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| d1 | Be thou, O God, exalted high | | | | | | | |
| d2 | Blest are the sons of peace | | | | | | | |
| d3 | Brother, rest from sin and sorrow | | | | | | | |
| d4 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
| d5 | Come soft and gentle evening | | | | | | | |
| d6 | Come, thou almighty King, Help us thy name to sing | | | | | | | |
| d7 | Father in heaven, to thee my heart | | | | | | | |
| d8 | Father of spirits, take, O take | | | | | | | |
| d9 | Father, once more let grateful praise | | | | | | | |
| d10 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
| d11 | From earliest dawn of life | | | | | | | |
| d12 | Go, when the morning shineth | | | | | | | |
| d13 | Heavenly Father, grant thy blessing on the instructions | | | | | | | |
| d14 | How blest the sacred tie that binds | | | | | | | |
| d15 | How happy is the child who hears | | | | | | | |
| d16 | How sweet, how [and] heavenly is the sight | | | | | | | |
| d17 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
| d18 | I want to be an angel, and with the angels stand | | | | | | | |
| d19 | In the Christian's home in [of] glory | | | | | | | |
| d20 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
| d21 | Let one loud song of praise arise | | | | | | | |
| d22 | O Lord, behold before thy throne | | | | | | | |
| d23 | O thou to whose all searching sight | | | | | | | |
| d24 | Our country, now to thee | | | | | | | |
| d25 | Part in peace, is day before us? | | | | | | | |
| d26 | Praise to God, immortal praise | | | | | | | |
| d27 | Remember thy Creator, While youth's fair spring | | | | | | | |
| d28 | Sister, thou wast [wert] mild and lovely | | | | | | | |
| d29 | Softly beam [beams] the dews [dew] of morning | | | | | | | |
| d30 | Suppliant, lo, thy children bend | | | | | | | |
| d31 | Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright | | | | | | | |
| d32 | Swift my childhood's dreams are passing | | | | | | | |
| d33 | The calm retreat, the silent shade | | | | | | | |
| d34 | The eastern hills are glowing | | | | | | | |
| d35 | The hours of evening close | | | | | | | |
| d36 | The Lord my pasture shall prepare, and feed me with a shepherd's care | | | | | | | |
| d37 | The morning light is breaking; the darkness disappears | | | | | | | |
| d38 | There is a place of sacred [waveless] rest, Far, far beyond the skies | | | | | | | |
| d39 | There is a pure and [a] peaceful wave | | | | | | | |
| d40 | There is a region lovelier far Than sages tell or poets sing | | | | | | | |
| d41 | There is a stream whose gentle flow | | | | | | | |
| d42 | There is an hour of hallowed peace | | | | | | | |
| d43 | Thou didst cause the light to shine | | | | | | | |
| d44 | Thou soft [sweet] flowing [gliding] Kedron [Cedron], by thy silver [limpid] stream | | | | | | | |
| d45 | Thy works proclaim thy glory, Lord | | | | | | | |
| d46 | To thy pastures fair and large | | | | | | | |
| d47 | When the Olive plants increasing | | | | | | | |
| d48 | While nature welcomes in the day | | | | | | | |
| d49 | While thee I [we] seek, protecting power | | | | | | | |
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