# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
476c | Eternal, spotless Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
477 | See how great a flame aspires | | | | | | | |
478a | Jesus the Conqueror reigns | | | | | | | |
478b | Urge on your rapid course | | | | | | | |
479 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
480 | Arm of the Lord, awake, awake! | | | | | | | |
481 | Jesus, from thy heav'nly place | | | | | | | |
482 | Happy soul, who sees the day | | | | | | | |
483 | Glory to God, whose sovereign grace | | | | | | | |
484 | Father of me and all mankind | | | | | | | |
485 | All glory to God in the sky | | | | | | | |
486 | Father, our hearts we lift | | | | | | | |
487 | All hail! happy day | | | | | | | |
488 | Shepherds rejoice, lift up your eyes | | | | | | | |
489 | While shepherds watch'd their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
490 | Hark! the herald-angels sing | | | | | | | |
491 | Mortals awake, with angels join | | | | | | | |
492 | Come let us anew our journey pursue | | | | | | | |
493 | The Lord of earth and sky | | | | | | | |
494 | Sing to the great Jehovah's praise! | | | | | | | |
495 | Where is my God, my joy, my hope | | | | | | | |
496 | We lift our hearts to thee | | | | | | | |
497 | All praise to Him who dwells in bliss | | | | | | | |
498 | Giver and Guardian of my sleep | | | | | | | |
499 | When quiet in my house I sit | | | | | | | |
500 | Once more, my soul, the rising day | | | | | | | |
501 | Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray | | | | | | | |
502 | Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear | | | | | | | |
503 | See how the morning sun | | | | | | | |
504 | My God, how endless is thy love! | | | | | | | |
505 | Omnipresent God, whose aid | | | | | | | |
506 | Awake, my soul, to meet the day | | | | | | | |
507 | Now from the altar of our hearts | | | | | | | |
508 | Father to thee I lift mine eyes | | | | | | | |
509 | Thus far the Lord hath led me on | | | | | | | |
510 | O God, my God, my All thou art! | | | | | | | |
511 | God, only wise, almighty, good | | | | | | | |
512 | Father of lights, thy needful aid | | | | | | | |
513 | How shall I walk my God to please | | | | | | | |
514 | Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost | | | | | | | |
515 | Master supreme, I look to thee | | | | | | | |
516 | I and my house will serve the Lord | | | | | | | |
517a | Father of all, by whom we are | | | | | | | |
517b | Or if thou grant a longer date | | | | | | | |
518 | Captain of our salvation, take | | | | | | | |
519 | The pow'r to bless my house | | | | | | | |
520 | God of my life, to thee | | | | | | | |
521 | Away with our fears! The glad morning appears | | | | | | | |
522 | The Lord of Sabbath let us praise | | | | | | | |
523 | Our Lord is risen from the dead | | | | | | | |
524 | He dies, the Friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
525 | Ye faithful souls, who Jesus know | | | | | | | |
526 | Sweet is the work, my God, my King | | | | | | | |
527 | May I, throughout this day of thine | | | | | | | |
528 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
529 | Return, my soul, enjoy thy rest | | | | | | | |
530 | The Saviour meets his flock to-day | | | | | | | |
531 | Come, Holy Ghost, our hearts inspire | | | | | | | |
532 | Father of all, in whom alone | | | | | | | |
533 | Inspirer of the ancient seers | | | | | | | |
534 | The counsels of redeeming grace | | | | | | | |
535 | Father of mercies, in thy word | | | | | | | |
536 | Spirit of Truth, essential God | | | | | | | |
537 | Leader of faithful souls, and guide | | | | | | | |
538 | I long to behold him array'd | | | | | | | |
539 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
540 | Thou, Lord, on whom I still depend | | | | | | | |
541 | Away with our sorrow and fear | | | | | | | |
542 | We know, by faith we know | | | | | | | |
543 | The Church in her militant state | | | | | | | |
544 | Lift your eyes of faith, and see | | | | | | | |
545 | Who are these array'd in white | | | | | | | |
546 | On Jordan's stormy banks I stand | | | | | | | |
547 | My span of life will soon be done | | | | | | | |
548 | How happy is the pilgrim's lot | | | | | | | |
549 | Still out of the deepest abyss | | | | | | | |
550 | Thee we adore, Eternal Name | | | | | | | |
551a | And am I born to die? | | | | | | | |
551b | O thou that wouldst not have | | | | | | | |
552 | And am I only born to die? | | | | | | | |
553 | O God! our help in ages past | | | | | | | |
554 | And must this body die | | | | | | | |
555 | And let this feeble body fail | | | | | | | |
556 | Happy soul, thy days are ended | | | | | | | |
557 | Ah! lovely appearance of death | | | | | | | |
558 | Rejoice for a brother deceas'd | | | | | | | |
559 | 'Tis finish'd, 'tis done, the spirit is fled | | | | | | | |
560 | Hosanna to Jesus on high! | | | | | | | |
561 | Blessing, honour, thanks, and praise | | | | | | | |
562 | Why should we start and fear to die! | | | | | | | |
563 | Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound | | | | | | | |
564 | Hark! a voice divides the sky | | | | | | | |
565 | Why do we mourn for dying friends | | | | | | | |
566 | Shrinking from the cold hand of death | | | | | | | |
567 | Pass a few swiftly fleeting years | | | | | | | |
568 | The morning flowers display their sweets | | | | | | | |
569 | Again we lift our voice | | | | | | | |
570 | Vain man, thy fond pursuits forbear | | | | | | | |
571 | Thy life I read, my gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
572 | Thou Judge of quick and dead | | | | | | | |