# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
a704 | Let saints below in concert sing | | | | | | | |
a705 | Not to the terrors of the Lord | | | | | | | |
a706 | Our souls, by love together knit | | | | | | | |
a707 | Bless'd be the dear, uniting love | | | | | | | |
a708 | The glorious universe around | | | | | | | |
a709 | O, it is joy in one to meet | | | | | | | |
a710 | How sweet and heav'nly is the sight | | | | | | | |
a711 | What poor despised company | | | | | | | |
a712 | How happy every child of grace | | | | | | | |
a713 | How sweet the melting lay | | | | | | | |
a714 | How charming is the place | | | | | | | |
a715 | Jesus, who knows full well | | | | | | | |
a716 | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
a717 | I love Thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
a718 | Let party names no more | | | | | | | |
a719 | When shall we all meet again? | | | | | | | |
a720 | Children of the heavenly King | | | | | | | |
a721 | Jesus, Lord, we look to Thee | | | | | | | |
a722 | Brethren, while we sojourn here | | | | | | | |
a723 | When, my Saviour, shall I be | | | | | | | |
a724 | For a season called to part | | | | | | | |
a725 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
a726 | Daughter of Zion! awake from thy sadness | | | | | | | |
a727 | And are we yet alive | | | | | | | |
a728 | To keep the lamp alive | | | | | | | |
a729 | Oh! how happy are they | | | | | | | |
a730 | O Thou, in whose presence | | | | | | | |
a731 | The Lord is my Shepherd | | | | | | | |
a732 | O! tell me, Thou life and delight of my soul | | | | | | | |
a733 | From every stormy wind that blows | | | | | | | |
a734 | All mortal vanities, be gone | | | | | | | |
a735 | The turf shall be my fragrant shrine | | | | | | | |
a736 | Light of the soul! O Saviour blest! | | | | | | | |
a737 | Not seldom, clad in radiant vest | | | | | | | |
a738 | When groves by moonlight silence keep | | | | | | | |
a739 | Far from my thoughts, vain world! | | | | | | | |
a740 | Who is this fair one in distress | | | | | | | |
a741 | Be still, my heart! these anxious cares | | | | | | | |
a742 | With tearful eyes I look around | | | | | | | |
a743 | The darkened sky, how thick it lowers! | | | | | | | |
a744 | God of my life, to Thee I call | | | | | | | |
a745 | Wait, O my soul, thy Maker's will | | | | | | | |
a746 | The waters of Bethesda's pool | | | | | | | |
a747 | When we, our wearied limbs to rest | | | | | | | |
a748 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
a749 | When power divine, in mortal form | | | | | | | |
a750 | The billows swell, the winds are high | | | | | | | |
a751 | While to its grief my soul gave way | | | | | | | |
a752 | Thy will be done! I will not fear | | | | | | | |
a753 | If life in sorrow must be spent | | | | | | | |
a754 | My heart lies dead; and no increase | | | | | | | |
a755 | O God, Thou art my God alone | | | | | | | |
a756 | The floods, O Lord, lift up their voice | | | | | | | |
a757 | O Lord, Thy counsels and Thy care | | | | | | | |
a758 | My spirit sinks within me, Lord | | | | | | | |
a759 | Holy Saviour, Friend unseen | | | | | | | |
a760 | Thee will I love, O Lord, my strength | | | | | | | |
a761 | The tempter to my soul hath said | | | | | | | |
a762 | When gathering clouds around I view | | | | | | | |
a763 | To weary hearts, to mourning homes | | | | | | | |
a764 | O, let my trembling soul be still | | | | | | | |
a765 | When adverse winds and waves arise | | | | | | | |
a766 | Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan | | | | | | | |
a767 | Though waves and storms go o'er my head | | | | | | | |
a768 | "Perfect in love!" Lord, can it be | | | | | | | |
a769 | As oft, with worn and weary feet | | | | | | | |
a770a | Must Jesus bear the cross alone | | | | | | | |
a770b | Upon the crystal pavement down | | | | | | | |
a771 | Now to the haven of Thy breast | | | | | | | |
a772 | Jesus! Thy love shall we forget | | | | | | | |
a773 | Come to the ark--come to the ark | | | | | | | |
a774 | O Thou, who driest the mourner's tear | | | | | | | |
a775 | When grief and anguish press me down | | | | | | | |
a776 | Our pathway oft is wet with tears | | | | | | | |
a777 | Dear Refuge of my weary soul | | | | | | | |
a778 | In time of fear, when trouble's near | | | | | | | |
a779 | When waves of trouble round me swell | | | | | | | |
a780 | Where shall the child of sorrow find | | | | | | | |
a781 | Though faint and sick, and worn away | | | | | | | |
a782 | 'Twas in the watches of the night | | | | | | | |
a783 | Thousands, O Lord of Hosts, to-day | | | | | | | |
a784 | I worship Thee, sweet Will of God! | | | | | | | |
a785 | Author of good, we rest on Thee | | | | | | | |
a786 | Firm as the earth Thy gospel stands | | | | | | | |
a787 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
a788 | This world is poor from shore to shore | | | | | | | |
a789 | I cannot call affliction sweet | | | | | | | |
a790 | In trouble and in grief, O God | | | | | | | |
a791 | Christ leads me through no darker rooms | | | | | | | |
a792 | It is the Lord--enthroned in light | | | | | | | |
a793 | Affliction is a stormy deep | | | | | | | |
a794 | O God, my Refuge, hear my cries | | | | | | | |
a795 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
a796 | My God, my Father--blissful name | | | | | | | |
a797 | O Lord! I would delight in Thee | | | | | | | |
a798 | Unshaken as the sacred hill | | | | | | | |
a799 | O Lord, hadst Thou been here! but when | | | | | | | |
a800 | Not for the pious dead we weep | | | | | | | |
a801 | Bright were the mornings first impearl'd | | | | | | | |
a802 | Jesus, united by Thy grace | | | | | | | |