# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
400 | Return, O wand'rer, to thy home | | | | | | | |
401 | I would be thine, O take my heart | | | | | | | |
402 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
403 | Ye servants of God! | | | | | | | |
404 | 'Mid scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
405 | How calm and beautiful the morn | | | | | | | |
406 | Go watch and pray! thou canst not tell | | | | | | | |
407 | Thou art gone to the grave, but we will not deplore thee | | | | | | | |
408 | Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish | | | | | | | |
409 | Hail to the brightness of Zion's glad morning! | | | | | | | |
410 | What is life! 'Tis but a vapor | | | | | | | |
411 | I would not live alway: I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
412 | There is an hour of peaceful rest | | | | | | | |
413 | This world is poor from shore to shore | | | | | | | |
414 | The Lord is my Shepherd, he makes me repose | | | | | | | |
415 | Oh! tell me, thou Life and delight of my soul | | | | | | | |
416 | Rock of Ages, cleft for me | | | | | | | |
417 | Midst sorrow and care | | | | | | | |
418 | Through thy protecting care | | | | | | | |
419 | Child of sin and sorrow | | | | | | | |
420 | Silently the shades of evening | | | | | | | |
421 | Beyond where Cedron's waters flow | | | | | | | |
422 | The Prince of Salvation in triumph is riding | | | | | | | |
423 | Brightest and best of the sons of the morning | | | | | | | |
424 | The morning light is breaking | | | | | | | |
425 | Lord of the Sabbath and its light | | | | | | | |
426 | Another day has passed along | | | | | | | |
427 | Alas1 and did my Savior bleed | | | | | | | |
428 | Jesus! thou art the sinner's friend | | | | | | | |
429 | Lord! at thy feet we sinners lie | | | | | | | |
430 | O thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
431 | From ev'ry stormy wind that blows | | | | | | | |
432 | God of my life, to thee I call | | | | | | | |
433 | Oh! that my load of sin were gone | | | | | | | |
434 | Hearts of stone, relent, relent | | | | | | | |
435 | Sovereign Ruler, Lord of all | | | | | | | |
436 | Once I thought my mountain strong | | | | | | | |
437 | Drooping souls, no longer mourn | | | | | | | |
438 | Dying souls, fast bound in sin | | | | | | | |
439 | Sinner, come, 'Mid thy gloom | | | | | | | |
440 | Farewell! Farewell! We meet no more | | | | | | | |
441 | Hark! those happy voices saying | | | | | | | |
442 | !Mercy, O thou Son of David!" | | | | | | | |
443 | Awake, my soul, to joyful lays | | | | | | | |
444 | Awaked by Sinai's awful sound | | | | | | | |
445 | Hark, hark! the gospel trumpet sounds | | | | | | | |
446 | Welcome, delightful morn! | | | | | | | |
447 | To Jesus, the crown of my hope | | | | | | | |
448 | Ye angels who stand round the throne | | | | | | | |
449 | The voice of free grace cries, Escape to the mountain | | | | | | | |
450 | Come ye sinners, poor and needy | | | | | | | |
451 | How tedious and tasteless the hours | | | | | | | |
452 | Hark! my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
453 | Oh! how happy are they | | | | | | | |
454 | Friend after friend departs | | | | | | | |
455 | How gentle God's commands! | | | | | | | |
456 | Come, let us anew | | | | | | | |
457 | Send kindly light amid the encircling gloom | | | | | | | |
458 | Wilt Thou not visit me? | | | | | | | |
459 | Nearer, my God, to Thee | | | | | | | |
460 | My God, my Father, while I stray | | | | | | | |
461 | With tearful eyes I look around | | | | | | | |
462 | Just as I am--without one plea | | | | | | | |
463 | I now have found abiding rest | | | | | | | |
464 | From deep distress to thee I pray | | | | | | | |
465 | Parted for some anxious days | | | | | | | |
466 | Blessed Savior, thee I love | | | | | | | |
467 | Praise to our heavenly Father, God | | | | | | | |
468 | Slowly, in sadness and in tears | | | | | | | |
469 | When I can trust my all with God | | | | | | | |
470 | Come, my fond fluttering heart! | | | | | | | |
471 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
472 | Forever with the Lord | | | | | | | |
473 | Welcome to thy flock again | | | | | | | |
474 | When thou, our Savior-God alone | | | | | | | |
475 | Dear Savior! at thy feet we bow | | | | | | | |
476 | O God, to thy promise our hearts humbly cling | | | | | | | |
477 | "Let little children come to me" | | | | | | | |
478 | Come, thou Fount of every blessing! | | | | | | | |
479 | Happy soul, thy days are ending | | | | | | | |
480 | Ye angels! who stand round the throne | | | | | | | |
481 | How blest the righteous when he dies! | | | | | | | |
482 | O thou who diest the mourner's tear | | | | | | | |
483 | Far from us be grief and sadness | | | | | | | |
484 | Children of the heavenly King! | | | | | | | |
485 | Blest are the sons of peace | | | | | | | |
486 | Great the joy when Christians meet | | | | | | | |
487 | My Shepherd will supply my need | | | | | | | |
488 | Speak gently--it is better far | | | | | | | |