# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
801 | Omnipresent God! whose aid | | | | | | | |
802 | Saviour, breathe an ev'ning blessing | | | | | | | |
803 | The day is past and gone | | | | | | | |
804 | Thus far the Lord hath led me on | | | | | | | |
805 | How do thy mercies close me round! | | | | | | | |
806 | My God, how endless is thy love! | | | | | | | |
807 | Now from the altar of our hearts | | | | | | | |
808 | Thou, Lord, hast blessed my going out | | | | | | | |
809 | Softly now the light of day | | | | | | | |
810 | Dread Sov'reign, let my ev'ning song | | | | | | | |
811 | Fading, still fading, the last beam is shining | | | | | | | |
812 | Since Jesus freely did appear | | | | | | | |
813 | Come away to the skies, My beloved arise | | | | | | | |
814 | Gentle stranger, fearless come | | | | | | | |
815 | Wherefore should I make my moan | | | | | | | |
816 | Jesus, Lord, we look to thee | | | | | | | |
817 | Blest are the sons of peace | | | | | | | |
818 | While thee I seek, protecting Power! | | | | | | | |
819 | Far from the world, O Lord, I flee | | | | | | | |
820 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
821 | My God, I now from sleep awake | | | | | | | |
822 | Sun of my soul, thou Saviour dear | | | | | | | |
823 | O God, my God, my all thou art! | | | | | | | |
824 | O thou great God, whose piercing eye | | | | | | | |
825 | Forth in thy name, O Lord, I go | | | | | | | |
826 | Silently the shades of ev'ning | | | | | | | |
827 | O happy day, that fixed my choice | | | | | | | |
828 | Abide with me: fast falls the even-tide | | | | | | | |
829 | Lord, I am thine, entirely thine | | | | | | | |
830 | Angel of covenanted grace | | | | | | | |
831 | God of my life, through all my days | | | | | | | |
832 | When all thy mercies, O my God | | | | | | | |
833 | Father, into thy hands alone | | | | | | | |
834 | Lo! I come with joy to do | | | | | | | |
835 | In age and feebleness extreme | | | | | | | |
836 | Ready for my earthen bed | | | | | | | |
837 | Equip me for the war | | | | | | | |
838 | Jesus, the weary and wand'rer's rest | | | | | | | |
839 | How happy is the pilgrim's lot! | | | | | | | |
840 | Happy soul, thy days are ended | | | | | | | |
841 | O the hour when this material | | | | | | | |
842 | Vital spark of heavenly flame! | | | | | | | |
843 | I heard the voice of Jesus say | | | | | | | |
844 | There were ninety and nine that safely lay | | | | | | | |
845 | Say, where is thy refuge, my brother | | | | | | | |
846 | Jesus, gracious One, calleth now to thee | | | | | | | |
847 | Are you staying, safely staying | | | | | | | |
848 | The mistakes of my life have been many | | | | | | | |
849 | My hope is built on nothing less | | | | | | | |
850 | Lord, I hear of showers of blessing | | | | | | | |
851 | I need thee every hour | | | | | | | |
852 | Pass me not, O gentle Saviour | | | | | | | |
853 | There is a gate stands ajar | | | | | | | |
854 | I was a wand'ring sheep | | | | | | | |
855 | "All things are ready," come | | | | | | | |
856 | How lost was my condition | | | | | | | |
857 | Lord Jesus, I long to be perfectly whole | | | | | | | |
858 | I hear thy welcome voice | | | | | | | |
859 | I was once far away from the Saviour | | | | | | | |
860 | Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine! | | | | | | | |
861 | He leadeth me! O blessed thought! | | | | | | | |
862 | Master, the tempest is raging! | | | | | | | |
863 | Fade, fade, each earthly joy | | | | | | | |
864 | I am coming to the cross | | | | | | | |
865 | In some way or other | | | | | | | |
866 | Jesus, keep me near the cross | | | | | | | |
867 | O sometimes the shadows are deep | | | | | | | |
868 | Sweetly, Lord, have we heard thee calling | | | | | | | |
869 | We praise thee, O God! for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
870 | Mary to the Saviour's tomb | | | | | | | |
871 | What wondrous love is this! | | | | | | | |
872 | Thou my everlasting portion | | | | | | | |
873 | I am thine, O Lord; I have heard thy voice | | | | | | | |
874 | What a Friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
875 | I love to tell the story | | | | | | | |
876 | Take the name of Jesus with you | | | | | | | |
877 | By faith I view my Saviour dying | | | | | | | |
878 | Saviour, more than life to me | | | | | | | |
879 | My home is in heaven, my rest is not here | | | | | | | |
880 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
881 | O when shall I see Jesus | | | | | | | |
882 | We speak of the land of the blest | | | | | | | |
883 | We're trav'ling home to heaven above | | | | | | | |
884 | I am far frae my hame, an' I'm weary aftenwhiles | | | | | | | |
885 | Together let us sweetly live | | | | | | | |
886 | Only waiting, till the shadows | | | | | | | |
887 | When shall we meet again | | | | | | | |
888 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward we move | | | | | | | |
889 | Beyond the smiling and the weeping | | | | | | | |
890 | Up to the bountiful Giver of life | | | | | | | |
891 | Hark! a voice from Eden stealing | | | | | | | |
892 | Around the throne of God in heaven | | | | | | | |
893 | 'Tis religion that can give | | | | | | | |
894 | My latest sun is sinking fast | | | | | | | |
895 | My heavenly home is bright and fair | | | | | | | |
896 | There's a land that is fairer than day | | | | | | | |
897 | I will sing you a song of that beautiful land | | | | | | | |
898 | I'm a pilgrim, and I'm a stranger | | | | | | | |
899 | Say, brothers, will you meet us | | | | | | | |
900 | I saw a wayworn trav'ler | | | | | | | |