# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
301 | Lo! what a glorious sight appears | | | | | | | |
302 | Long as the darkening cloud abode | | | | | | | |
303 | Come, kingdom of our God | | | | | | | |
304 | Pour, blessed gospel, glorious news for man | | | | | | | |
305 | Hark, the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
306 | See how great a flame aspires | | | | | | | |
307 | Thou whose wide extended sway | | | | | | | |
308 | On thy church, O Power divine | | | | | | | |
309 | Sound the full chorus, let praises ascend | | | | | | | |
310 | We long to see that happy time | | | | | | | |
311 | The radiant dawn of gospel light | | | | | | | |
312 | Amazing, beauteous change | | | | | | | |
313 | Still in shades of midnight darkness | | | | | | | |
314 | Ye subjects of the Lord, proclaim | | | | | | | |
315 | Daughter of Zion, from the dust | | | | | | | |
316 | O who shall see the glorious day | | | | | | | |
317 | Father of faithful Abraham, hear | | | | | | | |
318 | Onward speed thy conquering flight | | | | | | | |
319 | O Zion, tune thy voice | | | | | | | |
320 | O thou Sun of glorious splendor | | | | | | | |
321 | Isles of the south, awake | | | | | | | |
322 | To Christ, the Son, the Father spake | | | | | | | |
323 | Lord, have mercy when we pray | | | | | | | |
324 | The long lost son, with streaming eyes | | | | | | | |
325 | Forgive us for thy mercy's sake | | | | | | | |
326 | The wandering star and fleeting wind | | | | | | | |
327 | Sweet is the friendly voice which speaks | | | | | | | |
328 | Lord, we have wandered from thy way | | | | | | | |
329 | Jesus demands this heart of mine | | | | | | | |
330 | O sinner, bring not tears alone | | | | | | | |
331 | My soul before thee prostrate lies | | | | | | | |
332 | Times without number have I prayed | | | | | | | |
333 | There was joy in heaven | | | | | | | |
334 | Blest instructor, from thy ways | | | | | | | |
335 | O God, thy grace impart | | | | | | | |
336 | Soft are the fruitful showers | | | | | | | |
337 | When darkness long has veiled my mind | | | | | | | |
338 | O thou who hast at thy command | | | | | | | |
339 | So let our lips and lives express | | | | | | | |
340 | A soldier's course, from battles won | | | | | | | |
341 | Thus shalt thou love the almighty Lord | | | | | | | |
342 | Thrice happy souls, who born from heaven | | | | | | | |
343 | My soul be on thy guard | | | | | | | |
344 | Blest are the humble souls that see | | | | | | | |
345 | Patience, O, 'tis a grace divine | | | | | | | |
346 | Who shall towards thy chosen seat | | | | | | | |
347 | Lord, who's the happy man, that may | | | | | | | |
348 | Blest are the meek, he said | | | | | | | |
349 | Happy the meek, whose gentle breast | | | | | | | |
350 | Whatever dims thy sense of truth | | | | | | | |
351 | Blest are the pure in heart | | | | | | | |
352 | O 'tis a lovely thing to see | | | | | | | |
353 | The bird that soars on highest wing | | | | | | | |
354 | Is there ambition in my heart | | | | | | | |
355 | Thus saith the first, the great command | | | | | | | |
356 | Servants of Christ, arise | | | | | | | |
357 | And is the gospel peace and love | | | | | | | |
358 | Ye servants of the Lord | | | | | | | |
359 | Children of light awake at Jesus call arise | | | | | | | |
360 | Through sorrow's night and danger's way | | | | | | | |
361 | O speed thee, Christian, on thy way | | | | | | | |
362 | The Christian warrior, see him stand | | | | | | | |
363 | Religion, in its blessed ray | | | | | | | |
364 | Thus saith the high and lofty One | | | | | | | |
365 | They who seek the throne of grace | | | | | | | |
366 | Sweet is the prayer, whose holy stream | | | | | | | |
367 | Awake, my soul, lift up thine eyes | | | | | | | |
368 | Awake my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
369 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | | | |
370 | Awake, our souls, away our fears | | | | | | | |
371 | Prayer is the soul's sincere desire | | | | | | | |
372 | Child amidst the flowers at play | | | | | | | |
373 | Go, when the morning shineth | | | | | | | |
374 | 'Tis by the faith of joys to come | | | | | | | |
375 | Faith adds new charms to earthly bliss | | | | | | | |
376 | Faith is the Christian's prop | | | | | | | |
377 | O, for a faith that will not shrink | | | | | | | |
378 | Borne o'er the ocean's stormy wave | | | | | | | |
379 | Children of the heavenly king as we journey | | | | | | | |
380 | There is a hope, a blessed hope | | | | | | | |
381 | All nature feels attractive power | | | | | | | |
382 | O may our sympathizing breast | | | | | | | |
383 | Happy the heart where graces reign | | | | | | | |
384 | O God, my Father, and my King | | | | | | | |
385 | This is the first and great command | | | | | | | |
386 | God of our mercy and our praise | | | | | | | |
387 | Faith, hope, and love now dwell on earth | | | | | | | |
388 | Faith, hope, and charity, these three | | | | | | | |
389 | Mistaken souls, that dream of heaven | | | | | | | |
390 | The uplifted eye and bended knee | | | | | | | |
391 | How beautiful the sight | | | | | | | |
392 | Lord, subdue our selfish will | | | | | | | |
393 | Blest are the sons of peace | | | | | | | |
394 | The glorious universe around | | | | | | | |
395 | The saints of earth and those above | | | | | | | |
396 | Let party names no more | | | | | | | |
397 | How blest the sacred tie that binds | | | | | | | |
398 | Omniscient God, 'tis thine to know | | | | | | | |
399 | Not different food nor different dress, | | | | | | | |
400 | Imposture shrinks from light | | | | | | | |