# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
201 | Hark! what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
202 | Father, hear the songs we raise thee | | | | | | | |
203 | Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing | | | | | | | |
204 | Gently Lord, O gently lead us | | | | | | | |
205 | Light of those whose dreary dwelling | | | | | | | |
206 | Children, hear the melting story | | | | | | | |
207 | Men of God, go, take your stations | | | | | | | |
208 | Our Father, bless this hour | | | | | | | |
209 | Come, thou Almighty King! | | | | | | | |
210 | Our Father, nature's God! | | | | | | | |
211 | O thou all-gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
212 | That music sweet and lowly | | | | | | | |
213 | Go, when the morning shineth | | | | | | | |
214 | Assembled in the morning | | | | | | | |
215 | "Remember thy Creator" | | | | | | | |
216 | Come seek the Saviour early | | | | | | | |
217 | As flows the rapid river | | | | | | | |
218 | The leaves around me falling | | | | | | | |
219 | To thee, O blessd Saviour | | | | | | | |
220 | My father, my mother, I know | | | | | | | |
221 | When laden and weary with sin | | | | | | | |
222 | I would not live alway; I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
223 | 'Tis pleasant our brothers and sisters to meet | | | | | | | |
224 | While gratefully telling, Oh, Saviour, thy praise | | | | | | | |
225 | Our Father in heaven, We hallow thy name! | | | | | | | |
226 | While the heart for truth is beaming | | | | | | | |
227 | Our Father, in temptation | | | | | | | |
228 | While, in the Temple sleeping | | | | | | | |
229 | Dark was the night when the Saviour was laid | | | | | | | |
230 | O how sweetly sound the Sabbath bell | | | | | | | |
231 | There is peace in the happy land | | | | | | | |
232 | Oh come, let us sing! | | | | | | | |
233 | Father, at the dawning Of this sacred morning | | | | | | | |
234 | Our Father and our Friend | | | | | | | |
235 | Be Thou, O God, our guide | | | | | | | |
236 | We sing, we sing Thy praise, Oh, Prince of Peace! | | | | | | | |
237 | When o'er earth is breaking | | | | | | | |
238 | When the rose is blushing | | | | | | | |
239 | In our life's young morning | | | | | | | |
240 | Prayer is sweet and holy! | | | | | | | |
241 | Life is a day, Fleeting and brief | | | | | | | |
242 | Sweet Sabbath School! I love thee well | | | | | | | |
243 | When torn is the bosom with sorrow and care | | | | | | | |
244 | Now to heav'n our pray'rs ascending | | | | | | | |
245 | On the peaceful Sabbath morn | | | | | | | |
246 | Now, the Saviour's voice obeying | | | | | | | |
247 | Oh! who hath bless'd our youthful days | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal has not been proofed - data may be incomplete or incorrect]