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501 | Sweet is the scene when [where] Christians die | | | | | | | |
502 | Gently, my Savior [Father], let me down | | | | | | | |
503 | Why should we weep for those who die | | | | | | | |
504 | The Lord shall [will] come, the earth shall [will] quake | | | | | | | |
505 | The [That] day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven | | | | | | | |
506 | He reigns, the Lord, the [our] Savior reigns | | | | | | | |
507 | As Jesus died, and rose again | | | | | | | |
508 | My faith shall triumph o'er the grave and trample on the tombs | | | | | | | |
509 | Hark to the trump, behold it breaks | | | | | | | |
510 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
511 | Far from the [these] narrow [gloomy] scenes of night [life] | | | | | | | |
512 | Rest for the toiling hand | | | | | | | |
513 | Waked by the trumpet's sound | | | | | | | |
514 | And will the Judge descend [ascend] | | | | | | | |
515 | Thou Judge of quick and dead | | | | | | | |
516 | He comes, the conqueror comes | | | | | | | |
517 | And is there, Lord, a rest | | | | | | | |
518 | O for a sweet, inspiring ray | | | | | | | |
519 | O happy saints that [who] dwell in light [above] | | | | | | | |
520 | Hark how the choral song of heaven | | | | | | | |
521 | Now let our souls, on wings sublime | | | | | | | |
522 | Still one in life and one in death | | | | | | | |
523 | Descend from heaven, immortal Dove | | | | | | | |
524 | There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign | | | | | | | |
525 | Lo! what a glorious sight appears | | | | | | | |
526 | Hope of our hearts, O Lord, appear, Thou glorious | | | | | | | |
527 | O could our thoughts and wishes fly | | | | | | | |
528 | Lord, I believe a rest remains | | | | | | | |
529 | The whole creation groans and waits | | | | | | | |
530 | God of my life, my morning song | | | | | | | |
531 | Giver and Guardian of my sleep | | | | | | | |
532 | [O] God, who [that] madest [made the] earth and heaven [sky] | | | | | | | |
533 | Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray | | | | | | | |
534 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
535 | Now from the altar of my heart [our hearts] | | | | | | | |
536 | O Christ, with each returning morn | | | | | | | |
537 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | | | |
538 | New every morning is the love | | | | | | | |
539 | Sun of my soul [our souls], thou [my] [O] Savior [Father] dear | | | | | | | |
540 | Glory to thee, my [our] God [O Lord], this night [day] | | | | | | | |
541 | Thus far the Lord hath [has] led me on | | | | | | | |
542 | We lift our hearts to thee, O [Our] [Thou] Day-Star | | | | | | | |
543 | Serene, I laid me down | | | | | | | |
544 | My God, permit my tongue this joy, to call thee mine | | | | | | | |
545 | Blest be thou, the [O] God of Isr'l | | | | | | | |
546 | The day, O Lord, is spent | | | | | | | |
547 | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
548 | Tomorrow, Lord, is thine | | | | | | | |
549 | God of the morning, at whose [thy] voice | | | | | | | |
550 | Forth in thy name [strength], O Lord, I [we] go | | | | | | | |
551 | Lord! let my heart still turn to thee | | | | | | | |
552 | My God, how endless [lasting] is thy love | | | | | | | |
553 | All praise to thee, my God, this night | | | | | | | |
554 | Great God, to thee my evening song | | | | | | | |
555 | Come, ye [you] disconsolate, where'er ye [you] languish | | | | | | | |
556 | Brightness of the Father's glory, Shall thy praise unuttered lie | | | | | | | |
557 | Come, ye [you] thankful people, come | | | | | | | |
558 | Pleasant are Thy courts above In the land of light | | | | | | | |
559 | The golden gates are lifted up | | | | | | | |
560 | Salvation, O the joyful sound | | | | | | | |
561 | One prayer I have, all prayers in one | | | | | | | |
562 | While o'er the deep thy servants sail | | | | | | | |
563 | Almighty Father, hear our cry | | | | | | | |
564 | A light streams downward from the sky | | | | | | | |
565 | When adverse winds and waves arise | | | | | | | |
566 | Forth from the dark and [the] stormy sky | | | | | | | |
567 | None loves me, Father, with thy love | | | | | | | |
568 | Peace, troubled soul, whose [thy] plaintive moan | | | | | | | |
569 | How welcome was the call | | | | | | | |
570 | In every trying hour | | | | | | | |
571 | If, through unruffled seas, Toward heaven we calmly sail | | | | | | | |
572 | The harvest dawn is near | | | | | | | |
573 | Sing of Jesus, sing forever | | | | | | | |
574 | Saints in glory we together | | | | | | | |
575 | The voice of free grace cries escape | | | | | | | |
576 | Thou art gone to the grave but we will not deplore thee | | | | | | | |
577 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
578 | Rejoice and be glad, the Redeemer has come | | | | | | | |
579 | Abide with me, fast falls the eventide | | | | | | | |
580 | O holy Savior Friend unseen, since on thine arm | | | | | | | |
581 | O Thou the contrite sinner's friend | | | | | | | |
582 | All glory, praise, and honor, to thee, Redeemer, King | | | | | | | |
583 | Come, let us sing of Jesus, While hearts and accents blend | | | | | | | |
584 | My heavenly home is bright and fair nor pain nor death | | | | | | | |
585 | O love divine, that [who] stooped [stoop'st] [stoops] to share | | | | | | | |
586 | In the Christian's home in [of] glory | | | | | | | |
587 | This is not my [a] place of resting | | | | | | | |
588 | Thy way, not mine, O Lord | | | | | | | |
589 | Be tranquil, O my soul | | | | | | | |
590 | Cheer up, desponding soul | | | | | | | |
591 | There is a blessed home Beyond this land of woe | | | | | | | |
592 | My Jesus [Father] [Savior], as thou wilt | | | | | | | |
593 | My spirit longeth [longs] for Thee, Within my troubled breast | | | | | | | |
594 | Uplift the banner, let it float skyward and seaward | | | | | | | |
595 | Let me be with thee where thou art | | | | | | | |
596 | Far from my [our] thoughts, vain world, be gone | | | | | | | |
597 | Jesus, lead the way Guide us day by day | | | | | | | |
598 | Jesus, with all thy saints above | | | | | | | |
599 | Thy will be done, In devious way | | | | | | | |
600 | My God, my Father [My God and Father], while [whilst] [though] I stray [pray] | | | | | | | |