# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
77a | There is a calm for those who weep | | | | | | | |
77b | Wafted o'er the breast of ocean | | | | | | | |
78a | The Lord is our Shepherd, our guardian and guide | | | | | | | |
78b | Sweet the moments, rich in blessing | | | | | | | |
79a | My country! 'tis of thee | | | | | | | |
79b | Glory to God on high! Let heav'n and earth reply | | | | | | | |
80 | O Lord, let our songs find acceptance before thee | | | | | | | |
81 | The voice of free grace cries, Escape to the mountain | | | | | | | |
82 | The light of Sabbath eve Is fading fast away | | | | | | | |
83 | Come to Bethesda's pool | | | | | | | |
84 | How happy are they, Who the Saviour obey | | | | | | | |
85 | All the week we spend | | | | | | | |
86a | Come, ye sinners, poor and needy | | | | | | | |
86b | Yes, we trust the day is breaking | | | | | | | |
87 | In songs of sublime adoration and praise | | | | | | | |
88 | Begone unbelief! My Saviour is near | | | | | | | |
89 | When the spark of life is waning | | | | | | | |
90 | How pleasant thus to dwell below | | | | | | | |
91 | Sinners, hear, for God hath spoken | | | | | | | |
92 | Hark! the song of Jubilee | | | | | | | |
93 | Come, heavenly peace of mind | | | | | | | |
94 | Rejoice, rejoice, the promised time is coming | | | | | | | |
96a | Joyful hail the jubilee of earth | | | | | | | |
96b | Here we suffer grief and pain | | | | | | | |
97 | Oh! come, come away, from labor now reposing | | | | | | | |
98a | Come away to the skies, My beloved, arise | | | | | | | |
98b | The moon is very fair and bright | | | | | | | |
99 | We come, we come, with loud acclaim | | | | | | | |
100a | The Sabbath morn is breaking | | | | | | | |
100b | Rise, rise, free from thy mourning | | | | | | | |
101 | Come, let us anew, Our journey pursue | | | | | | | |
102 | Rejoice, the Lord is King | | | | | | | |
103 | The morning sky is bright and clear | | | | | | | |
104 | Hark! hark! the notes of joy | | | | | | | |
105a | Blessed Saviour, thou hast told us | | | | | | | |
105b | The happy morn we hail again | | | | | | | |
106 | Gently, Lord, O gently lead us | | | | | | | |
107 | Who are these that come from far | | | | | | | |
108 | This life's a dream, an empty show | | | | | | | |
109 | Hasten, sinner, to be wise | | | | | | | |
110 | From all that dwell below the skies | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal has not been proofed - data may be incomplete or incorrect]