# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
801 | Descend, celestial Dove | | | | | | | |
802 | Let plenteous grace descend on those | | | | | | | |
803 | See how the willing converts trace | | | | | | | |
804 | With willing hearts we tread | | | | | | | |
805 | Saviour, thy law we love | | | | | | | |
806 | Blest Saviour, we thy will obey | | | | | | | |
807 | Come in, thou blessèd of the Lord! | | | | | | | |
808 | Brethren in Christ, and well beloved | | | | | | | |
809 | Lord, we adore thy wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
810 | Ye men and angels, witness now | | | | | | | |
811 | Kindred in Christ, for his dear sake | | | | | | | |
812 | Believing souls, of Christ beloved | | | | | | | |
813 | 'Twas on that dark and doleful night | | | | | | | |
814 | Father, we wait to feel thy grace | | | | | | | |
815 | Sitting around our Father's board | | | | | | | |
816 | Now let our mournful songs record | | | | | | | |
817 | How condescending and how kind | | | | | | | |
818 | Ours is a rich and royal feast | | | | | | | |
819 | Thou great Redeemer, dying Lamb | | | | | | | |
820 | Oft we, alas, forget the love | | | | | | | |
821 | While we remember thee | | | | | | | |
822 | Breaking bread in love together | | | | | | | |
823 | Coming Saviour, now in faith | | | | | | | |
824 | Meeting in the Saviour's name | | | | | | | |
825 | Jesus invites his saints | | | | | | | |
826 | Ye foll'wers of the Prince of Peace | | | | | | | |
827 | Come, Saviour, let thy tokens prove | | | | | | | |
828 | With Jesus in our midst | | | | | | | |
829 | The blest memorials of thy grief | | | | | | | |
830 | Brethren, come, our Saviour bids us | | | | | | | |
831 | According to Thy gracious word | | | | | | | |
832 | Let vain pursuits and vain desires | | | | | | | |
833 | Remember thee, redeeming Lord! | | | | | | | |
834 | Deep in our hearts let us record | | | | | | | |
835 | At thy command, our dearest Lord | | | | | | | |
836 | If human kindness meets return | | | | | | | |
837 | Bread of heaven, on thee we feed | | | | | | | |
838 | Come, gracious Saviour, come | | | | | | | |
839 | And are we now brought near to God | | | | | | | |
840 | Thy broken body, gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
841 | In that sad, memorable night | | | | | | | |
842 | Jesus, all-redeeming Lord | | | | | | | |
843 | From the table now retiring | | | | | | | |
844 | How blest the sacred tie that binds | | | | | | | |
845 | Sweet is the love that mutual glows | | | | | | | |
846 | Jesus, Lord, we look to thee | | | | | | | |
847 | Try us, O God, and search the ground | | | | | | | |
848 | Jesus, united by thy grace | | | | | | | |
849 | Our God is love; and all his saints | | | | | | | |
850 | From whence doth this union arise | | | | | | | |
851 | While in the world we still remain | | | | | | | |
852 | Great the joy when Christians meet | | | | | | | |
853 | Christians, brethren, ere we part | | | | | | | |
854 | When shall we meet again | | | | | | | |
855 | How sweet, how heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
856 | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
857 | Brethren, let us walk together | | | | | | | |
858 | Lo, what an entertaining sight | | | | | | | |
859 | Behold, how good a thing | | | | | | | |
860 | Who can tell how good and pleasant | | | | | | | |
861 | Again, from calm and sweet repose | | | | | | | |
862 | To thee let my first off'rings rise | | | | | | | |
863 | Forth in thy name, O Lord, I go | | | | | | | |
864 | We lift our hearts to thee | | | | | | | |
865 | Lord of my life! O, may thy praise | | | | | | | |
866 | Behold the morning sun | | | | | | | |
867 | O, how shall I repay | | | | | | | |
868 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | | | |
869 | The night is past and gone | | | | | | | |
870 | Thou that dost my life prolong | | | | | | | |
871 | Great God, to thee my evening song | | | | | | | |
872 | Now from the altar of our hearts | | | | | | | |
873 | Another day has fled | | | | | | | |
874 | Inspirer and hearer of prayer | | | | | | | |
875 | Now from labor and from care | | | | | | | |
876 | Blessèd be thy name forever | | | | | | | |
877 | The mellow eve is gliding | | | | | | | |
878 | Thus far the Lord has led me on | | | | | | | |
879 | See, daylight is fading o'er earth and o'er ocean | | | | | | | |
880 | Still evening comes, with gentle shade | | | | | | | |
881 | Glory to thee, our God, this night | | | | | | | |
882 | Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray | | | | | | | |
883 | Saviour, breathe an evening blessing | | | | | | | |
884 | O Lord, another day is flown | | | | | | | |
885 | Come, let us strike our harps afresh | | | | | | | |
886 | Blest are the sons of peace | | | | | | | |
887 | The daily favors of my God | | | | | | | |
888 | My God, how endless is thy love! | | | | | | | |
889 | While thee I seek, protecting Power | | | | | | | |
890 | I and my house will serve the Lord | | | | | | | |
891 | When morning's first and hallowed ray | | | | | | | |
892 | Gracious God, our children see | | | | | | | |
893 | When through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming | | | | | | | |
894 | Our little bark, on boist'rous seas | | | | | | | |
895 | Tossed upon life's raging billow | | | | | | | |
896 | The billows swell, the winds are high | | | | | | | |
897 | Prayer may be sweet in cottage homes | | | | | | | |
898 | Jesus, at thy command | | | | | | | |
899 | God of the seas, thine awful voice | | | | | | | |
900 | Glory to thee, whose powerful word | | | | | | | |