# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
200 | The presence of thy grace impart | | | | | | | |
201 | Let thy devoted servant go | | | | | | | |
202 | With all thy power, O Lord, defend | | | | | | | |
203 | How beauteous are their feet | | | | | | | |
204 | Father of mercies, bow thine ear | | | | | | | |
205 | Before thy throne, eternal King! | | | | | | | |
206 | Well met, dear friends, in Jesu's name | | | | | | | |
207 | Encourag'd by thy holy word | | | | | | | |
208 | To thine Almighty arm we owe | | | | | | | |
209 | While o'er our guilty land, O Lord! | | | | | | | |
210 | Lord, how shall wretched sinners dare | | | | | | | |
211 | Praise to the Lord, who bows his ear | | | | | | | |
212 | Great Ruler of the earth and skies | | | | | | | |
213 | To thee who reign'st supreme above | | | | | | | |
214 | When Abra'm, full of sacred awe | | | | | | | |
215 | See, gracious God, before thy throne | | | | | | | |
216 | Lord, look on all assembled here | | | | | | | |
217 | The Lord my shepherd and my guide | | | | | | | |
218 | When all thy mercies, O my God | | | | | | | |
219 | To praise the ever beauteous Lord | | | | | | | |
220 | When blooming youth is snatch'd away | | | | | | | |
221 | Thee we adore, eternal Name! | | | | | | | |
222 | Vain man, thy fond pursuits forbear | | | | | | | |
223 | What scenes of horror and of dread | | | | | | | |
224 | My soul, come meditate the day | | | | | | | |
225 | Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound | | | | | | | |
226 | Why should we start and fear to die? | | | | | | | |
227 | Remember, Lord, our mortal state | | | | | | | |
228 | And must this body die | | | | | | | |
229 | Lord, what a feeble piece | | | | | | | |
230 | Why do we mourn departed friends | | | | | | | |
231 | Why should our mourning thoughts delight | | | | | | | |
232 | My God! my God! and must I die | | | | | | | |
233 | Death, as a sleep or gentle doze | | | | | | | |
234 | We needs must die who banish'd lie | | | | | | | |
235 | Dread Sovereign, let my evening song | | | | | | | |
236 | Today God bids the faithful rest | | | | | | | |
237 | Behold! the morning sun | | | | | | | |
238 | Lord, thou wilt hear me when I pray | | | | | | | |
239 | Lord hast thou suffered me to see | | | | | | | |
240 | Now, Lord, another of thy days | | | | | | | |
241 | See how the mounting sun | | | | | | | |
242 | Now from the altar of my our hearts | | | | | | | |
243 | All praise to thee, my God, this night | | | | | | | |
244 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | | | |
245 | When, O dear Jesus, when shall I | | | | | | | |
246 | My God, how endless is thy love! | | | | | | | |
247 | Once more, my soul, the rising day | | | | | | | |
248 | Hosanna with a cheerful sound | | | | | | | |
249 | Hail, Alpha and Omega, hail! | | | | | | | |
250 | The Lord! how fearful is his name! | | | | | | | |
251 | Lord, what a wretched land is this | | | | | | | |
252 | Often I seek my Lord by night | | | | | | | |
253 | We sing to thee, whose wisdom form'd | | | | | | | |
254 | Awake, my soul, awake mine eyes | | | | | | | |
255 | Sleep, downy sleep, come, close mine eyes | | | | | | | |
256 | Not all the nobles of the earth | | | | | | | |
257 | Lord, I am vile, conceiv'd in sin | | | | | | | |
258 | My God, my life, my love | | | | | | | |
259 | And is it yet, dear Lord, a doubt | | | | | | | |
260 | O Come let us join, Together combine | | | | | | | |
261 | All ye that pass by | | | | | | | |
262 | O Jesus, our Lord | | | | | | | |
263 | Come, thou Almighty King | | | | | | | |
264 | The God of Abr'am praise | | | | | | | |
265 | The Lord of earth and sky | | | | | | | |
266 | The Church a garden is | | | | | | | |
267 | Rejoice, the Lord is King | | | | | | | |
268 | Israel in ancient days | | | | | | | |
269 | Upward I lift mine eyes | | | | | | | |
270 | Give thanks to God most high | | | | | | | |
271 | Ye tribes of Adam, join | | | | | | | |
272 | With cheerful voice I sing | | | | | | | |
273 | In sweet exalted strains | | | | | | | |
274 | Repent and be baptiz'd | | | | | | | |
275 | Blow ye the trumpet, blow | | | | | | | |
276 | Awake our drowsy souls | | | | | | | |
277 | God of my salvation, hear | | | | | | | |
278 | Jesu, friend of sinners hear | | | | | | | |
279 | Jesus, let thy pitying eye | | | | | | | |
280 | Hear me, O Redeemer, hear | | | | | | | |
281 | My Lord, how great's the favor | | | | | | | |
282 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
283 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
284 | Hark! my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
285 | 'Tis a point I long to know | | | | | | | |
286 | What good news the angels bring | | | | | | | |
287 | Children of the heavenly King | | | | | | | |
288 | Gracious Lord, incline thine ear | | | | | | | |
289 | Now begin the heav'nly theme | | | | | | | |
290 | Brethren, let us join to bless | | | | | | | |
291 | While, with ceaseless course, the sun | | | | | | | |
292 | Glory be to God on high! Hallelujah! | | | | | | | |
293 | Thou hidden love of God, whose height | | | | | | | |
294 | Save me, O thou bleeding Lamb | | | | | | | |
295 | 'Tis finish'd, the Redeemer said | | | | | | | |
296 | Most righteous God, my doom I bear | | | | | | | |
297a | Thou God of glorious majesty! | | | | | | | |
297b | When, my mind divinely pressed | | | | | | | |
298 | I'm tir'd with visits, modes and forms | | | | | | | |