# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
201 | How firm a foundation, ye saints of the Lord | | | | | | | |
202 | Dear refuge of my weary soul | | | | | | | |
203 | Children of God, renounce your fears | | | | | | | |
204 | Saviour, visit thy plantation | | | | | | | |
205 | Let thy kingdom, blessed Saviour | | | | | | | |
206 | Jesus, grant us all a blessing | | | | | | | |
207 | Pilgrims, with pleasure let us part | | | | | | | |
208 | Blest be the tie that binds | | | | | | | |
209 | Farewell, loving Christians, the time is at hand | | | | | | | |
210 | Blest be the dear uniting love | | | | | | | |
211 | Lord, when together here we meet | | | | | | | |
212 | Jesus the Lord, the glory take | | | | | | | |
213 | Farewell, my friends, I must be gone | | | | | | | |
214 | Now to the Lord, who makes us know | | | | | | | |
215 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
216 | The Lord, the Judge, before his throne | | | | | | | |
217 | Stop, poor sinner, stop and think | | | | | | | |
218 | My thoughts on awful subjects roll | | | | | | | |
219 | Why do we mourn departing friends | | | | | | | |
220 | Death, 'tis a melancholy day | | | | | | | |
221 | Thee we adore, Eternal name | | | | | | | |
222 | While sorrows encompass me round | | | | | | | |
223 | O God, my heart with love inflame | | | | | | | |
224 | And let this feeble body fail | | | | | | | |
225 | Stoop down, my thoughts, that used to rise | | | | | | | |
226 | Why should we start and fear to die? | | | | | | | |
227 | Oft as the bell with solemn toll | | | | | | | |
228 | Hear what the voice from heaven proclaims | | | | | | | |
229 | Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound | | | | | | | |
230 | Well met, dear friends, in Jesus' name | | | | | | | |
231 | Away from every mortal care | | | | | | | |
232 | Confirm the hope thy word allows | | | | | | | |
233 | Now, Lord, inspire the preacher's heart | | | | | | | |
234 | Thy promise, Lord, and thy command | | | | | | | |
235 | Hungry, and faint, and poor | | | | | | | |
236 | Remember us, we pray thee, Lord | | | | | | | |
237 | Where two or three, with sweet accord | | | | | | | |
238 | Now may he, who from the dead | | | | | | | |
239 | Now, Lord, the heavenly seed is sown | | | | | | | |
240 | Dismiss us with thy blessing, Lord | | | | | | | |
241 | Lord dismiss us with thy blessing | | | | | | | |
242 | And must this body die | | | | | | | |
243 | Lord, while thy judgments shake the land | | | | | | | |
244 | See, gracious Lord, before thy throne | | | | | | | |
245 | From foes that round us rise | | | | | | | |
246 | Lord, thou hast scourged our guilty land | | | | | | | |
247 | Let Zion's watchmen cry aloud | | | | | | | |
248 | Fair Zion's King, we humbly own | | | | | | | |
249 | O thou, before whose gracious throne | | | | | | | |
250 | Humble souls, who seek salvation | | | | | | | |
251 | Behold the morning sun | | | | | | | |
252 | See how the mounting sun | | | | | | | |
253 | Once more, my soul, the rising day | | | | | | | |
254 | Hosanna with a cheerful sound | | | | | | | |
255 | God of the morning, at whose voice | | | | | | | |
256 | My God, how endless is thy love! | | | | | | | |
257 | My God was with me all the night | | | | | | | |
258 | The morning's come, the sun in east | | | | | | | |
259 | Lord, in the morning I will send | | | | | | | |
260 | Awake, my soul, to meet the day | | | | | | | |
261 | Dread Sovereign, let my evening song | | | | | | | |
262 | Thus far the Lord hath led me on | | | | | | | |
263 | The day is past and gone | | | | | | | |
264 | Glory to thee my God, this night | | | | | | | |
265 | Thy daily mercies, O my God | | | | | | | |
266 | Begone, my wordly cares, away | | | | | | | |
267 | Awake, my heart, my soul arise | | | | | | | |
268 | How welcome to the saints, when prest | | | | | | | |
269 | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
270 | See what a living stone | | | | | | | |
271 | Frequent the day of God returns | | | | | | | |
272 | Our Lord is risen indeed | | | | | | | |
273 | Thine earthly Sabbaths, Lord, we love | | | | | | | |
274 | The Sabbath's gone, the day is past | | | | | | | |
275 | Sweet glories rush upon my sight | | | | | | | |
276 | From thee, my God, my joys shall rise | | | | | | | |
277 | Rise, Christians, rise, who love the Lord | | | | | | | |
278 | My gracious Redeemer I love | | | | | | | |
279 | The mighty frame of glorious grace | | | | | | | |
280 | Farewell vain world, I'm going home | | | | | | | |
281 | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
282 | Jerusalem, my happy home | | | | | | | |
283 | On Jordan's stormy banks I stand | | | | | | | |
284 | Jesus, my all, to heaven is gone | | | | | | | |
285 | Earth has engrossed my love too long | | | | | | | |
286 | Vain, delusive world, adieu | | | | | | | |
287 | Father supreme! all nature's God | | | | | | | |
288 | Sing to the Lord, ye heavenly hosts | | | | | | | |
289 | "I lift my banner," saith the Lord | | | | | | | |
290 | Jesus shall reign where e'er the sun | | | | | | | |
291 | How many years has man been driven | | | | | | | |
292 | Loud let the tuneful trumpet sound | | | | | | | |
293 | Great God, the nations of the earth | | | | | | | |
294 | Father, is not thy promise pledged | | | | | | | |
295 | O'er the gloomy hills of darkness | | | | | | | |
296 | Lo what a glorious sight appears | | | | | | | |
297 | Lord, at thy temple we appear | | | | | | | |
298 | Sing to the great Jehovah's praise | | | | | | | |
299 | And now, my soul, another year | | | | | | | |