# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
801 | Still hope, still act, Be sure that life | | | | | | | |
802 | Lord Jesus, come; for here | PASTORAL | | | | | | |
803 | Sow in the morn thy seed | | | | | | | |
804 | Hush the loud cannon's roar | | | | | | | |
805 | No field of vict'ry won | | | | | | | |
806 | We come to thee, O God | | | | | | | |
807 | I hear the voice of woe | | | | | | | |
808 | Lord, from thy blessed throne | | | | | | | |
809 | Let the still air rejoice | | | | | | | |
810 | Trump of glad jubilee | SUDBURY | | | | | | |
811 | Jesus, our Lord, descend | | | | | | | |
812 | Joy to those that serve the Lord | | | | | | | |
813 | Lord, deliver; Thou canst save | BURNHAM | | | | | | |
814 | Give as God hath given thee | | | | | | | |
815 | Hark, the voice of choral song | | | | | | | |
816 | He that goeth forth with weeping | DINSMOOR | | | | | | |
817 | Toiling in the earthly vineyard | | | | | | | |
818 | Earth is waking, day is breaking | | | | | | | |
819 | Pillows, we with tears of anguish | | | | | | | |
820 | Mighty One, whose name is holy | | | | | | | |
821 | Years are coming, speed them onward | | | | | | | |
822 | Hark, the sounds of joy and gladness | | | | | | | |
823 | Now, host with host assembling | ASTORIA | | | | | | |
824 | How long shall virtue languish | | | | | | | |
825 | The temperance cause forever | | | | | | | |
826 | The morn of peace is beaming | | | | | | | |
827 | The happy day is dawning | | | | | | | |
828 | No war nor battle's sound was heard | MILTON | | | | | | |
829 | No sound of deadly strife | | | | | | | |
830 | God's angels, not only on high do they sing | PORTUGUESE HYMN | | | | | | |
831 | Be firm and be faithful, desert not | LYONS | | | | | | |
832 | Let children hear the mighty deeds | | | | | | | |
833 | Ye hearts with youthful vigor warm | | | | | | | |
834 | Ye joyous ones, upon whose brow | NEW HAVEN | | | | | | |
835 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | WOBURN | | | | | | |
836 | How shall the young secure their hearts | | | | | | | |
837 | What blest examples do I find | | | | | | | |
838 | O say not, think not, heavenly notes | | | | | | | |
839 | When children give their hearts to God | | | | | | | |
840 | Dear Jesus ever at my side, How loving must | | | | | | | |
841 | In the glad morn of life, when youth | | | | | | | |
842 | How doth the little busy bee | | | | | | | |
843 | Teach us, O Lord, we earnest pray | | | | | | | |
844 | See Israel's gentle Shepherd stand | WOODSTOCK | | | | | | |
845 | Farewell, dear friends, a long farewell | | | | | | | |
846 | Death has been here, and borne away | | | | | | | |
847 | We are but young, yet we may sing | HOPE | | | | | | |
848 | Great God, and wilt thou condescend | | | | | | | |
849 | While yet the youthful spirit bears | | | | | | | |
850 | In Israel's fane by silent night | HASTINGS | | | | | | |
851 | From year to year in love we meet | | | | | | | |
852 | We come our Sabbath hymn to raise | | | | | | | |
853 | Father, once more let grateful praise | | | | | | | |
854 | Lord, let thy kingdom come | THAYER | | | | | | |
855 | From earliest dawn of life | | | | | | | |
856 | Sweet is the time of spring | | | | | | | |
857 | The praises of my tongue | WESTMINSTER | | | | | | |
858 | God of mercy, hear our prayer | | | | | | | |
859 | To thy temple I repair | | | | | | | |
860 | We come, O God, with gladness | | | | | | | |
861 | O come in life's gay morning | | | | | | | |
862 | The seraphs bright are hovering | | | | | | | |
863 | When, his salvation bringing | | | | | | | |
864 | We have met in peace together | IVES | | | | | | |
865 | Jesus, tender shepherd, hear us | | | | | | | |
866 | Lord, a little band, and lowly | | | | | | | |
867 | Saviour, who thy flock art feeding | MINER | | | | | | |
868 | God of mercy and of wisdom | | | | | | | |
869 | Childhood, bring thy free oblation | TAYLOR | | | | | | |
870 | One sweet flower has drooped and faded | | | | | | | |
871 | With grateful hearts, with joyful tongues | | | | | | | |
872 | Faith of our fathers, living still | WHITTEMORE | | | | | | |
873 | Like Isr'l's hosts to exile driven | | | | | | | |
874 | Like Isael's tribes on Egypt's flood | DRESDEN | | | | | | |
875 | Thy name we bless, almighty God | | | | | | | |
876 | In pleasant lands have fallen the lines | | | | | | | |
877 | Even he, who lit the stars of old | LAVINIA | | | | | | |
878 | Our fathers, Lord, to seek a spot | | | | | | | |
879 | O guard our shores form every foe | | | | | | | |
880 | God bless our native land | CREDO | | | | | | |
881 | Gone are those great and good | | | | | | | |
882 | My country, 'tis of thee | | | | | | | |
883 | Loud raise the notes of joy | | | | | | | |
884 | God of our fathers, at this holy hour | SAVANNAH | | | | | | |
885 | Great God, we sing that mighty hand | SEASONS | | | | | | |
886 | Great God, let all our tuneful powers | | | | | | | |
887 | Eternal source of every joy | | | | | | | |
888 | The spring, the joyous spring is come | | | | | | | |
889 | The harvest song we would repeat | | | | | | | |
890 | God of the year, with songs of praise | | | | | | | |
891 | 'Tis by thy strength the mountains stand | | | | | | | |
892 | When verdure clothes the fertile vale | | | | | | | |
893 | How glad the tone when summer's sun | LYME | | | | | | |
894 | To praise the ever-bounteousLord | | | | | | | |
895 | Stern winter throws his icy chains | | | | | | | |
896 | And now, my soul another year | VESPER | | | | | | |
897 | Great God, at thy command | | | | | | | |
898 | Good is the heavenly King | | | | | | | |
899 | Rejoice, the Lord is King | TRIUMPH | | | | | | |
900 | Lord of the world below | | | | | | | |