# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
800 | Not for the pious dead we weep | | | | | | | |
801 | Bright were the mornings first impearl'd | | | | | | | |
802 | Jesus, united by Thy grace | | | | | | | |
803 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
804 | O no, we cannot sing the song | | | | | | | |
805 | Jesus, in sickness and in pain | | | | | | | |
806 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
807 | When musing sorrow weeps the past | | | | | | | |
808 | Whence do our mournful thoughts arise | | | | | | | |
809 | One prayer I have-- all prayers in one | | | | | | | |
810 | My times of sorrow and of joy | | | | | | | |
811 | O Lord! my best desires fulfill | | | | | | | |
812 | O Thou, whose tender mercy hears | | | | | | | |
813 | Ye trembling souls, dismiss your fears | | | | | | | |
814 | How vain are all things here below! | | | | | | | |
815 | Angel of God! whate'er betide | | | | | | | |
816 | Children of God, who, faint and slow | | | | | | | |
817 | And can my heart aspire so high | | | | | | | |
818 | God of my life and all my powers | | | | | | | |
819 | O Thou eternal Source of love! | | | | | | | |
820 | O Thou, from whom all goodness flows | | | | | | | |
821 | O Thou, the first, the greatest Friend | | | | | | | |
822 | My Father! to Thy mercy-seat | | | | | | | |
823 | Walk in the light! so shalt thou know | | | | | | | |
824 | Lord! what a wretched land is this | | | | | | | |
825 | Let others boast how strong they be | | | | | | | |
826 | Few are thy days, and full of woe | | | | | | | |
827 | O throw away Thy rod! | | | | | | | |
828 | My former hopes are fled | | | | | | | |
829 | When on the giddy cliff I stand | | | | | | | |
830 | When overwhelm'd with grief | | | | | | | |
831 | I faint, my soul doth faint | | | | | | | |
832 | Just o'er the grave I hung | | | | | | | |
833 | Like Noah's weary dove | | | | | | | |
834 | My spirit on Thy care | | | | | | | |
835 | How gentle God's commands! | | | | | | | |
836 | If, through unruffled seas | | | | | | | |
837 | Jesus, lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
838 | When on Sinai's top I see | | | | | | | |
839 | My sorrows, like a flood | | | | | | | |
840 | Give to the winds thy fears | | | | | | | |
841 | Where wilt thou put thy trust? | | | | | | | |
842 | As changing as the moon | | | | | | | |
843 | Thou very present aid | | | | | | | |
844 | Commit thou all Thy griefs | | | | | | | |
845 | Green pastures and clear streams | | | | | | | |
846 | As the hart, with eager looks | | | | | | | |
847 | Holy Spirit! Lord of light! | | | | | | | |
848 | Softly, now, the light of day | | | | | | | |
849 | Lord, I cannot let Thee go | | | | | | | |
850 | Midst sorrow and care | | | | | | | |
851 | Hast thou wasted all the powers | | | | | | | |
852 | Holy Ghost! with light divine | | | | | | | |
853 | Christian brethren, ere we part | | | | | | | |
854 | People of the living God | | | | | | | |
855 | O, how soft that bed must be | | | | | | | |
856 | Hearken Lord, to my complaints | | | | | | | |
857 | Quiet, Lord, my froward heart | | | | | | | |
858 | Gales from heaven, if God so will | | | | | | | |
859 | Gently, gently lay Thy rod | | | | | | | |
860 | In the hour of my distress | | | | | | | |
861 | Center of our hopes Thou art | | | | | | | |
862 | Hark! my soul! it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
863 | Abba, Father, hear Thy child | | | | | | | |
864 | Blessed are the sons of God | | | | | | | |
865 | Come, ye disconsolate, where'er you languish | | | | | | | |
866 | When the spark of life is waning | | | | | | | |
867 | There's a Friend above all others | | | | | | | |
868 | Oft when the waves of passion rise | | | | | | | |
869 | Thy mercy heard my infant prayer | | | | | | | |
870 | Come on, my partners in distress | | | | | | | |
871 | Though hard the winds are blowing | | | | | | | |
872 | Tell me not, in mournful numbers | | | | | | | |
873 | Joyful words,--we meet again! | | | | | | | |
874 | Full of trembling expectation | | | | | | | |
875 | When human hopes all wither | | | | | | | |
876 | Lone, amidst the dead and dying | | | | | | | |
877 | As flows the rapid river | | | | | | | |
878 | Jesus, I my cross have taken | | | | | | | |
879 | Cross, reproach, and tribulation | | | | | | | |
880 | Tossed upon life's raging billow | | | | | | | |
881 | Light of those whose dreary dwelling | | | | | | | |
882 | In the cross of Christ I glory | | | | | | | |
883 | Saviour, visit Thy plantation | | | | | | | |
884 | I am weary, I am weary | | | | | | | |
885 | O my God, by Thee forsaken | | | | | | | |
886 | Wilt Thou not visit me? | | | | | | | |
887 | My soul, go boldly forth | | | | | | | |
888 | Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
889 | Holy Father, Thou hast taught me | | | | | | | |
890 | Gently, Lord, O, gently lead us | | | | | | | |
891 | Jesus, full of all compassion | | | | | | | |
892 | Onward, Christian, though the region | | | | | | | |
893 | Forgive my folly, O Lord, most holy | | | | | | | |
894 | Send kindly light amid th'encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
895 | Peace to thee, O favored one | | | | | | | |
896 | Jesus my God, my Saviour | | | | | | | |
897 | O that the Lord's salvation | | | | | | | |
898 | Nearer, my God, to Thee | | | | | | | |
899 | I'm but a stranger here | | | | | | | |