# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
601 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
602 | More love to thee, O Christ | | | | | | | |
603 | O, for a faith that will not shrink | | | | | | | |
604 | Walk in the light, so shalt thou know | | | | | | | |
605 | Calm me, my God, and keep me calm | | | | | | | |
606 | O let him whose sorrow | | | | | | | |
607 | Purer yet and purer | | | | | | | |
608 | Lead us, O Father, in the paths of peace | | | | | | | |
609 | O love divine, how sweet thou art | | | | | | | |
610 | O Lord, how happy should we be | | | | | | | |
611 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
612 | My God, permit me not to be | | | | | | | |
613 | The roseate hues of early dawn | | | | | | | |
614 | Upon the hills the wind is bleak and cold | | | | | | | |
615 | Far from my heavenly home | | | | | | | |
616 | No, no, it is not dying | | | | | | | |
617 | It is not death to die | | | | | | | |
618 | A few more years shall roll | | | | | | | |
619 | The saints of God their conflict pass | | | | | | | |
620 | Sunset and evening star and one clear call for me | | | | | | | |
621 | When our heads are bowed with woe | | | | | | | |
622 | Gentle Shepherd, thou hast stilled | | | | | | | |
623 | Now the laborer's task is o'er | | | | | | | |
624 | When the day of toil is done | | | | | | | |
625 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
626 | One sweetly solemn thought | | | | | | | |
627 | We sing his love who once was slain | | | | | | | |
628 | There is a blessed home | | | | | | | |
629 | The sands of time are sinking | | | | | | | |
630 | O what their joy and their glory must be | | | | | | | |
631 | I heard a sound of voices | | | | | | | |
632 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
633 | O mother dear, Jerusalem | | | | | | | |
634 | O Paradise, O Paradise! | | | | | | | |
635 | Forever with the Lord | | | | | | | |
636 | For thee, O dear, dear country | | | | | | | |
637 | Jerusalem, the golden | | | | | | | |
638 | Brief life is here our portion | | | | | | | |
639 | I'm but a stranger here | | | | | | | |
640 | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
641 | Hark! hark, my soul! Angelic songs are swelling | | | | | | | |
642 | Daily, daily sing the praises | | | | | | | |
643 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
644 | Light's abode, celestial Salem | | | | | | | |
645 | While with ceaseless course the sun | | | | | | | |
646 | Standing at the portal | | | | | | | |
647 | Ring out, wild bells, to the wild sky | | | | | | | |
648 | At thy feet, our God and Father | | | | | | | |
649 | Days and moments quickly flying | | | | | | | |
650 | Great God, we sing that mighty hand | | | | | | | |
651 | For thy mercy and thy grace | | | | | | | |
652 | Praise to God, immortal praise | | | | | | | |
653 | Sing to the Lord of harvest | | | | | | | |
654 | To thee, O Lord, our hearts we raise | | | | | | | |
655 | Come, ye thankful people, come | | | | | | | |
656 | Now thank we all our God | | | | | | | |
657 | We plough the fields and scatter | | | | | | | |
658 | O God, beneath Thy guiding hand | | | | | | | |
659 | God of our fathers, whose almighty hand | | | | | | | |
660 | God, the all terrible! King,who ordainest | | | | | | | |
661 | To thee, our God, we fly for mercy and for grace | | | | | | | |
662 | From hands that would our land deflower | | | | | | | |
663 | O Lord of hosts, almighty King | | | | | | | |
664 | O God of love, O King of peace | | | | | | | |
665 | My country, 'tis of thee | | | | | | | |
666 | God bless our native land, Firm may she | | | | | | | |
667 | Great King of nations, hear our prayer | | | | | | | |
668 | We pray thee, Jesus, who didst first | | | | | | | |
669 | O risen Lord upon the throne | | | | | | | |
670 | Christ is our cornerstone | | | | | | | |
671 | Thou whose unmeasured temple stands | | | | | | | |
672 | Founded on thee, our only Lord | | | | | | | |
673 | O love divine and golden, Mysterious depth | | | | | | | |
674 | The voice that breathed o'er Eden | | | | | | | |
675 | O perfect love, all human thought transcending | | | | | | | |
676 | O happy home where thou art loved the dearest | | | | | | | |
677 | Thou gracious Power whose mercy lends | | | | | | | |
678 | Let children hear the mighty deeds | | | | | | | |
679 | Now rest, ye pilgrim host | | | | | | | |
680 | O Lord, be with us when we sail | | | | | | | |
681 | Eternal Father, strong to save, whose arm | | | | | | | |
682 | Star of peace to wanderers weary | | | | | | | |
683 | God be with you till we meet again | | | | | | | |
684 | O Thou before whose presence | | | | | | | |
685 | Father, who on man dost shower | | | | | | | |
686 | O thou whose feet have climbed life's hill | | | | | | | |
687 | There is a city bright | | | | | | | |
688 | Saviour, teach me, day by day | | | | | | | |
689 | Now the day is over, Night is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
690 | Once in royal David's city stood a lowly cattle shed | | | | | | | |
691 | There's a song in the air, there's a star in the sky | | | | | | | |
692 | Saw you never in the twilight When the sun | | | | | | | |
693 | There is no name so sweet on earth | | | | | | | |
694 | I think, when I read that sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
695 | When, his salvation bringing | | | | | | | |
696 | In his own raiment clad | | | | | | | |
697 | Golden harps are sounding | | | | | | | |
698 | Saviour, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
699 | There's a Friend for little children | | | | | | | |
700 | Hushed was the evening hymn | | | | | | | |