# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
a383 | My Father, let me hear thy voice | | | | | | | |
a384 | Return, my roving heart, return | | | | | | | |
a385 | Earth has a joy unknown in heaven | | | | | | | |
a386 | O Thou, in whom the weary find | | | | | | | |
a387 | Come, all ye souls by sin oppressed | | | | | | | |
a388 | My Father! I adore | | | | | | | |
a389 | "Come!" the Saviour's voice is calling | | | | | | | |
a390 | As o'er the past my memory strays | | | | | | | |
a391 | Thou seest my feebleness | | | | | | | |
a392 | Come, wandering sheep! O come! | | | | | | | |
a393 | Voyager on life's troubled sea | | | | | | | |
a394 | Back to the world we've faithless turned | | | | | | | |
a395 | Lord, how secure and blest are they | | | | | | | |
a396 | Lord, with glowing heart I'll praise thee | | | | | | | |
a397 | Searcher of hearts, before thy face | | | | | | | |
a398 | My gracious Lord! whose changeless love | | | | | | | |
a399 | And shall I sit alone | | | | | | | |
a400 | O help us Lord! each hour of need | | | | | | | |
a401 | Return, my soul, unto thy rest | | | | | | | |
a402 | Times without number have I prayed | | | | | | | |
a403 | Lord, we have wandered from thy way | | | | | | | |
a404 | Lord, teach us how to pray aright | | | | | | | |
a405 | How long shall dreams of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
a406 | O blessed souls are they | | | | | | | |
a407 | Our sins, alas! how strong they be! | | | | | | | |
a408 | My soul before thee prostrate lies | | | | | | | |
a409 | O richly, Father, have I been | | | | | | | |
a410 | Lord, have mercy when we pray | | | | | | | |
a411 | Through thee, O Lord, we own | | | | | | | |
a412 | May I resolve, with all my heart | | | | | | | |
a413 | A charge to keep I have | | | | | | | |
a414 | To keep the lamp alive | | | | | | | |
a415 | Sweet is the bliss of souls serene | | | | | | | |
a416 | When true religion gains a place | | | | | | | |
a417 | O happy Christian, who can trust | | | | | | | |
a418 | Awake my soul! stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
a419 | Ye servants of the Lord | | | | | | | |
a420 | Away, ye ceaseless doubts and fears | | | | | | | |
a421 | Scorn not the slightest word or deed | | | | | | | |
a422 | Be thou ready, fellow-mortal | | | | | | | |
a423 | Laborers of Christ, arise | | | | | | | |
a424 | Sow in the morn thy seed | | | | | | | |
a425 | Awake, my soul! lift up thine eyes | | | | | | | |
a426 | 'T is by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
a427 | The God of glory walks his round | | | | | | | |
a428 | Children of light awake! | | | | | | | |
a429 | O happy soul, that lives on high | | | | | | | |
a430 | Walk in the light! so shalt thou know | | | | | | | |
a431 | Thrice happy souls, who born from heaven | | | | | | | |
a432 | Thy home is with the humble, Lord! | | | | | | | |
a433 | Wherefore should man, frail child of clay | | | | | | | |
a434 | Happy the meek, whose gentle breast | | | | | | | |
a435 | "O learn of me," the Saviour cried | | | | | | | |
a436 | Nature with eternal youth | | | | | | | |
a437 | O know ye not that ye | | | | | | | |
a438 | Blest are the pure in heart | | | | | | | |
a439 | Happy the man, whose cautious steps | | | | | | | |
a440 | O, if thy brow, serene and calm | | | | | | | |
a441 | "Blest are the meek," he said | | | | | | | |
a442 | The uplifted eye and bended knee | | | | | | | |
a443 | My God, the steps of pious men | | | | | | | |
a444 | Tell me not, in mournful numbers | | | | | | | |
a445 | Speak gently,--it is better far | | | | | | | |
a446 | Think gently of the erring one! | | | | | | | |
a447 | What precept, Jesus, is like thine | | | | | | | |
a448 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
a449 | Sometimes a light surprises | | | | | | | |
a450 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
a451 | A soldier's course, from battles won | | | | | | | |
a452 | The Christian warrior, see him stand | | | | | | | |
a453 | All-seeing God! 't is thine to know | | | | | | | |
a454 | As body when the soul has fled | | | | | | | |
a455 | O who shall say he knows the folds | | | | | | | |
a456 | Father of our feeble race | | | | | | | |
a457 | Now let our voices join | | | | | | | |
a458 | Rejoice in God alway | | | | | | | |
a459 | Rejoice, believer, in the Lord | | | | | | | |
a460 | Sing, ye redeemed of the Lord | | | | | | | |
a461 | Give to the winds thy fears | | | | | | | |
a462 | Faith is the Christian's prop | | | | | | | |
a463 | Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
a464 | Faith, hope, and charity, these three | | | | | | | |
a465 | Here hope and faith their links unite | | | | | | | |
a466 | How happy is he born and taught | | | | | | | |
a467 | The bird that soars on highest wing | | | | | | | |
a468 | When Christ among the sons of men | | | | | | | |
a469 | Blest is the man who fears the Lord | | | | | | | |
a470 | The glorious universe around | | | | | | | |
a471 | My gracious God, I own thy right | | | | | | | |
a472 | 'T is Wisdom's earnest cry | | | | | | | |
a473 | When Fancy spreads her boldest wings | | | | | | | |
a474 | From Christ, my Lord, shall I depart | | | | | | | |
a475 | How blest the sacred tie that binds | | | | | | | |
a476 | How beautiful the sight | | | | | | | |
a477 | Blest are the sons of peace | | | | | | | |
a478 | Let party names no more | | | | | | | |
a479 | "Thus shalt thou love the Almighty Lord | | | | | | | |
a480 | Giver of peace and unity | | | | | | | |
a481 | O happy is the man who hears | | | | | | | |
a482 | Ye trembling souls, dismiss your fears | | | | | | | |