# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
94 | Hark! the herald angels sing | | | | | | | |
95 | Praise ye the Father! for His loving kindness | | | | | | | |
96 | Above the clear blue sky, In heaven's bright abode | | | | | | | |
97 | When, His salvation bringing | | | | | | | |
98 | Clear upon the night air sounding | | | | | | | |
99 | Hail to the Lord's Anointed | | | | | | | |
100 | Son of Man, to Thee we cry | | | | | | | |
101 | Go to dark Gethsemane | | | | | | | |
102 | Hark! the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
103 | Hail the day that sees Him rise | | | | | | | |
104 | Come, ye faithful, raise the strain | | | | | | | |
105 | Uplift the banner! Let it float | | | | | | | |
106 | "Christ the Lord is risen today" | | | | | | | |
107 | Go forward, Christian soldier | | | | | | | |
108 | Christ the Lord is ris'n again | | | | | | | |
109 | Ride on! ride on in majesty! | | | | | | | |
110 | Welcome, happy morning! age to age shall say | | | | | | | |
111 | The strife is o'er, the battle done | | | | | | | |
112 | O day of rest and gladness | | | | | | | |
113 | With joy we hail the sacred day | | | | | | | |
114 | Golden harps are sounding, Angel voices ring | | | | | | | |
115 | Come, ye thankful people, come | | | | | | | |
116 | Gone the buds of springtime | | | | | | | |
117 | Jesus, tender Shepherd, hear me | | | | | | | |
118 | When thro' the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming | | | | | | | |
119 | Safe home, safe home in port! | | | | | | | |
120 | Forward be thy watchword, hearts and voices joined | | | | | | | |
121 | From the first dawn of infant life | | | | | | | |
122 | There's a Friend for little children | | | | | | | |
123 | Saviour, who Thy flock art feeding | | | | | | | |
124a | For Thy mercy and Thy grace | | | | | | | |
124b | 'Tis a pleasant thing to see | | | | | | | |
125 | Jesus, Lord, we look to Thee | | | | | | | |
126 | See, from Zion's sacred mountain | | | | | | | |
127 | Who is this, with garments dyed | | | | | | | |
128 | Jesus! Lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
129 | See the Conqueror mounts in triumph | | | | | | | |
130 | Gracious Saviour, gentle Shepherd | | | | | | | |
131 | Head of the Church triumphant | | | | | | | |
132 | Hark! hark, my soul! Angelic songs are swelling | | | | | | | |
133 | Lord Jesus, God and Man, For love of men a Child | | | | | | | |
134 | A few more years shall roll | | | | | | | |
135 | Cease, ye mourners, cease to languish | | | | | | | |
136 | I would not live alway; I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
137 | When our heads are bowed with woe | | | | | | | |
138 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
139 | Thou Who wast once a Child | | | | | | | |
140 | I think, when I read that sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
141 | There is a green hill far away | | | | | | | |
142 | O mother dear, Jerusalem | | | | | | | |
143 | Thine for ever! God of love! | | | | | | | |
144 | Hushed was the evening hymn | | | | | | | |
145 | The sands of time are wasting | | | | | | | |
146 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
147 | Jerusalem, the golden! | | | | | | | |
148 | O Paradise, O Paradise | | | | | | | |
149 | There is a blessed home Beyond this land of woe | | | | | | | |
150 | Come unto Me, ye weary | | | | | | | |
151 | Summer suns are glowing | | | | | | | |
152 | There is a happy land, Far, far away | | | | | | | |
153 | I heard the voice of Jesus say | | | | | | | |
154 | Holy, Holy, Holy! Lord God Almighty! | | | | | | | |
155 | Jesus, Holy, Undefiled, Listen to a little child | | | | | | | |
156 | Abide with me! Fast falls the eventide | | | | | | | |
157 | We are but little children weak | | | | | | | |
158a | The Bridegroom comes! Bride of the Lamb, awake! | | | | | | | |
158b | With gladsome feet we press | | | | | | | |
160a | For the beauty of the earth | | | | | | | |
160b | Christian! dost thou see them | | | | | | | |
161 | Jesus Christ our Saviour, Once for us a Child | CALKIN | | | | | | |
162 | In our work and in our play, | [In our work and in our play] | | | | | | |
163 | Heavenly Father, send Thy blessing | | | | | | | |
164 | I'm but a stranger here | | | | | | | |
165 | Lord Jesus Christ, my Life, my Light | | | | | | | |
166 | Our God stands firm, a rock and tow'r | | | | | | | |
167 | O Morning Star! how fair and bright | | | | | | | |
168 | Wake, awake, for night is flying | | | | | | | |
169 | Ye heav'ns, oh haste your dews to shed | | | | | | | |
170 | O sacred Head now wounded | | | | | | | |
171 | To God on high be thanks and praise | | | | | | | |
172 | Now thank we all our God | | | | | | | |