# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
701 | Spirit of peace, celestial Dove | | | | | | | |
702 | In duties and in sufferings too | | | | | | | |
703 | Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews | | | | | | | |
704 | My dear Redeemer and my Lord | | | | | | | |
705 | Didst thou, dear Saviour, suffer shame | | | | | | | |
706 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
707 | Go to dark Gethsemane | | | | | | | |
708 | Your harps, ye trembling saints | | | | | | | |
709 | O that the Lord would guide my ways | | | | | | | |
710 | To thee, before the dawning light | | | | | | | |
711 | Far from mortal cares retreating | | | | | | | |
712 | The saviour now is gone before | | | | | | | |
713 | My soul, triumphant in the Lord | | | | | | | |
714 | Awake, my drowsy soul, awake | | | | | | | |
715 | Ye servants of the Lord | | | | | | | |
716 | The Saviour bids us watch and pray | | | | | | | |
717 | My soul, be on thy guard | | | | | | | |
718 | I lift my soul to God | | | | | | | |
719 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
720 | Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears | | | | | | | |
721 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
722 | O, speed thee, Christian, on thy way | | | | | | | |
723 | Soldiers of Christ, arise | | | | | | | |
724 | Alas! what hourly dangers rise! | | | | | | | |
725 | Awake, our souls; away, our fears | | | | | | | |
726 | Awake my soul; stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
727 | Give me the wings of faith, to rise | | | | | | | |
728 | Rise, O my soul, pursue the path | | | | | | | |
729 | Our country is Immanuel's ground | | | | | | | |
730 | Our Captain leads us on | | | | | | | |
731 | God of my childhood and my youth | | | | | | | |
732 | My God, my everlasting hope | | | | | | | |
733 | In trouble and in grief, O God | | | | | | | |
734 | Lord, what a wretched land is this | | | | | | | |
735 | Death may dissolve my body now | | | | | | | |
736 | There is a hope, a blessed hope | | | | | | | |
737 | Laborers of Christ, arise | | | | | | | |
738 | How blest is he who fears the Lord | | | | | | | |
739 | Thou God of hope, to thee we bow | | | | | | | |
740 | Sow in the morn thy seed | | | | | | | |
741 | Blest is the man, whose softening heart | | | | | | | |
742 | Father of mercies, send thy grace | | | | | | | |
743 | Bright Source of everlasting love | | | | | | | |
744 | Lord, lead the way the Saviour went | | | | | | | |
745 | When thy harvest yields thee pleasure | | | | | | | |
746 | Jesus, our Lord, how rich thy grace! | | | | | | | |
747 | Happy, forever happy he | | | | | | | |
748 | How blest the children of the Lord | | | | | | | |
749 | Happy the heart where graces reign | | | | | | | |
750 | Blest are the men whose mercies move | | | | | | | |
751 | How vain are all things here below! | | | | | | | |
752 | Alas! how poor and little worth | | | | | | | |
753 | O my soul, what means this sadness? | | | | | | | |
754 | I love the Lord: he heard my cries | | | | | | | |
755 | Lord, what a thoughtless wretch was I | | | | | | | |
756 | My spirit sinks within me, Lord | | | | | | | |
757 | These mortal joys, how soon they fade! | | | | | | | |
758 | Long have we heard the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
759 | Sweet was the time when first I felt | | | | | | | |
760 | O God, our help in ages past | | | | | | | |
761 | Let sinners take their course | | | | | | | |
762 | My God, thy service well demands | | | | | | | |
763 | "Father, forgive," the Saviour cried | | | | | | | |
764 | From thee, O God, our joys shall rise | | | | | | | |
765 | Religion is the chief concern | | | | | | | |
766 | O happy Christian, who can boast | | | | | | | |
767 | Come, we that love the Lord | | | | | | | |
768 | When gloomy thoughts and fears | | | | | | | |
769 | While in the tender years of youth | | | | | | | |
770 | How shall the young secure their hearts | | | | | | | |
771 | With humble heart and tongue | | | | | | | |
772 | O, in the morn of life, when youth | | | | | | | |
773 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
774 | Bestow, O Lord, upon our youth | | | | | | | |
775 | How happy is the child who hears | | | | | | | |
776 | Children, in years and knowledge young | | | | | | | |
777 | Children, hear the melting story | | | | | | | |
778 | "Remember thy Creator" | | | | | | | |
779 | Who can describe the joys that rise | | | | | | | |
780 | O, how divine, how sweet the joy | | | | | | | |
781 | Who can forbear to sing | | | | | | | |
782 | When God revealed his gracious name | | | | | | | |
783 | My faith looks up to thee | | | | | | | |
784 | Eternal Father, God of love | | | | | | | |
785 | Eternal Saviour, God of love | | | | | | | |
786 | Far as thy name is known | | | | | | | |
787 | Behold the sure foundation stone | | | | | | | |
788 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
789 | Not to the terrors of the Lord | | | | | | | |
790 | In one fraternal bond of love | | | | | | | |
791 | Come, let us join our friends above | | | | | | | |
792 | Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness | | | | | | | |
793 | Happy the souls to Jesus joined | | | | | | | |
794 | How honored is the place | | | | | | | |
795 | Zion stands with hills surrounded | | | | | | | |
796 | A host of spirits round the throne | | | | | | | |
797 | Great is the Lord our God | | | | | | | |
798 | With willing hearts we tread | | | | | | | |
799 | Come, happy souls, adore the Lamb | | | | | | | |
800 | O Lord, and will thy pardoning love | | | | | | | |