# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
201 | Forth from the dark and stormy sky | | | | | | | |
202 | The Church's one foundation | | | | | | | |
203 | Thou God, all glory, honour, power | | | | | | | |
204 | To Jesus our exalted Lord | | | | | | | |
205 | My God, and is thy table spread | | | | | | | |
206 | And are we now brought near to God | | | | | | | |
207 | Bread of the world, in mercy broken | | | | | | | |
208 | Come, let us join our cheerful songs | | | | | | | |
209 | Bread of heaven, on thee we feed | | | | | | | |
210 | Shepherd of souls, refresh and bless | | | | | | | |
211 | According to Thy gracious word | | | | | | | |
212 | The gentle Saviour calls | | | | | | | |
213 | Saviour, who thy flock art feeding | | | | | | | |
214 | In token that thou shalt not fear | | | | | | | |
215 | O, in the morn of life, when youth | | | | | | | |
216 | Soldiers of Christ, arise | | | | | | | |
217 | My God! thy covenant of love | | | | | | | |
218 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
219 | When, his salvation bringing | | | | | | | |
220 | Glory to the Father give | | | | | | | |
221 | How bless'd are they who always keep | | | | | | | |
222 | O happy is the man who hears | | | | | | | |
223 | What a strange and wondrous story | | | | | | | |
224 | By cool Siloam's shady rill | | | | | | | |
225 | Jesus, meek and gentle | | | | | | | |
226 | I think, when I read that sweet story of old | | | | | | | |
227 | In the vineyard of our Father | | | | | | | |
228 | O write upon my memory, Lord | | | | | | | |
229 | Saviour, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
230 | When Jesus left his Father's throne | | | | | | | |
231 | There is a green hill far away | | | | | | | |
232 | Onward, Christian soldiers | | | | | | | |
233 | Once in royal David's city | | | | | | | |
234 | My God, accept my heart this day | | | | | | | |
235 | O happy day, that stays my choice | | | | | | | |
236 | Jesus, I my cross have taken | | | | | | | |
237 | My faith looks up to thee | | | | | | | |
238 | Thine forever: God of love | | | | | | | |
239 | Witness ye men and angels; now | | | | | | | |
240 | Draw, Holy Ghost, thy seven-fold veil | | | | | | | |
241 | Lord, shall thy children come to thee? | | | | | | | |
242 | Arm these thy soldiers, mighty Lord | | | | | | | |
243 | His mercy, and his truth | | | | | | | |
244 | May God accept our vow | | | | | | | |
245 | O God of hosts, the mighty Lord | | | | | | | |
246 | As by the light of opening day | | | | | | | |
247 | Deign this union to approve | | | | | | | |
248 | The voice that breathed o'er Eden | | | | | | | |
249 | Be still, my heart, these anxious cares | | | | | | | |
250 | When gathering clouds around I view | | | | | | | |
251 | Lord, as to Thy dear cross we flee | | | | | | | |
252 | When our heads are bowed with woe | | | | | | | |
253 | Thou art my hiding place, O Lord! | | | | | | | |
254 | Thy way, not mine, O Lord | | | | | | | |
255 | When musing sorrow weeps the past | | | | | | | |
256 | My God, my Father, while I stray | | | | | | | |
257 | Whate'er my God ordains is right | | | | | | | |
258 | Lord, let me know my term of days | | | | | | | |
259 | Hear what the voice from heaven declares | | | | | | | |
260 | Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep! | | | | | | | |
261 | Not for the dead in Christ we weep | | | | | | | |
262 | As the sweet flower that scents the morn | | | | | | | |
263 | Tender Shepherd, thou hast still'd | | | | | | | |
264 | Star of peace to wanderers weary | | | | | | | |
265 | Fierce was the wild billow | | | | | | | |
266 | When through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming | | | | | | | |
267 | Eternal Father1 strong to save | | | | | | | |
268 | O Thou who didst prepare | | | | | | | |
269 | Lord, for the just thou dost provide | | | | | | | |
270 | Lord, pour thy Spirit from on high | | | | | | | |
271 | Father of mercies, bow thine ear | | | | | | | |
272 | Come, pure hearts, in sweetest measures | | | | | | | |
273 | Go forth, ye heralds, in my name | | | | | | | |
274 | Come, Holy Ghos,t eternal God | | | | | | | |
275 | This stone to thee in faith we lay | | | | | | | |
276 | O Lord of hosts, whose glory fills | | | | | | | |
277 | With one consent let all the earth | | | | | | | |
278 | I'll wash my hands in innocence | | | | | | | |
279 | Christ is our corner-stone | | | | | | | |
280 | O with due reverence let us all | | | | | | | |
281 | O 'twas a joyful sound to hear | | | | | | | |
282 | Christ is made the sure foundation | | | | | | | |
283 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
284 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
285 | To bless thy chosen race | | | | | | | |
286 | On Sion and on Lebanon | | | | | | | |
287 | Arm of the Lord, awake, awake | | | | | | | |
288 | O'er the gloomy hills of darkness | | | | | | | |
289 | From all that dwell below the skies | | | | | | | |
290 | Ye Christian heralds, go proclaim | | | | | | | |
291 | Hasten the time appointed | | | | | | | |
292 | Souls in heathen darkness lying | | | | | | | |
293 | When, Lord, to this our western land | | | | | | | |
294 | Disown'd of heaven by man oppress'd | | | | | | | |
295 | High on the bending willows hung | | | | | | | |
296 | Fountain of good, to own thy love | | | | | | | |
297 | Rich are the joys which cannot die | | | | | | | |
298 | Sow in the morn thy seed | | | | | | | |
299 | We give thee but thine own | | | | | | | |
300 | Lord, lead the way the Saviour went | | | | | | | |