# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
12 | Dismiss us with thy blessing, Lord | | | | | | | |
13a | 'Twas God who made the earth and skies | | | | | | | |
13b | Praise God, from whom all blessings flow | | | | | | | |
13c | From all that dwell below the skies | | | | | | | |
13d | Come, Christian brethren, ere we part | | | | | | | |
14 | Now that our journey's just begun | | | | | | | |
15a | O that the Lord would guide myways | | | | | | | |
15b | O that the Lord would teach my tongue | | | | | | | |
16 | Our Father in heaven, we hallow thy name | | | | | | | |
18 | How beauteous are their feet | | | | | | | |
19a | Grace--'tis a charming sound! | | | | | | | |
19b | Lord! I would come to thee | | | | | | | |
19c | Behold the ark of God! | | | | | | | |
19d | We now from school depart | | | | | | | |
20 | Great God! behold, before thy throne | | | | | | | |
21a | There is a God who reigns above | | | | | | | |
21b | Great Saviour, who didst condescend | | | | | | | |
22 | Come, children, hail the Prince of peace | | | | | | | |
23a | All hail the power of Jesus' name! | | | | | | | |
23b | Mortals, awake! with angels join | | | | | | | |
24 | I know that my Redeemer lives | | | | | | | |
25a | Another six days' work is done | | | | | | | |
25b | Come hither, all ye weary souls | | | | | | | |
26 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
28 | When shall the voice of singing | | | | | | | |
30 | Go to thy rest, my child | | | | | | | |
32 | The morning sky is bright and clear | | | | | | | |
34 | Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing | | | | | | | |
35a | Hark! the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
35b | O'er the gloomy hills of darkness | | | | | | | |
36 | The heavens declare thy glory, Lord | | | | | | | |
37a | Great God! and wilt thou be so kind | | | | | | | |
37b | Dear Saviour, if these lambs should stray | | | | | | | |
37c | To God the Father, God the Son | | | | | | | |
38a | 'Tis finished--so the Saviour cried | | | | | | | |
38b | Who can describe the joys that rise | | | | | | | |
38c | Blest Jesus! let an infant claim | | | | | | | |
39a | O that my load of sin were gone! | | | | | | | |
39b | Return, my wandering soul, return | | | | | | | |
40 | My country! 'tis of thee | | | | | | | |
41a | Come, thou Almighty King | | | | | | | |
41b | Glory to God on high! | | | | | | | |
42 | Humble praises, holy Jesus | | | | | | | |
43a | Heavenly Father, grant thy blessing | | | | | | | |
43b | Saviour, who thy flock art feeding | | | | | | | |
44 | I would not live alway; I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
46 | Rise, daughter of Zion, thy mourning is o'er | | | | | | | |
48 | The Lord is our shepherd, our guardian, and guide | | | | | | | |
49 | O Zion, afflicted with wave upon wave | | | | | | | |
50 | Thou sweet gliding Kedron, by thy silver stream | | | | | | | |
52 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
54 | Lord, teach us how to pray | | | | | | | |
55a | Ten thousand different flowers | | | | | | | |
55b | My soul, be on thy guard | | | | | | | |
55c | Ye angels round the throne | | | | | | | |
56 | Children of the heavenly King | | | | | | | |
57a | Hark, my soul! it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
57b | Hear ye not a voice from heaven | | | | | | | |
58 | Thou wakest from happy sleep, to play | | | | | | | |
60 | God is love; his mercy brightens | | | | | | | |
61a | Why should cold or stormy weather | | | | | | | |
61b | Jesus says that we must love him | | | | | | | |
62 | Hark! the morning bells are ringing! | | | | | | | |
63a | Saviour, visit thy plantation | | | | | | | |
63b | Jesus gives us true repentance | | | | | | | |
64 | Welcome, welcome, quiet morning | | | | | | | |
66a | My beloved, wilt thou own me | | | | | | | |
66b | "Feed my lambs!"--how condescending | | | | | | | |
67a | When the infant spirit, flying | | | | | | | |
67b | Let me think, if I were dying | | | | | | | |
67c | Think, O ye who fondly languish | | | | | | | |
68 | O for a thousand tongues to sing | | | | | | | |
69a | There is a fountain, filled with blood | | | | | | | |
69b | O that it were my chief delight | | | | | | | |
70a | Salvation! O, the joyful sound! | | | | | | | |
70b | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
70c | This is the field where hidden lies | | | | | | | |
71a | See the kind Shepherd, Jesus, stands | | | | | | | |
71b | God is in heaven--can he hear | | | | | | | |
72 | Yes, my native land, I love thee | | | | | | | |
74 | Thou, who didst with love and blessing | | | | | | | |
75a | Come, ye sinners, poor and needy | | | | | | | |
75b | Welcome, welcome, dear Redeemer | | | | | | | |
75c | Wafted o'er the breast of ocean | | | | | | | |
76 | When our fathers long ago | | | | | | | |
78 | The mellow eve is gliding | | | | | | | |
79a | It is not earthly pleasure | | | | | | | |
79b | To thee, O blessed Saviour | | | | | | | |
80 | Our souls, by love together knit | | | | | | | |
82a | Come, let us join our cheerful songs | | | | | | | |
82b | To thee, the little children's friend | | | | | | | |
83a | Welcome the sweet, the sacred hour | | | | | | | |
83b | While thee I seek, protecting power | | | | | | | |
84 | Is this the kind return | | | | | | | |
85a | I love thy Zion, Lord | | | | | | | |
85b | The day is past and gone, the evening shades appear | | | | | | | |
85c | Within these walls be peace | | | | | | | |
86 | The Sabbath of the Lord, the Sabbath is our day | | | | | | | |
88 | When little Samuel woke | | | | | | | |
90 | A poor, way-faring man of grief | | | | | | | |