# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
501 | Come, let our voices join in one glad [joyful] song [songs] of praise | | | | | | | |
502 | Mercy, descending from above | | | | | | | |
503 | There is a glorious world of light | | | | | | | |
504 | O Lord our God, thy light and truth | | | | | | | |
505 | Thou art our Shepherd, gracious [glorious] Lord [God] | | | | | | | |
506 | Great God, at whose all-powerful call | | | | | | | |
507 | Thy providence, great God, we praise | | | | | | | |
508 | The flowery spring at God's command | | | | | | | |
509 | Behold, long wished for spring is here | | | | | | | |
510 | To praise the [thee] ever bounteous [beauteous] Lord | | | | | | | |
511 | Stern winter throws his [her] [its] icy chains | | | | | | | |
512 | Intemperance, like a raging flood | | | | | | | |
513 | Mid sorrows and sadness I'm destined to roam | | | | | | | |
514 | Hail, temperance, fair celestial ray | | | | | | | |
515 | O that the Lord would hear my cry | | | | | | | |
516 | Round the temperance standard rally | | | | | | | |
517 | On this glad day, O God, we would | | | | | | | |
518 | Since Jesus freely [purely] did appear | | | | | | | |
519 | Come, thou condescending Jesus | | | | | | | |
520 | I'm glad that I am [was] born to die, From grief and woe | | | | | | | |
521 | How happy is the pilgrim's lot | | | | | | | |
522 | The people called Christians | | | | | | | |
523 | Wide is the gate and broad the way | | | | | | | |
524 | Go, my beloved husband, go | | | | | | | |
525 | What's this that steals, that steals upon my frame | | | | | | | |
526 | Sing to the Lord, ye [you] distant lands | | | | | | | |
527 | Religion is a glorious treasure | | | | | | | |
528 | Jesus, I love thy charming name | | | | | | | |
529 | Religion is the chief concern | | | | | | | |
530 | What poor despised company | | | | | | | |
531 | The spacious firmament on high | | | | | | | |
532 | Thou soft [sweet] flowing [gliding] Kedron [Cedron], by thy silver [limpid] stream | | | | | | | |
533 | O for a breeze of heavenly love | | | | | | | |
534 | Let thy Kingdom, blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
535 | Ye soldiers of Jesus pray stand to your arms | | | | | | | |
536 | Our bondage it shall end, by and by | | | | | | | |
537 | Shed not a tear, o'er your friend's early bier | | | | | | | |
538 | There is a Heaven above the skies | | | | | | | |
539 | Ye angels who mortals attend | | | | | | | |
540 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
541 | While wandering to and fro | | | | | | | |
542 | As Jacob on travel was wearied by day | | | | | | | |
543 | There is a land immortal, The beautiful of lands | | | | | | | |
544 | The faithless world's promiscuous flow | | | | | | | |
545 | Glory to Jesus for his love | | | | | | | |
546 | Victim divine, thy [your] grace we show [claim] | | | | | | | |
547 | O thou that hangedst on the tree | | | | | | | |
548 | Canst thou reject our dying prayer | | | | | | | |
549 | The Lord Jehovah reigns, His throne is built on high | | | | | | | |
550 | Lo on a narrow neck of land | | | | | | | |
551 | By whom was David taught | | | | | | | |
552 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
553 | When for [the] eternal [heavenly] world [worlds] I [we] steer | | | | | | | |
554 | My soul doth magnify the Lord | | | | | | | |
555 | Mary to her [the] Savior's tomb | | | | | | | |
556 | Father of all! in every age | | | | | | | |
557 | Giver of concord, Prince of peace | | | | | | | |
558 | Lift up your hearts to things above | | | | | | | |
559 | Teach me the measure of my days | | | | | | | |
560 | O if my soul was [were] formed for woe | | | | | | | |
561 | Ye visions bright of heavenly birth | | | | | | | |
562 | 'Tis my happiness below | | | | | | | |
563 | O God, Thou art my [our] God alone | | | | | | | |
564 | What is life, a rapid stream | | | | | | | |
565 | O thou who comest from above | | | | | | | |
566 | Come brethren and sisters, that [who] love my [our] dear Lord | | | | | | | |
567 | O Lord, ou rGod, we bless thee now | | | | | | | |
568 | Praise God, from whom all blessings flow | | | | | | | |
569 | May the grace of Christ our Saviour | | | | | | | |
570 | To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost | | | | | | | |