# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
292a | Master, no offering, Costly and sweet | | | | | | | |
292b | Master, no offering, costly and sweet | | | | | | | |
293 | Made of one blood with all on earth who dwell | | | | | | | |
294 | City of God, how broad and far | | | | | | | |
295 | Behold us, Lord, a little space | | | | | | | |
296 | Go, labor on; spend and be spent | | | | | | | |
297 | Oh, still in accents sweet and strong | | | | | | | |
298 | Lord, lead the way the Saviour went | | | | | | | |
299 | He that goeth forth with weeping | | | | | | | |
300 | A charge to keep I have | | | | | | | |
301 | Sow in the morn thy seed | | | | | | | |
302 | Lord! from far-severed climes we come | | | | | | | |
303 | Thine are all the gifts, O God | | | | | | | |
304a | We are living, we are dwelling | | | | | | | |
304b | We are living, we are dwelling In a grand and awful time | | | | | | | |
305 | From age to age they gather | | | | | | | |
306 | Hope on, hope on! the golden days | | | | | | | |
307 | Workman of God! oh, lose not heart | | | | | | | |
308 | Heav'n is here, where hymns of gladness | | | | | | | |
309 | Hark! the voice of Jesus calling | | | | | | | |
310 | God of the earnest heart | | | | | | | |
311 | O God of mercy, God of might | | | | | | | |
312 | Must Jesus bear the cross alone | | | | | | | |
313 | Christian, work for Jesus | | | | | | | |
314 | Let us, brothers, let us gladly | | | | | | | |
315 | Oh, for a thousand tongues to sing | | | | | | | |
316 | Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
317 | Christian, rise, and act thy creed | | | | | | | |
318 | When thy heart with joy o'erflowing | | | | | | | |
319 | We give Thee but Thine own | | | | | | | |
320 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
321 | Thy kingdom come--on bended knee | | | | | | | |
322 | Work for the night is coming | | | | | | | |
323 | I live for those who love me | | | | | | | |
324 | Rescue the perishing, care for the dying | | | | | | | |
325 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
326 | Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning | | | | | | | |
327 | Now be the Gospel banner | | | | | | | |
328 | The morning light is breaking | | | | | | | |
329 | Fling out the banner! let it float | | | | | | | |
330 | Hail to the Lord's anointed | | | | | | | |
331 | On the mountain's top appearing | | | | | | | |
332 | Watchman, tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
333 | O Zion, haste, thy mission high fulfilling | | | | | | | |
334 | Ye Christian heralds, go proclaim | | | | | | | |
335 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
336 | Christ for the world we sing | | | | | | | |
337 | Look from Thy sphere of endless day | | | | | | | |
338 | Lord! while for all mankind we pray | | | | | | | |
339 | Saints of God! the dawn is bright'ning | | | | | | | |
340 | Send Thou, O Lord, to every place | | | | | | | |
341a | Our country's voice is pleading | | | | | | | |
341b | Our country's voice is pleading | | | | | | | |
342a | Hark! hark, my soul! Angelic songs | | | | | | | |
342b | Hark! hark, my soul! Angelic songs | | | | | | | |
343a | The world is very evil | | | | | | | |
343b | Brief life is here our portion | | | | | | | |
343c | For thee, O dear, dear country | | | | | | | |
343d | Jerusalem the golden | | | | | | | |
344 | For all thy saints who from their labors rest | | | | | | | |
345 | We would see Jesus; for the shadows lengthen | | | | | | | |
346 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
347 | The Homeland! O the Homeland! | | | | | | | |
348 | O Paradise, O Paradise | | | | | | | |
349 | O Mother dear, Jerusalem! | | | | | | | |
350 | Lead, kindly Light, amid th' encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
351 | We are but strangers here | | | | | | | |
352 | The sands of time are sinking | | | | | | | |
353 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
354 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
355 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
356 | Let saints on earth in concert sing | | | | | | | |
357 | Safely, safely gathered in | | | | | | | |
358 | One sweetly solemn thought | | | | | | | |
359 | "For ever with the Lord!" | | | | | | | |
360 | Life has many a pleasant hour | | | | | | | |
361 | I would not live alway; I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
362 | Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
363 | The grave itself a garden is | | | | | | | |
364 | When morning gilds the skies | | | | | | | |
365 | Still, still with Thee, when purple morning breaketh | | | | | | | |
366 | Ev'ry morning mercies new | | | | | | | |
367 | Lord, in the morning Thou shalt hear | | | | | | | |
368 | Christ, whose glory fills the skies | | | | | | | |
369 | New every morning is the love | | | | | | | |
370 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | | | |
371 | Sweetly the holy hymn | | | | | | | |
372 | Awake, and sing the song | | | | | | | |
373 | All praise to Thee, my God, this night | | | | | | | |
374 | Now God be with us, for the night is closing | | | | | | | |
375 | The day is past and over | | | | | | | |
376 | The day is gently sinking to a close | | | | | | | |
377 | Now the day is over | | | | | | | |
378 | Our day of praise is done | | | | | | | |
379a | Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear | | | | | | | |
379b | Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear | | | | | | | |
380 | The shadows of the evening hours | | | | | | | |
381 | Day is dying in the west | | | | | | | |
382 | Softly now the light of day | | | | | | | |
383 | Holy Father, cheer our way | | | | | | | |