# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
301 | Within these hallowed walls | | | | | | | |
302 | Christ is our cornerstone | | | | | | | |
303 | Ye dying sons of men | | | | | | | |
304 | Welcome, delightful morn, Thou [Sweet] day of sacred rest | | | | | | | |
305 | Lord of the worlds above, How pleasant and how fair | | | | | | | |
306 | Let every creature join To bless Jehovah's name | | | | | | | |
307 | Ye boundless realms of joy | | | | | | | |
308 | Come, let our voices join in one glad [joyful] song [songs] of praise | | | | | | | |
309 | Fixed on the sacred hills | | | | | | | |
310 | Now the Savior invites you to come | | | | | | | |
311 | Go and tell Jesus, weary, sin sick [fainting] soul | | | | | | | |
312 | Land ahead, its fruits are waving | | | | | | | |
313 | Out on an ocean all boundless we ride | | | | | | | |
314 | Meet again when time [life] is o'er | | | | | | | |
315 | Brethren in Christ and well beloved | | | | | | | |
316 | Lord, I despair myself to heal | | | | | | | |
317 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
318 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
319 | Jesus, my Savior, Brother, Friend | | | | | | | |
320 | Jesus, I fain would walk in thee | | | | | | | |
321 | Prayer may be sweet in cottage homes | | | | | | | |
322 | To God the Father, God the Son | | | | | | | |
323 | My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
324 | Weary of wandering from my God | | | | | | | |
325 | Who can describe the joys that rise | | | | | | | |
326 | Would you see Jesus? Come with prayer | | | | | | | |
327 | While life prolongs its precious light | | | | | | | |
328 | Glory to thee, O God, most high! | | | | | | | |
329 | Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep | | | | | | | |
330 | How blest the righteous when he dies | | | | | | | |
331 | Go, spirit of the sainted dead | | | | | | | |
332 | Why should we start and fear to die | | | | | | | |
333 | How sweet the hour of closing day | | | | | | | |
334 | Dear is the spot where Christians sleep | | | | | | | |
335 | She sleeps beneath her native earth | | | | | | | |
336 | Sweet is the scene when [where] Christians die | | | | | | | |
337 | One more day's work for Jesus | | | | | | | |
338 | Softly on the breath of evening | | | | | | | |
339 | Yes, we trust the day is breaking | | | | | | | |
340 | Father, by thy heavenly blessing | | | | | | | |
341 | For his sake who bought our [my] pardon | | | | | | | |
342 | Hark, the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
343 | Come ye [you] sinners, poor and wretched [needy], Weak and wounded | | | | | | | |
344 | Sinner [sinners], will you [ye] scorn [slight] the message | | | | | | | |
345 | Glad we welcome every brother | | | | | | | |
346 | Welcome days of solemn meeting | | | | | | | |
347 | Jesus, the very [only] thought of Thee [You] | | | | | | | |
348 | Far from the world, O Lord, I [I'd] [we] flee | | | | | | | |
349 | As pants the hart for cooling streams | | | | | | | |
350 | O render thanks and bless the Lord | | | | | | | |
351 | The Savior, O what endless [boundless] charms | | | | | | | |
352 | Dear Shepherd of thy people here, Thy presence | | | | | | | |
353 | The Savior calls, let every ear attend | | | | | | | |
354 | There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins] | | | | | | | |
355 | Come, humble sinner, in whose breast | | | | | | | |
356 | Blest are the souls that [who] hear and know | | | | | | | |
357 | Come, humble souls, ye mourners, come | | | | | | | |
358 | There is a name I love to hear, I love to sing [speak] its worth | | | | | | | |
359 | Lord, when we bow before thy throne | | | | | | | |
360 | I heard the voice of Jesus say, come unto me and rest | | | | | | | |
361 | Come, let us lift our joyful eyes Up to the [To heavenly] courts above | | | | | | | |
362 | Eternal Source of joys divine | | | | | | | |
363 | Builder of mighty worlds on worlds | | | | | | | |
364 | Firm as the earth thy [the] gospel stands | | | | | | | |
365 | Ye valiant soldiers of the cross | | | | | | | |
366 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
367 | I will sing for Jesus, With his blood | | | | | | | |
368 | Where do you journey, my brother | | | | | | | |
369 | Naught of merit, or of price | | | | | | | |
370 | On a fearful brink I stood | | | | | | | |
371 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
372 | On to the battlefield | | | | | | | |
373 | Soldiers of Christ are we | | | | | | | |
374 | God bless our native land, Firm may she | | | | | | | |
375 | Come all ye [you] saints of God | | | | | | | |
376 | Glory to God on high, Let heaven and earth reply | | | | | | | |
377 | I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my home | | | | | | | |
378 | Child of sin and sorrow, Filled with dismay | | | | | | | |
379 | More love to thee, O Christ [God] | | | | | | | |
380 | I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger, I can tarry | | | | | | | |
381 | Gentle Shepherd, great thy blessing | | | | | | | |
382 | In the Christian's home in [of] glory | | | | | | | |
383 | This is not my [a] place of resting | | | | | | | |
384 | Hear the Savior's precious promise | | | | | | | |
385 | By faith I view my Savior bleeding | | | | | | | |
386 | My son, know thou the Lord | | | | | | | |
387 | Servant of God, well done, rest | | | | | | | |
388 | Mourn for the tarnished gem | | | | | | | |
389 | In Jesus' name we come | | | | | | | |
390 | While I thy mercies trace | | | | | | | |
391 | Lord, at this closing hour, Establish | | | | | | | |
392 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
393 | Come at the morning hour | | | | | | | |
394 | As strangers here below | | | | | | | |
395 | With grateful hearts we breathe today [raise to thee] | | | | | | | |
396 | Sow in the morn thy [the] seed, At eve | | | | | | | |
397 | With humble heart and tongue, my God | | | | | | | |
398 | When overwhelmed with grief | | | | | | | |
399 | Come, Holy Spirit, come | | | | | | | |
400 | Is this the kind return | | | | | | | |