | | | |
1471 | Come, let us join our friends above | | | | | | | |
1472 | Nor eye has seen, nor ear has heard | | | | | | | |
1473 | We know, by faith we know | | | | | | | |
1474 | Come to the land of peace | | | | | | | |
1475 | The world is very evil | | | | | | | |
1476 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
1477 | Hear what God, the Lord, hath spoken | | | | | | | |
1478 | Lord, Thou wilt bring the joyful day | | | | | | | |
1479 | Brief life is here our portion | | | | | | | |
1480 | A few more years shall roll | | | | | | | |
1481 | We journey through a vale of tears | | | | | | | |
1482 | There is a fold whence none can stray | | | | | | | |
1483 | We've no abiding city here | | | | | | | |
1484 | For thee, O dear, dear country | | | | | | | |
1485 | Far from these narrow scenes of night | | | | | | | |
1486 | Our glorious home above | | | | | | | |
1487 | As distant lands behold the sea | | | | | | | |
1488 | There is an hour of hallowed peace | | | | | | | |
1489 | Jerusalem, the golden | | | | | | | |
1490 | Since o'er Thy footstool here below | | | | | | | |
1491 | When brighter suns and milder skies | | | | | | | |
1492 | There is no night in heaven | | | | | | | |
1493 | There's a land that is fairer than day | | | | | | | |
1494 | Jerusalem, the glorious | | | | | | | |
1495 | O for a sweet, inspiring ray | | | | | | | |
1496 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
1497 | We are on our journey home | | | | | | | |
1498 | Jerusalem, the only | | | | | | | |
1499 | Jerusalem, exulting | | | | | | | |
1500 | Soon, and forever, such promise our trust | | | | | | | |