# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
201 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
202 | How blest the sacred tie that binds! | | | | | | | |
203 | O army of the living God | | | | | | | |
204 | I Saw one weary, sad, and torn | | | | | | | |
205 | Unshaken as the sacred hills | | | | | | | |
206 | Lo! what an entertaining sight | | | | | | | |
207 | The heavenly treasure now we have | | | | | | | |
208 | How sweet, how heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
209 | Oh! could I find, from day to day | | | | | | | |
210 | O Saviour, may we never rest | | | | | | | |
211 | Rejoice, believer, in the Lord | | | | | | | |
212 | Awake, my soul! stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
213 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
214 | Lord, in the strength of grace | | | | | | | |
215 | If, through unruffled seas | | | | | | | |
216 | The Spirit in our hearts | | | | | | | |
217 | My soul, be on thy guard | | | | | | | |
218 | Jesus, my strength, my hope | | | | | | | |
219 | Equip me for the war | | | | | | | |
220 | When, my Saviour, shall I be | | | | | | | |
221 | God of love that hearest prayer | | | | | | | |
222 | Sleep not, soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
223 | Hark, my soul, It is the Lord! | | | | | | | |
224 | 'Tis my happiness below | | | | | | | |
225 | O speed thee Christian, on thy way | | | | | | | |
226 | I want a principle within | | | | | | | |
227 | The Lord is our Shepherd, our guardian and guide | | | | | | | |
228 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
229 | Prayer is appointed to convey | | | | | | | |
230 | How sweet the hour of closing day | | | | | | | |
231 | So fades the lovely, blooming flower | | | | | | | |
232 | Asleep in Jesus! Blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
233 | He sleeps in Jesus - peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
234 | Though love may weep with breaking heart | | | | | | | |
235 | The God of love will sure indulge | | | | | | | |
236 | Unveil thy bosom, faithful tomb | | | | | | | |
237 | How vain is all beneath the skies! | | | | | | | |
238 | Blessed are they henceforth that die | | | | | | | |
239 | Shall man, O God of light and life | | | | | | | |
240 | Dear as thou wert, and justly dear | | | | | | | |
241 | Why should we tremble to convey | | | | | | | |
242 | A Lovely infant sleeps in death | | | | | | | |
243 | Rest for the toiling hand | | | | | | | |
244 | And must this body die? | | | | | | | |
245 | Hear what the voice from Heaven proclaims | | | | | | | |
246 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
247 | Jesus made known the path of light | | | | | | | |
248 | Dark is the hour when death prevails | | | | | | | |
249 | Sister, thou wast mild and lovely | | | | | | | |
250 | Jesus, while our hearts are bleeding | | | | | | | |
251 | Great God, I own thy sentence just | | | | | | | |
252 | Go to thy rest in peace | | | | | | | |
253 | Oh, for the death of those | | | | | | | |
254 | Meet again when time is o'er | | | | | | | |
255 | How long shall death, the tyrant, reign | | | | | | | |
256 | Behold the western evening light! | | | | | | | |
257 | Farewell! we meet no more | | | | | | | |
258 | Submissive to thy will, my God | [Farewell! we meet no more] | | | | | | |
259 | As the sweet flower that scents the morn | | | | | | | |
260 | The living know that they must die | | | | | | | |
261 | She hath passed death's chilling billow | | | | | | | |
262 | Jesus dies on Calvary's mountain | | | | | | | |
263 | The glories of that heavenly land | | | | | | | |
264 | Christian, let your heart be glad! | | | | | | | |
265 | Oh! what hath Jesus bought for me? | | | | | | | |
266 | Dear Savior, here we fainting lie | | | | | | | |
267 | My soul is happy when I hear | | | | | | | |
268 | Hail, glorious day! ere long to dawn | | | | | | | |
269 | Ye servants of the Lord | | | | | | | |
270 | In expectation sweet | | | | | | | |
271 | Hasten, Lord, thy promised hour | | | | | | | |
272 | Ye who rose to meet the Lord | | | | | | | |
273 | Weeping endures but for a night | | | | | | | |
274 | Come, Lord, and tarry not | | | | | | | |
275 | We know, by faith we know | | | | | | | |
276 | Son of God, thy people's shield | | | | | | | |
277 | When, along life's thorny road | | | | | | | |
278 | Beyond this gloomy night | | | | | | | |
279 | Break, break, eternal day | | | | | | | |
280 | The day comes on apace | | | | | | | |
281 | Oh! how I long to see that day | | | | | | | |
282 | There is a land, a better land than this | | | | | | | |
283 | Oh! Could I speak the matchless worth | | | | | | | |
284 | Behold I come! the saviour cries | | | | | | | |
285 | Hark! hark! hear the blest tidings | | | | | | | |
286 | Home, home beameth before us! | | | | | | | |
287 | How long, O Lord our Saviour | | | | | | | |
288 | Christ, the Lord, will come again | | | | | | | |
289 | Long for my Saviour I've been waiting | | | | | | | |
290 | Lo! the time hastens on, soon the morning will dawn | | | | | | | |
291 | Gracious Father, guard thy children | | | | | | | |
292 | Watchmen on the walls of Zion | | | | | | | |
293 | Hark the glad sound! the Saviour comes | | | | | | | |
294 | 'Mid scenes of affliction, with sorrow oppressed | HOME | | | | | | |
295 | Time, thou speedest on but slowly | | | | | | | |
296 | Lonely and weary, by sorrow oppressed | | | | | | | |
297 | Day of redemption, when shall we behold | | | | | | | |
298 | We speak of the realms of the blest | | | | | | | |
299 | My rest is in Heaven, my rest is not here | | | | | | | |
300 | In the midst of temptation, and sorrow, and strife | | | | | | | |