# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
855 | O Lord, who by thy presence hast made light | | | | | | | |
856 | Softly now the light of day | | | | | | | |
857 | The day is gently sinking to a close | | | | | | | |
858 | Inspirer and hearer of prayer | | | | | | | |
859a | The day is past and over | | | | | | | |
859b | The day is past and over | | | | | | | |
860 | At even ere the sun was set | | | | | | | |
861 | Great God, who knowest each man's need | | | | | | | |
862 | My God, how endless [lasting] is thy love | | | | | | | |
863 | God of the sunlight hours, how sad | | | | | | | |
864 | Hail, tranquil hour of closing day | | | | | | | |
865 | The swift declining day | | | | | | | |
866 | Tomorrow, Lord, is thine | | | | | | | |
867 | Glory to thee, my [our] God [O Lord], this night [day] | | | | | | | |
868 | The radiant morn hath passed away | | | | | | | |
869 | The day, O Lord, is spent | | | | | | | |
870 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
871 | Hear thy children, gentle Jesus, while we breathe | | | | | | | |
872 | Tarry with me, O my Savior | | | | | | | |
873 | Vainly through night's weary [lonely] hours | | | | | | | |
874 | Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear | | | | | | | |
875 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
876 | Savior, breathe an evening blessing | | | | | | | |
877 | Harp, awake, tell out the story | | | | | | | |
878 | Standing at the portal of the opening year | | | | | | | |
879 | Time is winging us away | | | | | | | |
880 | Come, let us anew our journey pursue, Roll round | | | | | | | |
881 | Great God, we sing that mighty hand | | | | | | | |
882 | While with ceaseless [careless] course the sun | | | | | | | |
883 | Break, new born year, on glad eyes, break | | | | | | | |
884 | Summer suns are glowing | | | | | | | |
885 | Eternal source of every joy | | | | | | | |
886 | Come, ye [you] thankful people, come | | | | | | | |
887 | To thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise, in hymns of adoration | | | | | | | |
888 | Earth below is teeming | | | | | | | |
889 | Praise, O praise the Lord of harvest | | | | | | | |
890 | Here we, today, admist our flowers | | | | | | | |
891 | The God of harvest praise | | | | | | | |
892 | Christ by heavenly hosts adored | | | | | | | |
893 | Praise, O praise our God and King | | | | | | | |
894 | Mighty God [Lord] while angels bless [praise] thee | | | | | | | |
895 | We plough [plow] the fields and scatter | | | | | | | |
896 | Praise to God, immortal praise | | | | | | | |
897 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
898 | Dread Jehovah, God of nations | | | | | | | |
899 | God bless our native land, Firm may she | | | | | | | |
900 | Great King of nations, hear our prayer | | | | | | | |
901 | God, the all terrible, King, [Thou], who ordainest | | | | | | | |
902 | O God, beneath thy [your] guiding hand | | | | | | | |
903 | When through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming | | | | | | | |
904 | Star of peace to wanderers weary [dreary] | | | | | | | |
905 | Eternal Father, strong to save, whose arm | | | | | | | |
906 | O Lord, be with us when we sail | | | | | | | |
907 | Tossed upon life's raging billow | | | | | | | |
908 | Safe upon the billowy deep | | | | | | | |
909 | O love divine and golden, Mysterious depth | | | | | | | |
910 | How welcome was the call | | | | | | | |
911 | To thee, O Father, throned on high | | | | | | | |
912 | All is bright and cheerful round us | | | | | | | |
913 | Lord, we bring no costly offering | | | | | | | |
914 | Here, Lord, we offer thee all that is fairest | CLARE MARKET | | | | | | |
915 | Thine are all the gifts, O God | | | | | | | |
916 | Once in royal David's city stood a lowly cattle shed | | | | | | | |
917 | Lamb of God, I look to thee | | | | | | | |
918 | In his own raiment clad | | | | | | | |
919 | Come see the place where Jesus lay, And hear the angelic | | | | | | | |
920 | The God of love my Shepherd is, my gracious constant guide | | | | | | | |
921 | We are soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
922 | Around the throne of God a band | | | | | | | |
923 | Onward and up, as pilgrims marching ever | | | | | | | |
924 | Above the clear blue sky, In heaven's serene | | | | | | | |
925 | Every morning the red sun rises | | | | | | | |
926 | Jesus is our Shepherd, wiping every tear | | | | | | | |
927 | Sweet the lesson [lessons] Jesus taught | | | | | | | |
928 | Like a cradle rocking, rocking | | | | | | | |
929 | Sweetly sing the love of Jesus | | | | | | | |
930 | Jesus, King of glory | | | | | | | |
931 | March, march onward, soldiers true | | | | | | | |
932 | The beautiful bright sunshine | | | | | | | |
933 | Jesus, meek and gentle | | | | | | | |
934 | Far, far away, there's a many mansioned dwelling | | | | | | | |
935 | One [A] sweetly [sweet] solemn thought comes to me o'er and o'er | | | | | | | |
936 | Rest for the toiling hand | | | | | | | |
937 | A few more years shall roll | | | | | | | |
938 | No, no, it is not dying | | | | | | | |
939 | Forever with the Lord [our God], amen, so let it be | | | | | | | |
940 | It is not death to die | | | | | | | |
941 | Servant of God, well done, rest | | | | | | | |
942 | Lord, it is not life to live, If thy presence thou deny | | | | | | | |
943 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
944 | How blest the righteous when he dies | | | | | | | |
945 | Unvail [Unveil] thy bosom, faithful tomb | | | | | | | |
946 | Go to the grave in all thy glorious prime | | | | | | | |
947 | With silence only as their benediction | | | | | | | |
948 | Blest are they in Christ departed | | | | | | | |
949 | Darling child, in slumber seeming | | | | | | | |
950 | Let no hopeless tears be shed | | | | | | | |
951a | Gentle Shepherd, thou hast stilled | | | | | | | |
951b | Gentle Shepherd, thou hast stilled | | | | | | | |
952 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |