# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
301 | Benignant Creator, on thee | | | | | | | |
302 | Christian love is meek and lowly | | | | | | | |
303 | Lord, may we act a candid part | | | | | | | |
304 | Though with an air of pious zeal | | | | | | | |
305 | I hear the voice of wo | | | | | | | |
306 | 'Father, forgive them,' Jesus prayed | | | | | | | |
307 | Indulgent God, with pitying eye | | | | | | | |
308 | Our brethren and friends in distress | | | | | | | |
309 | O thou, before whose gracious throne | | | | | | | |
310 | O thou, who hearest prayer | | | | | | | |
311 | Bless our country, gracious God | | | | | | | |
312 | Great God of grace, arise and shine | | | | | | | |
313 | Where'er the sun his power displays | | | | | | | |
314 | Behold, the Prince of grace | | | | | | | |
315 | Lo, they come from east and west | | | | | | | |
316 | Let party names no more | | | | | | | |
317 | We come to Zion's sacred hill | | | | | | | |
318 | Blessed are the sons of peace | | | | | | | |
319 | How pleasing, Lord, to see | | | | | | | |
320 | Restless spirits, faint and weary | | | | | | | |
321 | How blessed the sacred tie, that binds | | | | | | | |
322 | On these, thy servants, Lord, look down | | | | | | | |
323 | Behold, what beauties clothe the field! | | | | | | | |
324 | Let children hear the mighty deeds | | | | | | | |
325 | The infant spirit, Lord, is thine | | | | | | | |
326 | Father of men, thy care we bless | | | | | | | |
327 | Father of all the human race | | | | | | | |
328 | Great God, now condescend | | | | | | | |
329 | Come, let us join our souls to God | | | | | | | |
330 | See Israel's gentle shepherd stand | | | | | | | |
331 | Children, who know a father's love | | | | | | | |
332 | Children, obey the mild commands | | | | | | | |
333 | To parents, so faithful and kind | | | | | | | |
334 | God of wisdom, God of love | | | | | | | |
335 | Lord, what frail and erring creatures | | | | | | | |
336 | Thou hast formed this wondrous frame | | | | | | | |
337 | Teach us, Lord, in every station | | | | | | | |
338 | Thou Fountain of knowledge and Father of light | | | | | | | |
339 | O, may we learn the sacred use | | | | | | | |
340 | Teach us, O God, in every state | | | | | | | |
341 | Thee we confess, almighty God | | | | | | | |
342 | Teach me, O God, to know my heart | | | | | | | |
343 | Thou vain intruding world, depart | | | | | | | |
344 | How little we know of our God | | | | | | | |
345 | As morning and evening recur | | | | | | | |
346 | Far from the busy scenes abroad | | | | | | | |
347 | Never permit us, Lord, to be | | | | | | | |
348 | Father divine, thy piercing eye | | | | | | | |
349 | Return, my roving heart, return | | | | | | | |
350 | From earthly scenes, my God, I flee | | | | | | | |
351 | O thou, whose scales the mountains weigh | | | | | | | |
352 | Great Author and Lord of the world | | | | | | | |
353 | Author of every good | | | | | | | |
354 | Benignant Creator, we own | | | | | | | |
355 | Father of all, thy tender care | | | | | | | |
356 | If solid happiness we prize | | | | | | | |
357 | O God, we ask not fortune's smile | | | | | | | |
358 | A land unseen, O God, we seek | | | | | | | |
359 | Earth, unlock thy richest treasures | | | | | | | |
360 | From sinful joys and thoughtless mirth | | | | | | | |
361 | Kindle, Lord, our best affections | | | | | | | |
362 | Our souls forsake each vain delight | | | | | | | |
363 | Now let a true ambition rise | | | | | | | |
364 | To thee, O God, our prayers ascend | | | | | | | |
365 | Rise, my soul, and stretch thy wings | | | | | | | |
366 | When in the light of faith divine | | | | | | | |
367 | Guide us, O God, in all our ways | | | | | | | |
368 | Lord of the world, eternal King | | | | | | | |
369 | Omniscient Creator, we own | | | | | | | |
370 | Awake, my soul, rouse every power | | | | | | | |
371 | Envy and wrong, and wrath and pride | | | | | | | |
372 | Father, thy gracious aid impart | | | | | | | |
373 | Lord, in our hearts thy power display | | | | | | | |
374 | O God, our Father, ever kind | | | | | | | |
375 | Ye, that indulge in slumber still | | | | | | | |
376 | Eternal God, to thee | | | | | | | |
377 | Wherefore should man, frail child of clay | | | | | | | |
378 | While we pass our dread probation | | | | | | | |
379 | Rise, O my soul, pursue the path | | | | | | | |
380 | We read the sacred pages, Lord | | | | | | | |
381 | Awake, my soul, lift up thine eyes | | | | | | | |
382 | Lord, thou art all our hope | | | | | | | |
383 | Lord, may we read th'historic page | | | | | | | |
384 | Arise, my slumbering soul, arise | | | | | | | |
385 | Awake, our souls, away our fears | | | | | | | |
386 | Awake, my soul, stretch every nerve | | | | | | | |
387 | Kindle in all our bosoms, Lord | | | | | | | |
388 | The man whose heart from vice is clear | | | | | | | |
389 | How fair the flowers, that deck the ground! | | | | | | | |
390 | Hear what God, the Lord, hath spoken | | | | | | | |
391 | He who walks in virtue's way | | | | | | | |
392 | How blessed the man, yea, more than blessed | | | | | | | |
393 | I stood on the shore of the ocean | | | | | | | |
394 | O happy soul that lives on high | | | | | | | |
395 | There is a power, that soothes the soul | | | | | | | |
396 | When mild religion from above | | | | | | | |
397 | When true religion gains a place | | | | | | | |
398 | Wisdom has treasures greater far | | | | | | | |
399 | How happy he is born and taught | | | | | | | |
400 | How vain a thought is bliss below! | | | | | | | |