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1 | For thy mercy and thy grace | | | | | | | |
2 | Kindly spring again is here | | | | | | | |
3 | Lift your hidden faces | | | | | | | |
4 | Spring has now unwrapped the flowers | | | | | | | |
5 | Spring bursts today | | | | | | | |
6 | The year’s at the spring | | | | | | | |
7 | Summer suns are glowing | | | | | | | |
8 | The summer days are coming again | | | | | | | |
9 | Come, ye thankful people, come | | | | | | | |
10 | Fair waved the golden corn | | | | | | | |
11 | Fields of corn, give up your ears | | | | | | | |
12 | Let us with a gladsome mind | | | | | | | |
13 | To thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise | | | | | | | |
14 | We plow the fields, and scatter | | | | | | | |
15 | The year is swiftly waning | | | | | | | |
16 | Tis winter now; the fallen snow | | | | | | | |
17 | All the scenes of nature quicken | | | | | | | |
18 | By the breadth of the blue | | | | | | | |
19 | Hark, my soul! how everything | | | | | | | |
20 | Thou art, O God, the life and light | | | | | | | |
21 | When spring unlocks the flowers | | | | | | | |
22 | Most glorious Lord of life, that on this day | | | | | | | |
23 | This is the day the Lord hath made | | | | | | | |
24 | At thy feet, O Christ, we lay | | | | | | | |
25 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | | | |
26 | Christ, whose glory fills the skies | | | | | | | |
27 | Come, thou bright and morning star | | | | | | | |
28 | Father, we praise thee, now the night is over | | | | | | | |
29 | Forth in thy name, O Lord, I go | | | | | | | |
30 | Morning has broken | | | | | | | |
31 | New every morning is the love | | | | | | | |
32 | Now the morn new light is pouring | | | | | | | |
33 | O splendor of God’s glory bright | | | | | | | |
34 | So here hath been dawning | | | | | | | |
35 | The splendors of thy glory, Lord | | | | | | | |
36 | When virgin morn doth call thee to arise | | | | | | | |
37 | Ye clouds and darkness, hosts of night | | | | | | | |
38 | You that have spent the silent night | | | | | | | |
39 | Behold us, Lord, a little space | | | | | | | |
40 | Blest are the moments, doubly blest | | | | | | | |
41 | And now the wants are told, that brought | | | | | | | |
42 | At even, ere the sun was set | | | | | | | |
43 | Behold the sun, that seemed but now | | | | | | | |
44 | Creator of the earth and sky | | | | | | | |
45 | Glory to thee, my God, this night | | | | | | | |
46 | God, that madest earth and heaven | | | | | | | |
47 | Holy Father, cheer our way | | | | | | | |
48 | Now God be with us | | | | | | | |
49 | Now the day is over | | | | | | | |
50 | O gladsome light, O grace | | | | | | | |
51 | O Trinity of blessed Light | | | | | | | |
52 | Round me falls the night | | | | | | | |
53 | Savior, again to thy dear name we raise | | | | | | | |
54 | Savior, shed an evening blessing | | | | | | | |
55 | Sun of my soul, thou Savior dear | | | | | | | |
56 | The day thou gavest, Lord, is ended | | | | | | | |
57 | The duteous day now closeth | | | | | | | |
58 | The night is come like to the day | | | | | | | |
59 | Ah, think not, “The Lord delayeth’ | | | | | | | |
60 | Christ is the world’s true Light | | | | | | | |
61 | Hark, a herald voice is calling | | | | | | | |
62 | Hark the glad sound! the Savior comes | | | | | | | |
63 | High o’er the lonely hills | | | | | | | |
64 | Hills of the north, rejoice | | | | | | | |
65 | Lo, he comes with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
66 | O come, O come Emmanuel | | | | | | | |
67 | On Jordan’s bank the Baptist’s cry | | | | | | | |
68 | The advent of our God | ST. THOMAS | | | | | | |
69 | With Jesus for hero, for teacher and friend | | | | | | | |
70 | A great and mighty wonder | | | | | | | |
71 | Angels, from the realms of glory | | | | | | | |
72 | Behold, the great Creator makes | | | | | | | |
73 | Christians, awake! salute the happy morn | | | | | | | |
74 | Hark, the herald angels sing | | | | | | | |
75 | In the bleak midwinter | | | | | | | |
76 | It came upon the midnight clear | | | | | | | |
77 | It was the calm and silent night | | | | | | | |
78 | O come, all ye faithful | | | | | | | |
79 | O little town of Bethlehem | | | | | | | |
80 | The holy Son of God most high | | | | | | | |
81 | Thou whose birth on earth | | | | | | | |
82 | While shepherds watched their flocks by night | | | | | | | |
83 | As with gladness men of old | | | | | | | |
84 | Bethlehem, of noblest cities | | | | | | | |
85 | Brightest and best of the sons of the morning | | | | | | | |
86 | By weary stages | | | | | | | |
87 | Hail to the Lord’s Anointed | | | | | | | |
88 | Hark, how all the welkin rings | | | | | | | |
89 | Hearts at Christmas time | | | | | | | |
90 | How brightly beams the Morning Star | | | | | | | |
91 | In Asia born, from Asia hailed | | | | | | | |
92 | Love came down at Christmas | | | | | | | |
93 | O worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness | | | | | | | |
94 | The greatness of God in his love has been shown | | | | | | | |
95 | The Lord is come! On Syrian soil | | | | | | | |
96 | The race that long in darkness pined | | | | | | | |
97 | Forty days and forty nights | | | | | | | |
98 | Now quit your care | | | | | | | |
99 | Ah, holy Jesus, how hast thou offended | | | | | | | |
100 | Be thou my guardian and my guide | | | | | | | |