# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
401 | We must watch for the good we may gather | | | | | | | |
402 | Shall we all meet at home in the morning | | | | | | | |
403 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
404 | Over and over again | | | | | | | |
405 | Hear the words of gospel truth | | | | | | | |
406 | In a manger laid so lowly | | | | | | | |
407 | Above the waves of earthly strife | | | | | | | |
408 | Oh, I see the shining angels | | | | | | | |
409 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
410 | Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish | | | | | | | |
411 | There is beauty all around | | | | | | | |
412 | I will sing of my Redeemer | | | | | | | |
413 | Morning red, Morning red | | | | | | | |
414 | Closer, dear Lord, to Thee, closer to Thee | | | | | | | |
415 | O praise ye the Lord with a trumpet sound | | | | | | | |
416 | When we hear the music ringing | | | | | | | |
417 | I want to go where the Saviour reigns | | | | | | | |
418 | "Land ahead!" its fruits are waving | | | | | | | |
419 | A beautiful land by faith I see | | | | | | | |
420 | Take the name of Jesus with you | | | | | | | |
421 | Come away, O ye thirsty, to the waters | | | | | | | |
422 | When we all meet at home in the morning | | | | | | | |
423 | Oh, think of the home over there | | | | | | | |
424 | My Faith looks up to Thee | | | | | | | |
425 | In some way or other | | | | | | | |
426 | They hover round us, bright angels are near | | | | | | | |
427 | I have a Saviour, he's pleading in glory | | | | | | | |
428 | Life's journey we have started | | | | | | | |
429 | Around the throne of God in heaven | | | | | | | |
430 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
431 | Saviour, more than life to me | | | | | | | |
432 | Knocking, knocking, who is there? | | | | | | | |
433 | We are marching on with shield and banner bright | | | | | | | |
434 | Thou dear Redeemer, dying Lamb | | | | | | | |
435 | The great Physician now is near | | | | | | | |
436 | Which way will you journey? O pause and decide | | | | | | | |
437 | Over the ocean wave, far, far away | | | | | | | |
438 | Yield not to temptation | | | | | | | |
439 | There is a fountain filled with blood | | | | | | | |
440 | Sowing the seed by the daylight fair | | | | | | | |
441 | Shout Hallelujah! shout Hallelujah! | | | | | | | |
442 | I love to tell the story | | | | | | | |
443 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
444 | Soldiers of Christ are we | | | | | | | |
445 | 'Tis the promise of God, full salvation to give | | | | | | | |
446 | Simply trusting every day | | | | | | | |
447 | Take the name of Jesus with you | | | | | | | |
448 | Sing them over again to me | | | | | | | |
449 | Pass me not, O gentle Saviour | | | | | | | |
450 | From every stormy wind that blows | | | | | | | |
451 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
452 | Down at the cross where the Saviour died | | | | | | | |
453 | How tedious and tasteless the hours | | | | | | | |
454 | How sweetly o'er the mountain of Zion, lovely Zion | | | | | | | |
455 | 'Tis the blessed hour of prayer, when our hearts lowly bend | | | | | | | |
456 | When peace, like a river, attendeth my way | | | | | | | |
457 | Lift the royal standard high, with a firm and steady hand | | | | | | | |
458 | Zion, thy temple, how lovely and beautiful! | | | | | | | |