# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
a354 | That solemn hour will come for me | | | | | | | |
a355 | My soul with joy attend | | | | | | | |
a356 | Come, we that love the Lord | | | | | | | |
a357 | Laborers of Christ arise | | | | | | | |
a358 | Jesus, the very thought of thee | | | | | | | |
a359 | What shall I render to my God | | | | | | | |
a360 | Amazing grace, how sweet the sound | | | | | | | |
a361 | Was Jesus tempted like as we | | | | | | | |
a362 | My God, the spring of all my joys | | | | | | | |
a363 | Be strong, my soul, in God most high | | | | | | | |
a364 | In the cross of Christ I glory | | | | | | | |
a365 | With my substance I will honor | | | | | | | |
a366 | Call the Lord thy sure salvation | | | | | | | |
a367 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
a368 | My Father, God! how sweet the sound | | | | | | | |
a369 | Lord, when I count thy mercies o'er | | | | | | | |
a370 | Amid the splendors of thy state | | | | | | | |
a371 | Children of the heavenly King | | | | | | | |
a372 | To thy temple we repair | | | | | | | |
a373 | Wake the song of Jubilee | | | | | | | |
a374 | Mary to the Saviour's tomb | | | | | | | |
a375 | Great God! what do I see and hear | | | | | | | |
a376 | How happy every child of grace | | | | | | | |
a377 | This is the day the Lord has made | | | | | | | |
a378 | As Jesus died and rose again | | | | | | | |
a379 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
a380 | A few more years shall roll | | | | | | | |
a381 | Oh, where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
a382 | Oh, cease, my wandering soul | | | | | | | |
a383 | Rest for the toiling hand | | | | | | | |
a384 | Oh, the bliss of loved ones resting | | | | | | | |
a385 | The time for toil is past, and night has come | | | | | | | |
a386 | Sun of my soul, thou Saviour dear | | | | | | | |
a387 | Happy the man that finds the grace | | | | | | | |
a388 | Deem not that they are blest alone | | | | | | | |
a389 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
a390 | Holy Spirit, faithful guide | | | | | | | |
a391 | Thou only Sovereign of my heart | | | | | | | |
a392 | No more, my God, I boast no more | | | | | | | |
a393 | Thy ways, O Lord, with wise design | | | | | | | |
a394 | Behold the lilies of the field | | | | | | | |
a395 | God is the refuge of his saints | | | | | | | |
a396 | Fountain of grace, rich, full and free | | | | | | | |
a397 | Thou strong and loving Son of Man | | | | | | | |
a398 | To thy pastures fair and large | | | | | | | |
a399 | As the sun doth daily rise | | | | | | | |
a400 | Come, said Jesus' sacred voice | | | | | | | |
a401 | Saviour, bless thy word to all | | | | | | | |
a402 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
a403 | Whom have we Lord in heav'n, but thee | | | | | | | |
a404 | The Lord of glory is my light | | | | | | | |
a405 | While thee, I seek, protecting power | | | | | | | |
a406 | O Lord, I would delight in thee | | | | | | | |
a407 | Though darkness turn the skies to night | | | | | | | |
a408 | Lord, I care not for riches | | | | | | | |
a409 | I would love thee, God and Father | | | | | | | |
a410 | Be not anxious for the morrow | | | | | | | |
a411 | Oh, the blessedness of learning | | | | | | | |
a412 | Jesus Christ our Lord and Savior | | | | | | | |
a413 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
a414 | Sweet meditation on the Lord | | | | | | | |
a415 | Oh, deem not they are blest alone | | | | | | | |
a416 | How gentle God's commands | | | | | | | |
a417 | Commit thou all thy griefs | | | | | | | |
a418 | Far from my heavenly home | | | | | | | |
a419 | Nearer my God to thee | | | | | | | |
a420 | Wash me, O Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
a421 | Praise to God, immortal praise | | | | | | | |
a422 | Praise, O, praise our God and King | | | | | | | |
a423 | Come, ye thankful people, come | | | | | | | |
a424 | Oh, hallowed is the land and blest | | | | | | | |
a425 | Give thanks to God, He reigns above | | | | | | | |
a426 | I thank the Lord my Maker | | | | | | | |
a427 | 'Tis by thy strength the mountains stand | | | | | | | |
a428 | Fountain of mercy, God of love | | | | | | | |
a429 | The God of harvest praise | | | | | | | |
a430 | Come, let us join our friends above | | | | | | | |
a431 | Lord, in thy presence here we meet | | | | | | | |
a432 | How sweet, how heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
a433 | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
a434 | Blest are the sons of peace | | | | | | | |
a435 | And let our bodies part | | | | | | | |
a436 | Lord, bless thy saints assembled here | | | | | | | |
a437 | Indulgent God of love and power | | | | | | | |
a438 | Lord, how delightful 'tis to see | | | | | | | |
a439 | Bless'd Redeemer, how divine | | | | | | | |
a440 | Where two or three with faithful heart | | | | | | | |
a441 | People of the living God | | | | | | | |
a442 | Hail, sweetest dearest tie that binds | | | | | | | |
a443 | When shall we meet again | | | | | | | |
a444 | Lord, at this closing hour | | | | | | | |
a445 | Lo, what a pleasing sight | | | | | | | |
a446 | What cheering words are these | | | | | | | |
a447 | It is not death to die | | | | | | | |
a448 | Speak gently to the erring ones | | | | | | | |
a449 | Listen to the gentle promptings | | | | | | | |
a450 | Broad is the road that leads to death | | | | | | | |
a451 | Behold a stranger at the door | | | | | | | |
a452 | Why sleep ye, my brethren? come, let us arise | | | | | | | |
a453 | Destruction's dang'rous road | | | | | | | |