# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
401 | Days and moments quickly flying | | | | | | | |
402 | Brightest and best of the sons of the morning | | | | | | | |
403 | Who shall the Lord's elect condemn? | | | | | | | |
404 | No change of time shall ever shock | | | | | | | |
405 | Look from Thy sphere of endless day | | | | | | | |
406 | Rise, crowned with light, imperial Salem, rise! | | | | | | | |
407 | Our country's voice is pleading | | | | | | | |
408 | Awake, Thou Spirit, who didst fire | | | | | | | |
409 | My God, accept my heart this day | | | | | | | |
410 | Thine forever! God of love | | | | | | | |
411 | The saints of earth and those above | | | | | | | |
412 | Hark! the Church proclaims her honor | | | | | | | |
413 | Our heavenly Father, hear | | | | | | | |
414 | The Saviour kindly calls | | | | | | | |
415 | This child we dedicate to Thee | | | | | | | |
416 | Now Christ, the very Son of God | | | | | | | |
417 | Father, who hast created all | | | | | | | |
418 | 'Twas on that dark, that doleful night | | | | | | | |
419 | At Thy command, our dearest Lord | | | | | | | |
420 | O Jesus! bruised and wounded more | | | | | | | |
421 | Draw nigh and take the body of the Lord | | | | | | | |
422 | O living Bread from heaven | | | | | | | |
423 | My God, and is Thy table spread? | | | | | | | |
424 | An awful mystery is here | | | | | | | |
425 | Thy table I approach | | | | | | | |
426 | Invited, Lord, by boundless grace | | | | | | | |
427 | My hope is built on nothing less | | | | | | | |
428 | I do not come because my soul | | | | | | | |
429 | Jesus, Thou art mine forever | | | | | | | |
430 | Thy way, not mine, O Lord | | | | | | | |
431 | What a Friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
432 | The Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want | | | | | | | |
433 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
434 | Saviour! I follow on | | | | | | | |
435 | Jesus! be our Guide | | | | | | | |
436 | Lord! 'tis not that I did choose Thee | | | | | | | |
437 | O blest the house, whate'er befall | | | | | | | |
438 | The voice that breathed o'er Eden | | | | | | | |
439 | Thrice happy souls, who, born of heaven | | | | | | | |
440 | Seeing I am Jesus' lamb | | | | | | | |
441 | Lamb of God, I look to Thee | | | | | | | |
442 | Swell the anthem, raise the song | | | | | | | |
443 | Lord! while for all mankind we pray | | | | | | | |
444 | O bless, Thou heavenly Potentate | | | | | | | |
445 | Praise to God, immortal praise | | | | | | | |
446 | What our Father does is well | | | | | | | |
447 | Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish | | | | | | | |
448 | Nearer, my God, to Thee | | | | | | | |
449 | Why do we mourn departing friends | | | | | | | |
450 | O Paradise! O Paradise! | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal has not been proofed - data may be incomplete or incorrect]