| Topic | Sub-Topic | Hymn | First Line |
|---|
| For the church at Wilton | | #62 | Almighty Father, condescend |
| For the Graduation Class | | #506 | To veil thy truth by darkening or by hiding |
| For the Newport Church | | #374 | Father of the world and soul |
| For the peace of the church | | #11 | Lo they come from east and west |
| Forefathers' Day | | #3 | Hail, pilgrim fathers of our race |
| Forth of July | | #501 | Now bend we low, and ask our fathers' God |
| Fortitude | | #46 | Faint not, poor traveler, though thy way |
| Funeral Hymn | | #47 | He has gone to his God, he has gone to his home |
| Funeral Hymn | | #495 | The worlds that shine above us nightly |
| George Washington | | #33 | To thee, beneath whose eye each circling century |
| God of our fathers | | #107 | Like Isr'l's hosts to exile driven |
| God of the Soul | | #402 | God of the soul, help us to revere |
| God our Father | | #77 | Is there a lone and dreary hour |
| God with the true worshipper everywhere | | #17 | In costly fane, the pride of art |
| God, our eternal joy | | #433 | O thou whose boundless power and love |
| God's acre | | #220 | I like that ancient Saxon phrase which calls |
| God's harvest | | #563 | In passing through the harvest field |
| God's true temple | | #383 | Sleep on, sleep on, beneath the sod |
| God's true temple | | #387 | Not by vast piles of sculptured stone |
| Good-Night | | #179 | Good night, good night, our song is said |
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