# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
801 | Through all the changing scenes of life | | | | | | | |
802 | My soul, repeat His praise | | | | | | | |
803 | When all Thy mercies, O my God | | | | | | | |
804 | O bless the Lord, my soul | | | | | | | |
805 | My Saviour, my almighty Friend | | | | | | | |
806 | In the cross of Christ I glory | | | | | | | |
807 | To Thee, my Shepherd and my Lord | | | | | | | |
808 | To Jesus, the Crown of my hope | | | | | | | |
809 | Let me be with Thee, where Thou art | | | | | | | |
810 | How far beyond our mortal sight | | | | | | | |
811 | I long to behold Him arrayed | | | | | | | |
812 | Ye angels, who stand round the throne | | | | | | | |
813 | I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger | | | | | | | |
814 | My rest is in heaven, my rest is not here | | | | | | | |
815 | Thy Father's house! Thine own bright home! | | | | | | | |
816 | I would not live alway: I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
817 | Far from my heavenly home | | | | | | | |
818 | Give me the wings of faith, to rise | | | | | | | |
819 | And is there, Lord, a rest | | | | | | | |
820 | And let this feeble body fail | | | | | | | |
821 | I have a home above | | | | | | | |
822 | 'Tis heaven begun below | | | | | | | |
823 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
824 | 'Mid scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
825 | I send the joys of earth away | | | | | | | |
826 | I am weary of straying: O fain would I rest | | | | | | | |
827 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
828 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
829 | Beyond the hills where suns go down | | | | | | | |
830 | I'm but a stranger here | | | | | | | |
831 | Earth has engrossed my love too long | | | | | | | |
832 | In the Christian's home in glory | | | | | | | |
833 | O'er the distant mountains breaking | | | | | | | |
834 | My heavenly home is bright and fair | | | | | | | |
835 | I journey forth rejoicing | | | | | | | |
836 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
837 | O mother dear, Jerusalem | | | | | | | |
838 | On Jordan's stormy banks I stand | | | | | | | |
839 | O Paradise, O Paradise | | | | | | | |
840 | I will sing you a song of that beautiful land | | | | | | | |
841 | Time, thou speedest on but slowly | | | | | | | |
842 | O had I, my Saviour, the wings of a dove | | | | | | | |
843 | This is not my place of resting | | | | | | | |
844 | Jerusalem, the golden! | | | | | | | |
845 | Beyond the smiling and the weeping | | | | | | | |
846 | The sands of time are sinking | | | | | | | |
847 | Forever with the Lord! Amen, so let it be | | | | | | | |
848 | Church of the ever-living God | | | | | | | |
849 | Happy the church, thou sacred place | | | | | | | |
850 | O where are the kings and empires now | | | | | | | |
851 | Zion is Jehovah's dwelling | | | | | | | |
852 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
853 | Far down the ages now | | | | | | | |
854 | Say, who is she that looks abroad | | | | | | | |
855 | Zion stands by hills surrounded | | | | | | | |
856 | God, in His earthly temple, lays | | | | | | | |
857 | How honorable is the place | | | | | | | |
858 | Blessed are the sons of God | | | | | | | |
859 | Blest are the humble souls, that see | | | | | | | |
860 | Not all the outward forms on earth | | | | | | | |
861 | Blest is the man who shuns the place | | | | | | | |
862 | Blest are the men whose hearts do move | | | | | | | |
863 | Who, O Lord, when life is o'er | | | | | | | |
864 | The church's one Foundation | | | | | | | |
865 | Blest be the dear uniting love | | | | | | | |
866 | Our souls, by love together knit | | | | | | | |
867 | Lo! what an entertaining sight | | | | | | | |
868 | Come in, thou blessed of the Lord | | | | | | | |
869 | Lord Jesus, are we one with Thee? | | | | | | | |
870 | Blest are the sons of peace | | | | | | | |
871 | O Lord, how joyful 'tis to see | | | | | | | |
872 | One sole baptismal sign | | | | | | | |
873 | What grace, O Lord, and beauty shone | | | | | | | |
874 | Not to the terrors of the Lord | | | | | | | |
875 | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
876 | The glorious universe around | | | | | | | |
877 | Happy the souls to Jesus joined | | | | | | | |
878 | Still one in life and one in death | | | | | | | |
879 | How blest the sacred tie that binds | | | | | | | |
880 | Let party names no more | | | | | | | |
881 | Try us, O God, and search the ground | | | | | | | |
882 | Kindred in Christ, for his dear sake | | | | | | | |
883 | How sweet, how heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
884 | O Word of God Incarnate | | | | | | | |
885 | Lamp of our feet, whereby we trace | | | | | | | |
886 | There is a book who runs may read | | | | | | | |
887 | Hail, sacred truth, whose piercing rays | | | | | | | |
888 | Bright was the guiding star that led | | | | | | | |
889 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
890 | The Law commands and makes us know | | | | | | | |
891 | Let every mortal ear attend | | | | | | | |
892 | God, in the gospel of His Son | | | | | | | |
893 | 'Twas by an order from the Lord | | | | | | | |
894 | How shall the young secure their hearts | | | | | | | |
895 | O Lord, Thy perfect word | | | | | | | |
896 | Behold, the lofty sky | | | | | | | |
897 | The heavens declare Thy glory, Lord | | | | | | | |
898 | Behold, the morning sun | | | | | | | |
899 | The starry firmament on high | | | | | | | |
900 | The Spirit breathes upon the word | | | | | | | |