# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
77b | What shall I render to my God | | | | | | | |
78 | O joyful thought! O rapturous sound! | | | | | | | |
79 | My tho'ts surmount those lower skies | | | | | | | |
80a | Come, let us join our cheerful songs | | | | | | | |
80b | Lo! what an entertaining sight | | | | | | | |
81a | Rejoice, ye rigthteous, in the Lord | | | | | | | |
81b | Come, Lord, and warm each languid heart | | | | | | | |
82 | Whilst thee I seek, protecting Power! | | | | | | | |
83a | My Saviour, my almighty friend | | | | | | | |
83b | This is the day the Lord hath made | | | | | | | |
84 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
85 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
86a | Happy the heart where graces reign | | | | | | | |
86b | Let saints on earth their anthems raise | | | | | | | |
87 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
87a | Deal gently, Lord, with souls sincere | | | | | | | |
88 | How did my heart rejoice to hear | | | | | | | |
89a | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
89b | I'm not ashamed to own my Lord | | | | | | | |
90a | I'm not ashamed to own my Lord | | | | | | | |
90b | Where'er I turn my gazing eyes | | | | | | | |
91a | Arise, my soul, my joyful pow'rs | | | | | | | |
91b | Our land, O Lord, with songs of praise | | | | | | | |
92a | Eternal Wisdom! thee we praise | | | | | | | |
92b | On Jordan's stormy banks I stand | | | | | | | |
93 | Sweet was the time, when first I felt | | | | | | | |
94a | What shall I render to my God | | | | | | | |
94b | Forever blessed be the Lord | | | | | | | |
95a | Joy is a fruit that will not grow | | | | | | | |
95b | How sweet and awful is the place | | | | | | | |
96a | O Thou, from whom all goodness flows | | | | | | | |
96b | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
97a | Save me, O God; the swelling floods | | | | | | | |
97b | Lord, what is man, poor feeble man | | | | | | | |
98a | Return, O God of love, return! | | | | | | | |
98b | To God I made my sorrows known | | | | | | | |
99a | Hark! from the tombs, a doleful sound | | | | | | | |
99b | Life is a span, a fleeting hour | | | | | | | |
100a | Now let our drooping hearts revive | | | | | | | |
100b | And let this feeble body fail | | | | | | | |
101a | Let this vain world engage no more | | | | | | | |
101b | When shall my drooping spirits rise | | | | | | | |
102a | Must friends and kindred droop and die | | | | | | | |
102b | O God of mercy, hear my call | | | | | | | |
103a | Help, Lord, for men of virtue fail | | | | | | | |
103b | Return, O God of love, return | | | | | | | |
104 | Now let our mourning hearts revive | | | | | | | |
105a | Let this vain world engage no more | | | | | | | |
105b | O God of mercy, hear my call | | | | | | | |
106a | Be thou, O God, exalted high | | | | | | | |
106b | Life is the time to serve the Lord | | | | | | | |
107 | In robes of judgment, lo! he comes! | | | | | | | |
108a | Now to the Lord a noble song | | | | | | | |
108b | Thy goodness, Lord, doth crown the year | | | | | | | |
109a | Ye nations round the earth, rejoice | | | | | | | |
109b | At anchor laid, remote from home | | | | | | | |
110a | Hark! how the choral song of heaven | | | | | | | |
110b | My heart is fix'd on thee, my God | | | | | | | |
111 | Another six days' work is done | | | | | | | |
112 | We bless the Lord, the just and good | | | | | | | |
113 | We bless the Lord, the just, the good | | | | | | | |
114a | Thus far the Lord hath led me on | | | | | | | |
114b | Loud, swell the pealing organ's notes | | | | | | | |
115a | Great God, whose universal sway | | | | | | | |
115b | There is a stream whose gentle flow | | | | | | | |
116a | Great Light of life! thou nature's Lord | | | | | | | |
116b | Ye nations round the earth, rejoice | | | | | | | |
117a | At anchor laid, remote from home | | | | | | | |
117b | Glory to thee, my God, this night | | | | | | | |
118 | The flowery spring at God's command | | | | | | | |
119 | Oh, for a sight--a pleasing sight | | | | | | | |
120 | Up to the hills I lift mine eyes | | | | | | | |
121a | The God of my salvation lives | | | | | | | |
121b | So fades the lovely blooming flow'r | | | | | | | |
122 | With glory clad--with strength array'd | | | | | | | |
123a | Awake, my soul, to hymns of praise | | | | | | | |
123b | The heav'ns declare thy glory, Lord | | | | | | | |
124a | For thee, O God, our constant praise | | | | | | | |
124b | Return, my soul, and sweetly rest | | | | | | | |
125 | Ye nations round the earth, rejoice | | | | | | | |
126 | O render thanks to God above | | | | | | | |
127a | Lord, when thou didst ascend on high | | | | | | | |
127b | My dear Redeemer and my Lord | | | | | | | |
128a | Give to our God immortal praise | | | | | | | |
128b | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
129a | Behold the rose of Sharon, here | | | | | | | |
129b | O come, loud anthems let us sing | | | | | | | |
130a | Again, my tongue thy silence break | | | | | | | |
130b | The trump of Israel's jubilee | | | | | | | |
131a | To God the great, the ever bless'd | | | | | | | |
131b | To Jesus, our exalted Lord | | | | | | | |
132 | O for a sweet, inspiring ray | | | | | | | |
133a | Jehovah reigns, enthroned on high | | | | | | | |
133b | Say, how may earth and heav'n unite | | | | | | | |
134a | With all my pow'rs of heart and tongue | | | | | | | |
134b | Praise ye the Lord, exalt his name | | | | | | | |
135 | Lord, in thy great, thy glorious name | | | | | | | |
136 | Great Source of life, our souls confess | | | | | | | |
137a | How sweetly flow'd the gospel's sound | | | | | | | |
137b | Now for a tune of lofty praise | | | | | | | |