# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
301 | Love divine! all love excelling | | | | | | | |
302 | Father of light! we sing thy name | | | | | | | |
303 | Stand up, my soul! shake off thy fears | | | | | | | |
304 | Awake, my soul! lift up thine eyes | | | | | | | |
305 | Your harps, ye trembling saints | | | | | | | |
306 | Now let the feeble all be strong | | | | | | | |
307 | Inquire, ye pilgrims, for the way | | | | | | | |
308 | Sing, ye redeemed of the Lord | | | | | | | |
309 | Our country is Immanuel's ground | | | | | | | |
310 | O happy is the man who hears | | | | | | | |
311 | My God, the steps of pious men | | | | | | | |
312 | Awake, our souls--away our fears | | | | | | | |
313 | Am I a soldier of the cross? | | | | | | | |
314 | Through sorrow's night and danger's way | | | | | | | |
315 | A soldier's course, from battles won | | | | | | | |
316 | Shine on our souls, eternal God | | | | | | | |
317 | Eternal Father! we confess | | | | | | | |
318 | Is this the kind return | | | | | | | |
319 | As every day thy mercy spares | | | | | | | |
320 | Be with me, Lord, where'er I go | | | | | | | |
321 | Thine influence, mighty God, is felt | | | | | | | |
322 | Light of those whose dreary dwelling | | | | | | | |
323 | While here, as wandering sheep we stray | | | | | | | |
324 | My gracious God! whose changeless love | | | | | | | |
325 | My righteous Judge, my gracious God | | | | | | | |
326 | O thou, to whose all-searching sight | | | | | | | |
327 | Unite, my roving thoughts, unite | | | | | | | |
328 | Praise to the Lord of the boundless might | | | | | | | |
329 | Thy piercing eye, O God, surveys | | | | | | | |
330 | To thee, my God, my days are known | | | | | | | |
331 | Bright Source of intellectual rays | | | | | | | |
332 | As the hart, with eager looks | | | | | | | |
333 | Up to the heavens I send my cry | | | | | | | |
334 | And art thou with us, gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
335 | When floods of grief assail the mind | | | | | | | |
336 | And will the Majesty of heaven | | | | | | | |
337 | How long shall dreams of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
338 | Ye golden lamps of heaven, farewell! | | | | | | | |
339 | God of my life! thy constant care | | | | | | | |
340 | Beset with snares on every hand | | | | | | | |
341 | O God of Jacob, by whose hand | | | | | | | |
342 | My God, what silken cords are thine! | | | | | | | |
343 | Wherewith shall we approach the Lord | | | | | | | |
344 | Lord! what offering shall we bring | | | | | | | |
345 | Father divine! thy piercing eye | | | | | | | |
346 | Lord! I believe a rest remains | | | | | | | |
347 | Come, weary souls with sin distressed | | | | | | | |
348 | Bright was the guiding star that led | | | | | | | |
349 | Sons of men! behold from far | | | | | | | |
350 | My God! assist me while I raise | | | | | | | |
351 | Great Source of being and of love! | | | | | | | |
352 | Our Father! Source of grace divine! | | | | | | | |
353 | Why should we lavish out our years | | | | | | | |
354 | Hark! for 'tis wisdom's voice | | | | | | | |
355 | Broad is the road that leads to death | | | | | | | |
356 | When all the hours of life are past | | | | | | | |
357 | How many millions draw their breath | | | | | | | |
358 | How blest the sacred tie that binds | | | | | | | |
359 | O turn, great Ruler of the skies | | | | | | | |
360 | Oh! happy souls are they | | | | | | | |
361 | O thou, the wretched's sure retreat! | | | | | | | |
362 | Blest Instructor, from thy ways | | | | | | | |
363 | Great Ruler of all nature's frame | | | | | | | |
364 | Father, I bless thy gentle hand | | | | | | | |
365 | God moves in a mysterious way | | | | | | | |
366 | When Israel through the desert passed | | | | | | | |
367 | How blest thy creature is, O God | | | | | | | |
368 | Rise, O my soul! pursue the path | | | | | | | |
369 | Give me the wings of faith to rise | | | | | | | |
370 | From Christ, my Lord, shall I depart | | | | | | | |
371 | Children of God! arise | | | | | | | |
372 | Our Father! we are thine | | | | | | | |
373 | Remark, my soul, the narrow bounds | | | | | | | |
374 | How shall the young secure their hearts | | | | | | | |
375 | How rich thy bounty, King of kings | | | | | | | |
376 | Happy the man whose cautious feet | | | | | | | |
377 | I send the joys of earth away | | | | | | | |
378 | Long have I sat beneath the sound | | | | | | | |
379 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
380 | Oh Israel, blest beyond compare! | | | | | | | |
381 | Great Object of thine Israel's hope! | | | | | | | |
382 | Triumphant Zion, lift thy head | | | | | | | |
383 | God is the refuge of his saints | | | | | | | |
384 | Great is the Lord our God! | | | | | | | |
385 | Hear what God the Lord hath spoken | | | | | | | |
386 | Shine forth, Eternal source of light! | | | | | | | |
387 | Indulgent God, with pitying eye | | | | | | | |
388 | Who shall ascend thy heavenly place | | | | | | | |
389 | Thus saith the high and lofty One | | | | | | | |
390 | The time draws near when every soul | | | | | | | |
391 | Salvation! oh melodious sound | | | | | | | |
392 | When 'reft of all, and hopeless care | | | | | | | |
393 | O how I love thy holy word | | | | | | | |
394 | Behold the glass the Gospel lends | | | | | | | |
395 | The darkened sky--how thick it lowers | | | | | | | |
396 | Thanks be to God, the Lord | | | | | | | |
397 | Let children hear the mighty deeds | | | | | | | |
398 | Lord, when iniquities abound | | | | | | | |
399 | A voice from the desert comes, awful and shrill! | | | | | | | |
400 | Shall the frail race of flesh and blood | | | | | | | |