# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
190 | I heard the voice of Jesus say | | | | | | | |
191 | Grant us, dear Lord, from evil ways | | | | | | | |
192 | Jerusalem the golden! | | | | | | | |
193 | No seas again shall sever | | | | | | | |
194 | God is my strong salvation | | | | | | | |
195 | Lamp of our feet! whereby we trace | | | | | | | |
196 | Father of mercies, in thy word | | | | | | | |
197 | Calm on the bosom of thy God | | | | | | | |
198 | Oh, what a lonely path were ours | | | | | | | |
199 | Our Father! through the coming year | | | | | | | |
200 | Saviour, like a Shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
201 | Lead us, heavenly Father, lead us | | | | | | | |
202 | Pilgrims in this vale of sorrow | | | | | | | |
203 | Everything we love and cherish | | | | | | | |
204 | Jesu, Lover of my soul | | | | | | | |
205 | Thou art the Way; to thee alone | | | | | | | |
206 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
207 | O Thou, from whom all goodness flows | | | | | | | |
208 | Dear Father, to thy mercy-seat | | | | | | | |
209 | There is no night in heaven | | | | | | | |
210 | Christ, whose glory fills the skies | | | | | | | |
211 | As with gladness men of old | | | | | | | |
212 | Saviour! thy gentle voice | | | | | | | |
213 | I'm but a stranger here | | | | | | | |
214 | My country! 'tis of thee | | | | | | | |
215 | God bless our native land! | | | | | | | |
216 | My Jesus, as thou wilt! | | | | | | | |
217 | Thy way, not mine, O Lord | | | | | | | |
218 | I feel within a want | | | | | | | |
219 | Go up, go up, my heart! | | | | | | | |
220 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
221 | Gracious Spirit, Love divine! | | | | | | | |
222 | A few more years shall roll | | | | | | | |
223 | Thy home is with the humble, Lord! | | | | | | | |
224 | My God, accept my heart this day | | | | | | | |
225 | Oh, for a heart to praise my God | | | | | | | |
226 | Father in heav'n, to whom our hearts | | | | | | | |
227 | Jesus, in sickness and in pain | | | | | | | |
228 | Love divine, all love excelling | | | | | | | |
229 | Know, my soul, thy full salvation | | | | | | | |
230 | Holy Father, thou hast taught me | | | | | | | |
231 | Awake, our souls! away, our fears | | | | | | | |
232 | We have no home on earth below | | | | | | | |
233 | Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep! | | | | | | | |
234 | Jesus! our best beloved Friend | | | | | | | |
235 | Sweet peace of conscience, heav'nly guest | | | | | | | |
236 | O God, beneath thy guiding hand | | | | | | | |
237 | We go with the redeemed to taste | | | | | | | |
238 | Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer | | | | | | | |
239 | With grateful hearts, with joyful tongues | | | | | | | |
240 | Come, we who love the Lord | | | | | | | |
241 | Jesus, who knows full well | | | | | | | |
242 | If through unruffled seas | | | | | | | |
243 | Our toils and conflicts cease | | | | | | | |
244 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
245 | Author of good! to thee we turn | | | | | | | |
246 | While thee I seek, protecting Power! | | | | | | | |
247 | Far from these narrow scenes of night | | | | | | | |
248 | To Him from whom our blessings flow | | | | | | | |
249 | The roseate hues of early dawn | | | | | | | |
250 | God of our lives! thy various praise | | | | | | | |
251 | Try us, O God, and search the ground | | | | | | | |
252 | Time is winging us away | | | | | | | |
253 | Rise, my soul! and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
254 | Praise the Lord, who reigns above | | | | | | | |
255 | "Forever with the Lord!" | | | | | | | |
256 | Behold the throne of grace | | | | | | | |
257 | One sweetly solemn thought | | | | | | | |
258 | Though in a foreign land | | | | | | | |
259 | There is a fold whence none can stray | | | | | | | |
260 | My feet are weary with the march | | | | | | | |
261 | There is a place of waveless rest | | | | | | | |
262 | Ye golden lamps of heaven! farewell | | | | | | | |
263 | Lord, thou hast searched and seen me through | | | | | | | |
264 | Let me be with thee where thou art | | | | | | | |
265 | My Maker and my King! | | | | | | | |
266 | I have a home above | | | | | | | |
267 | Angel voices, ever singing | | | | | | | |
268 | We are dying day by day | | | | | | | |
269 | Where Thy saints in glory reign | | | | | | | |
270 | For thee, O dear, dear country | | | | | | | |
271 | Now the day is over, Night is drawing nigh | | | | | | | |
272 | O Paradise! O Paradise! | | | | | | | |
273 | The way is long and dreary | | | | | | | |
274 | Onward, Christian soldiers | | | | | | | |
275 | The Homeland! O the Homeland! the land of the free-born! | | | | | | | |
276 | There is a happy land, Far, far away | | | | | | | |
277 | We are but strangers here | | | | | | | |
278 | My God, permit me not to be | | | | | | | |
279 | Eternal Spirit, we confess | | | | | | | |
280 | Father of eternal grace | | | | | | | |
281 | Prince of peace! control my will | | | | | | | |