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401 | My God was with me all the night | | | | | | | |
402 | Awake, my soul, to meet the day | | | | | | | |
403 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
404 | Glory to thee, my [our] God [O Lord], this night [day] | | | | | | | |
405 | Now from the altar of my heart [our hearts] | | | | | | | |
406 | O Lord, another day [week] has [is] flown | | | | | | | |
407 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
408 | Another day is past, the hours | | | | | | | |
409 | Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray | | | | | | | |
410 | Hast thou, my soul, improved each power | | | | | | | |
411 | My God, how endless [lasting] is thy love | | | | | | | |
412 | Begone, my earthly [worldly] care [cares], away | | | | | | | |
413 | The Lord of earth and sky, The God of ages praise | | | | | | | |
414 | Great God, we sing that mighty hand | | | | | | | |
415 | Sing to the great Jehovah's praise | | | | | | | |
416 | And now, my soul another year | | | | | | | |
417 | O time, how few thy value weigh | | | | | | | |
418 | The time is short the season near | | | | | | | |
419 | Life is the time to serve the Lord | | | | | | | |
420 | Come, let us anew our journey pursue, Roll round | | | | | | | |
421 | Thee we adore, eternal name, And humbly | | | | | | | |
422 | God of eternity, from thee | | | | | | | |
423 | Why should we start and fear to die | | | | | | | |
424 | And am I born to die | | | | | | | |
425 | O Thou that wouldst not have | | | | | | | |
426 | And must this body die | | | | | | | |
427 | Happy soul, thy days are ended [ending] | | | | | | | |
428 | And let this feeble body fail | | | | | | | |
429 | How blest the righteous when he dies | | | | | | | |
430 | Few are thy [the] days, and full of woe | | | | | | | |
431 | Death, 'tis a melancholy day To those that have no God | | | | | | | |
432 | Vital spark of heavenly flame | | | | | | | |
433 | Why do we mourn for dying friends | | | | | | | |
434 | Hark, from the tomb [tombs] a doleful [warning] [mournful] sound | | | | | | | |
435 | Ye mourners who in silent gloom | | | | | | | |
436 | Unvail [Unveil] thy bosom, faithful tomb | | | | | | | |
437 | The grave is now a favored spot | | | | | | | |
438 | While to the grave our friends are borne | | | | | | | |
439 | Thy life I read, my dearest [blessed] [gracious)],Lord | | | | | | | |
440 | An early summons Jesus sends | | | | | | | |
441 | When blooming youth is [are] snatched [called] away | | | | | | | |
442 | The once loved form, now cold and dead | | | | | | | |
443 | How long shall death, the tyrant, reign | | | | | | | |
444 | No, I'll repine at death no more | | | | | | | |
445 | When the last trumpet's awful voice | | | | | | | |
446 | Jesus, faithful to his word | | | | | | | |
447 | Day of judgment, day of wonders | | | | | | | |
448 | And must I be to judgment brought | | | | | | | |
449 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
450 | Lo he comes with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
451 | See, the eternal Judge descending | | | | | | | |
452 | Lo we see the sign appearing | | | | | | | |
453 | He comes, he comes, the judge severe | | | | | | | |
454 | The great archangel's trump shall sound | | | | | | | |
455 | Thou Judge of quick and dead | | | | | | | |
456 | And will the Judge descend [ascend] | | | | | | | |
457 | Eternity, stupendous theme | | | | | | | |
458 | Jesus, my Lord, to glory's gone | | | | | | | |
459 | Ye golden lamps of heaven, farewell [adieu] | | | | | | | |
460 | Heaven is a place of endless rest | | | | | | | |
461 | Jerusalem, my happy home, O how I long for thee | | | | | | | |
462 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
463 | There is a land far out of sight | | | | | | | |
464 | Burst, ye emerald [pearly] gates, and bring | | | | | | | |
465 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
466 | There is a place where my hope is [hopes are] stayed [staid] | | | | | | | |
467 | Far from the [these] narrow [gloomy] scenes of night [life] | | | | | | | |
468 | Nor eye hath seen nor ear hath heard | | | | | | | |
469 | We speak of the realms of the blest | | | | | | | |
470 | Love fills all heaven with light | | | | | | | |
471 | Come on, my brethren in the Lord | | | | | | | |
472 | Who are these [those] arrayed in white | | | | | | | |
473 | Sweet rivers of redeeming love | | | | | | | |
474 | O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
475 | The heavenly home is bright and fair | | | | | | | |
476 | Hell, 'tis a word of dreadful sound | | | | | | | |
477 | With holy fear, and humble song | | | | | | | |
478 | My thoughts on awful subjects roll | | | | | | | |
479 | Far from the utmost verge of day | | | | | | | |
480 | Farewell, dear friends, I must be gone | | | | | | | |
481 | What happy children, who follow [wait on] Jesus | | | | | | | |
482 | Farewell, my dear brethren, the time is at hand | | | | | | | |
483 | Lord, when together here we meet | | | | | | | |
484 | My dearest friends in bonds of love | | | | | | | |
485 | Dismiss us with Thy blessing, Lord, Help | | | | | | | |
486 | Now Christian brethren, ere we part | | | | | | | |
487 | Ye pilgrims that are wandering home | | | | | | | |
488 | Behold the sure foundation stone | | | | | | | |
489 | Great God, who laid on Zion's mount | | | | | | | |
490 | Today we lay the corner stone | | | | | | | |
491 | Great King of glory, come | | | | | | | |
492 | And will the great eternal God | | | | | | | |
493 | Behold thy temple, God of grace | | | | | | | |
494 | How pleasant, how [and] divinely fair | | | | | | | |
495 | Great is the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
496 | With heavenly power, O Lord, defend | | | | | | | |
497 | Shepherd of Isr'l, thou dost keep | | | | | | | |
498 | Look up the harvest fields are white | | | | | | | |
499 | Father of boundless grace | | | | | | | |
500 | Assembled at thy great command | | | | | | | |