# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
95a | Great was the day, the joy was great | | | | | | | |
95b | Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears | | | | | | | |
95c | Praise, everlasting praise, be paid | | | | | | | |
96 | There is a holy city | | | | | | | |
97 | In time of tribulation Hear | | | | | | | |
98 | Early, my God, without delay | | | | | | | |
99a | There is a path that leads to God | | | | | | | |
99b | Why should we spend our youthful days | | | | | | | |
99c | Lord! in the morning thou shalt hear | | | | | | | |
100 | Saviour, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
101a | Hear the heralds of the gospel | | | | | | | |
101b | Hark! the voice of love and mercy | | | | | | | |
102 | When the scenes of earth have faded | | | | | | | |
103a | Lord, we are young--thy help we need | | | | | | | |
103b | There is an eye that never sleeps | | | | | | | |
103c | Hear ye not a voice from heaven | | | | | | | |
104 | O land of rest, for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
105 | Come, let us join our friends above | | | | | | | |
106 | Who has our Redeemer heard | | | | | | | |
107 | I would a youthful pilgrim be | | | | | | | |
108 | Fair Canaan's land is just before | | | | | | | |
109a | There is a place of sacred rest | | | | | | | |
109b | Give me the wings of faith, to rise | | | | | | | |
109c | There is a house not made with hands | | | | | | | |
110 | Come away, come away, life is too sad for thee | | | | | | | |
112 | We'll all meet our Saviour if we keep his sacred word | | | | | | | |
113 | Friends of the poor, the young, the weak | | | | | | | |
114 | No matter what temptations | | | | | | | |
115 | Words are things of little cost | | | | | | | |
116 | When my mother's hands are o'er me spread | | | | | | | |
117 | On the banks of life's fair river | | | | | | | |
118 | O, could I speak the matchless worth | | | | | | | |
119a | O thou, that hear'st the prayer of faith | | | | | | | |
119b | To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost | | | | | | | |
120 | God is the refuge of his saints | | | | | | | |
121a | Thine early Sabbaths, Lord, we love | | | | | | | |
121b | Jesus, where'er thy people meet | | | | | | | |
121c | Another six days' work is done | | | | | | | |
122 | Did Christ o'er sinners weep | | | | | | | |
123a | The pity of the Lord | | | | | | | |
123b | Lord, help me to resign | | | | | | | |
123c | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
124 | How gentle God’s commands! | | | | | | | |
125a | Another day is past, The hours forever fled | | | | | | | |
125b | The day is past and gone | | | | | | | |
125c | Come at the morning hour | | | | | | | |
126 | Mortals, awake, with angels join | | | | | | | |
127a | Sing to the Lord, ye distant lands | | | | | | | |
127b | Hark! the glad sound! the Saviour comes | | | | | | | |
128 | Once more my soul, the rising day | | | | | | | |
129a | Hosanna, with a cheerful sound | | | | | | | |
129b | Now that the sun is beaming bright | | | | | | | |
129c | Jesus, immortal King! arise | | | | | | | |
130 | To thy pastures, fair and large | | | | | | | |
131a | Greater love than this there's none | | | | | | | |
131b | To thy temple we repair | | | | | | | |
131c | Saviour, bless thy word to all | | | | | | | |
132 | When thy mortal life is fled | | | | | | | |
133a | Sovereign Ruler, Lord of all | | | | | | | |
133b | Sinners turn, why will ye die? | | | | | | | |
133c | Come, saith Jesus' sacred voice | | | | | | | |
133d | Weeping sinners, dry your tears | | | | | | | |
134 | Lord, we come before thee now | | | | | | | |
135a | Jesus, save my dying soul | | | | | | | |
135b | Much in sorrow, oft in woe | | | | | | | |
135c | Bleeding hearts, defiled by sin | | | | | | | |
136 | Now be the gospel banner | | | | | | | |
137a | Our country's voice is pleading | | | | | | | |
137b | When shall the voice of singing | | | | | | | |
138 | He lives! the great Redeemer lives! | | | | | | | |
139a | Great God, attend, while Zion sings | | | | | | | |
139b | Stay, thou insulted Spirit, stay | | | | | | | |
139c | Light of the soul! O, Saviour blest! | | | | | | | |
140 | Safely thro' another week | | | | | | | |
141a | Go to dark Gethsemane | | | | | | | |
141b | Light of life, seraphic fire | | | | | | | |
142 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
143a | Saviour, I thy word believe | | | | | | | |
143b | Time is winging us away | | | | | | | |
144 | Let vain pursuits and vain desires | | | | | | | |
145a | Lo! what a glorious sight appears | | | | | | | |
145b | When verdure clothes the fertile vale | | | | | | | |
145c | Let Zion and her sons rejoice | | | | | | | |
146 | From the cross uplifted high | | | | | | | |
147a | Haste, O sinner! to be wise | | | | | | | |
147b | Come! said Jesus' sacred voice | | | | | | | |
147c | Hearts of stone! relent, relent | | | | | | | |
148 | How I long to be there, where my spirit may rest | | | | | | | |
149 | Don't forget to do good! like the stream to the sea | | | | | | | |
150 | Arouse! a traitor band is arming | | | | | | | |
152 | To far heathen lands, the tidings we'll send | | | | | | | |
154 | Daughter of Zion! awake from thy sadness! | RICHLAND | | | | | | |
155a | Jesus my Saviour, oh! keep me and guide me! | | | | | | | |
155b | Brightest and best of the sons of the morning | | | | | | | |
156 | Let e'vry heart rejoice and sing | | | | | | | |
157 | A little while to toil along | | | | | | | |
158 | 'Mid pleasures and palaces, tho' we may roam | | | | | | | |