# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
a234 | Go to the grave in all thy glorious prime | | | | | | | |
a235 | Press on, press on, ye sons of light | | | | | | | |
a236 | Friend after friend departs | | | | | | | |
a237 | Ye servant [servants] of the Lord, Each in his [your] office waits | | | | | | | |
a238 | O know ye not that ye | | | | | | | |
a239 | Unworthy to be called thy son | | | | | | | |
a240 | Weak and irresolute is man | | | | | | | |
a241 | Now let our prayers ascend to thee | | | | | | | |
a242 | Come, blessed Spirit, source of [heavenly] light | | | | | | | |
a243 | Hath not thy heart within thee burned | | | | | | | |
a244 | Eternal source of every joy | | | | | | | |
a245 | Like shadows gliding o'er the plain | | | | | | | |
a246 | Great God, we sing that mighty hand | | | | | | | |
a247 | Forth in thy name [strength], O Lord, I [we] go | | | | | | | |
a248 | A broken heart, my God, my King | | | | | | | |
a249 | A charge to keep I have, A God to glorify | | | | | | | |
a250 | Before thy mercy's throne | | | | | | | |
a251 | Give forth thine earnest cry | | | | | | | |
a252 | How glorious is the hour | | | | | | | |
a253 | My Father bids me come, o why do I delay | | | | | | | |
a254 | Thou must be born again | | | | | | | |
a255 | Return, my soul, unto thy rest | | | | | | | |
a256 | Return, my [each] roving heart, return | | | | | | | |
a257 | Send us where'er thou wilt, O Lord | | | | | | | |
a258 | Love for all and can it be | | | | | | | |
a259 | Lord, have mercy when we pray [strive] | | | | | | | |
a260 | Awake my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
a261 | A soldier's course, from battles won | | | | | | | |
a262 | O speed thee, Christian, on thy way | | | | | | | |
a263 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
a264 | Give to the winds thy [your] fears | | | | | | | |
a265 | Blest are the pure in heart, For they shall see our [their] God | | | | | | | |
a266 | We follow, Lord, where thou dost lead | | | | | | | |
a267 | How happy is he born and [or] taught | | | | | | | |
a268 | As body when the soul has fled | | | | | | | |
a269 | Go, labor on, spend and be spent | | | | | | | |
a270 | I ask not wealth, but power to take | | | | | | | |
a271 | Walk in the light, so shalt thou [and you shall] know | | | | | | | |
a272 | Make channels for the streams of love | | | | | | | |
a273 | Lord, lead the way the [my] [our] Savior went | | | | | | | |
a274 | Who is thy neighbor, he whom thou | | | | | | | |
a275 | Thy way is in the deep, O Lord | | | | | | | |
a276 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
a277 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
a278 | All seeing God, 'tis thine to know | | | | | | | |
a279 | Come in, thou [ye] blessed of the Lord [our God] | | | | | | | |
a280 | Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews | | | | | | | |
a281 | My God, I thank thee, may no thought | | | | | | | |
a282 | God's glory is a wondrous thing | | | | | | | |
a283 | I have a heritage of joy | | | | | | | |
a284 | Lord, send a beam of light divine | | | | | | | |
a285 | Jerusalem, my happy home, name ever dear to me | | | | | | | |
a286 | The things unseen O God reveal | | | | | | | |
a287 | Our heaven is everywhere | | | | | | | |
a288 | Tomorrow, Lord, is thine | | | | | | | |
a289 | Forever with the Lord, so, Jesus [Father], let it be | | | | | | | |
a290 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
a291 | There is a place of sacred [waveless] rest, Far, far beyond the skies | | | | | | | |
a292 | There is an hour of hallowed peace | | | | | | | |
a293 | How cheering the thought, that the spirits in bliiss | | | | | | | |
a294 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
a295 | All earthly charms, however dear | | | | | | | |
a296 | Be it my only wisdom here | | | | | | | |
a297 | To God whose glory fills the sky | | | | | | | |
a298 | One by one, the sands are flowing | | | | | | | |
a299 | All around us, fair with flowers | | | | | | | |
a300 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
a301 | God bless our native land, Firm may she | | | | | | | |
a302 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
a303 | O thou whose own vast temple stands | | | | | | | |
a304 | Our Father, God, thy Spirit send | | | | | | | |
a305 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
a306 | Great God, and wilt thou condescend | | | | | | | |
a307 | While yet the youthful spirit bears | | | | | | | |
a308 | Our Father who art in heaven | | | | | | | |
a309 | Out on an ocean all boundless we ride | | | | | | | |
a310 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
a311 | Jerusalem, my happy home, O how I long for thee | | | | | | | |
a312 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward I [we] move | | | | | | | |
a313 | In the Christian's home in [of] glory | | | | | | | |
a314 | I will arise, I will arise, will arise | | | | | | | |
a315 | Now to heaven our prayer [prayers] [cry] ascending | | | | | | | |
a316 | Through this cold world, alone | | | | | | | |
a317 | Lord, who art merciful as well as just | | | | | | | |
a318 | As earth's pageant passes by | | | | | | | |
a319 | Live on the field of battle | | | | | | | |
a320 | Hosanna; blessed is he that cometh | | | | | | | |
a321 | I was a wandering sheep | | | | | | | |
a322 | Lord, now lettest thou thy servany depart in peace | | | | | | | |
a323 | They are sowing their seed in the daylight | | | | | | | |
a324 | Glory be to the Father, God - most high | | | | | | | |
a325 | Stand up for Jesus, Christian stand | | | | | | | |
a326 | Lord, make me more patient | | | | | | | |
a327 | From the recesses of a lowly spirit | | | | | | | |
a328 | Come unto me, all ye that labor | | | | | | | |
a329 | Wilt thou not visit me? | | | | | | | |
a330 | Hear, Father, hear our prayer | | | | | | | |
a331 | Blest is the hour when cares depart | | | | | | | |
a332 | The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want | | | | | | | |
a333 | When I'm happy hear me cry [sing] | | | | | | | |