# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
601 | Come, ye disconsolate, where'er ye languish | | | | | | | |
602 | It is the Lord, enthroned in light | | | | | | | |
603 | When I can trust my all with God | | | | | | | |
604 | Gently, gently lay Thy rod | | | | | | | |
605 | Peace! 'tis the Lord Jehovah's hand | | | | | | | |
606 | Your harps, ye trembling saints | | | | | | | |
607 | Sovereign Ruler of the skies | | | | | | | |
608 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | | | |
609 | Time's gilded tints, hope's golden gleam | | | | | | | |
610 | To thee, O Lord, I raise my cries | | | | | | | |
611 | Father, whate'er of earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
612 | "Thy will be done!" In devious way | | | | | | | |
613 | Though troubles assail, and dangers affright | | | | | | | |
614 | When musing sorrow weeps the past | | | | | | | |
615 | I will extol Thee, Lord, on high | | | | | | | |
616 | Happy, Saviour, would I be | | | | | | | |
617 | O Thou, my God, my Saviour | | | | | | | |
618 | Prayer is the soul's sincere desire | | | | | | | |
619 | Come, my soul, thy suit prepare | | | | | | | |
620 | O that I knew the secret place | | | | | | | |
621 | They who seek the throne of grace | | | | | | | |
622 | From every stormy wind that blows | | | | | | | |
623 | What various hindrances we meet | | | | | | | |
624 | Lead us, heavenly Father, lead us | | | | | | | |
625 | O Thou, whose power o'er moving worlds presides | | | | | | | |
626 | Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
627 | O, could our thoughts and wishes fly | | | | | | | |
628 | Saviour, when in dust to Thee | | | | | | | |
629 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
630 | Now let our souls, on wings sublime | | | | | | | |
631 | The bird let loose in eastern skies | | | | | | | |
632 | Our heavenly Father, hear | | | | | | | |
633 | Awake, my soul, and with the sun | | | | | | | |
634 | There's nothing round this spacious earth | | | | | | | |
635 | Shall we go on to sin | | | | | | | |
636 | Be Thou, O God, by night, by day | | | | | | | |
637 | When, streaming from the eastern skies | | | | | | | |
638 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
639 | Glory to Thee, my God, this night | | | | | | | |
640 | See, daylight is fading o'er earth and o'er ocean | | | | | | | |
641 | O God, the Light of all that live | | | | | | | |
642 | Saviour, breathe an evening blessing | | | | | | | |
643 | How sweet the evening shadows fall | | | | | | | |
644 | Sweet is the last, the parting ray | | | | | | | |
645 | O Lord, another day is flown | | | | | | | |
646 | O Thou from whom all goodness flows | | | | | | | |
647 | Saviour, when night involves the skies | | | | | | | |
648 | To Thee, before the dawning light | | | | | | | |
649 | Though earthly friends estranged may grow | | | | | | | |
650 | Now shall my solemn vows be paid | | | | | | | |
651 | Nearer, my God, to Thee | | | | | | | |
652 | Love divine, all love excelling | | | | | | | |
653 | O, that angelic bliss were mine! | | | | | | | |
654 | Eternal and immortal King | | | | | | | |
655 | As pants the hart for cooling streams | | | | | | | |
656 | My God, my everlasting Hope | | | | | | | |
657 | When bending o'er the brink of life | | | | | | | |
658 | When the vale of death appears | | | | | | | |
659 | While through this changing world we roam | | | | | | | |
660 | O Thou in whose presence my soul takes delight | | | | | | | |
661 | Heavenward! doth His spirit cry | | | | | | | |
662 | To Christ, in each fresh hour of woe | | | | | | | |
663 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
664 | A charge to keep I have | | | | | | | |
665 | Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
666 | Ye servants of the Lord | | | | | | | |
667 | Soldiers of Christ, arise | | | | | | | |
668 | Hark! an awful voice is sounding | | | | | | | |
669 | Breast the wave, Christian | | | | | | | |
670 | My soul, be on thy guard | | | | | | | |
671 | Onward, Christian, though the region | | | | | | | |
672 | Give to the winds thy fears | | | | | | | |
673 | Faint not, Christian! though the road | | | | | | | |
674 | Stand up, my soul, shake off thy fears | | | | | | | |
675 | Rise up, all ye believers | | | | | | | |
676 | Jesus, I my cross have taken | | | | | | | |
677 | In all my Lord's appointed ways | | | | | | | |
678 | Sing, ye redeemed of the Lord | | | | | | | |
679 | Christ, of all my hopes the Ground | | | | | | | |
680 | I send the joys of earth away | | | | | | | |
681 | Awake, our souls; away, our fears | | | | | | | |
682 | Unite, my roving thoughts, unite | | | | | | | |
683 | Arise, my soul, my joyful powers | | | | | | | |
684 | Behold, what wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
685 | Bless'd are the sons of God | | | | | | | |
686 | Grace, like an uncorrupted seed | | | | | | | |
687 | Soft are the fruitful showers that bring | | | | | | | |
688 | I was a grovelling creature once | | | | | | | |
689 | High on a hill of dazzling light | | | | | | | |
690 | How are Thy servants blessed, O Lord! | | | | | | | |
691 | Blessed is the man who shuns the place | | | | | | | |
692 | My spirit looks to God alone | | | | | | | |
693 | Unshaken as the sacred hill | | | | | | | |
694 | They who on the Lord rely | | | | | | | |
695 | My God, the steps of pious men | | | | | | | |
696 | Always with us, always with us | | | | | | | |
697 | Still on the Lord thy burden roll | | | | | | | |
698 | Who shall the Lord's elect condemn? | | | | | | | |
699 | If God succeed not, all the cost | | | | | | | |
700 | O happy man, whose soul is filled | | | | | | | |