# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
CI | Our heavenly Father calls | | | | | | | |
CII | Our Lord is risen from the dead | | | | | | | |
CIII | Our souls in love together knit | | | | | | | |
CIV | Raise your triumphant songs | | | | | | | |
CV | Shepherds, rejoice! lift up your eyes | | | | | | | |
CVI | Stop poor sinner, stop and think | | | | | | | |
CVII | The day is past and gone | | | | | | | |
CVIII | Th' eternal Sov'reign from on high | | | | | | | |
CIX | The law by Moses came | | | | | | | |
CX | The Lord into his vineyard comes | | | | | | | |
CXI | The Lord into his garden came | | | | | | | |
CXII | The Lord of earth and sky | | | | | | | |
CXIII | The Lord of glory is my light | | | | | | | |
CXIV | The mighty God will not despise | | | | | | | |
CXV | The praying spirit breathe | | | | | | | |
CXVI | There is a fountain fill'd with blood | | | | | | | |
CXVII | There is a land of pure delight | | | | | | | |
CXVIII | This God is the God we adore | | | | | | | |
CXIX | This is the field; the world below | | | | | | | |
CXX | Thou dear Redeemer dying Lamb | | | | | | | |
CXXI | Thou whom my soul admires above | | | | | | | |
CXXII | Thus saith the first, the great command | | | | | | | |
CXXIII | Thus saith the Ruler of the skies | | | | | | | |
CXXIV | Thus we commemorate the day | | | | | | | |
CXXV | Thy life I read, my dearest Lord | | | | | | | |
CXXVI | 'Tis good to wait upon the Lord | | | | | | | |
CXXVII | To God, the only wise | | | | | | | |
CXXVIII | To keep the lamp alive | | | | | | | |
CXXIX | To the haven of thy breast | | | | | | | |
CXXX | Welcome, sweet day of rest | | | | | | | |
CXXXI | What now is my object and aim? | | | | | | | |
CXXXII | When Abram, full of sacred awe | | | | | | | |
CXXXIII | When any turn from Zion's way | | | | | | | |
CXXXIV | When some kind shepherd from his fold | | | | | | | |
CXXXV | While on the verge of life I stand | | | | | | | |
CXXXVI | Why, O my soul, why weepest thou? | | | | | | | |
CXXXVII | Why should we start, and fear to die! | | | | | | | |
CXXXVIII | With earnest longings of the mind | | | | | | | |
CXXXIX | Ye servants of the Lord | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal has not been proofed - data may be incomplete or incorrect]