# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
a590 | Men of God, go take your stations | | | | | | | |
a591 | Millions there are on heathen ground | | | | | | | |
a592 | Father, is not thy promise pledg'd | | | | | | | |
a593 | Ye messengers of Christ | | | | | | | |
a594 | How many years has man been driven | | | | | | | |
a595 | Go forth, ye saints, behold your King | | | | | | | |
a596 | Father of faithful Abra'm hear | | | | | | | |
a597 | Go, missionaries, and proclaim | | | | | | | |
a598 | Yes, mighty Jesus, thou shalt reign | | | | | | | |
a599 | Are those the happy persons here | | | | | | | |
a600 | All those who seek a throne of grace | | | | | | | |
a601 | Alas alas why is it so | | | | | | | |
a602 | As Jacob did in days of old | | | | | | | |
a603 | And are we yet alive | | | | | | | |
a604 | Behold the throne of grace | | | | | | | |
a605 | Come, praying souls, rejoice | | | | | | | |
a606 | Come, tell us your troubles | | | | | | | |
a607 | Dear Lord, attend our pray'r | | | | | | | |
a608 | Dear Lord, to us assembled here | | | | | | | |
a609 | Dear Saviour! let thy gracious eye | | | | | | | |
a610 | O Thou, whose tender mercy hears | | | | | | | |
a611 | Eternal Spirit, mighty Lord | | | | | | | |
a612 | Go on ye pilgrims, while below | | | | | | | |
a613 | If worklings ask the reason why | | | | | | | |
a614 | Lord, in thy courts we now appear | | | | | | | |
a615 | Eternal Spirit, we confess | | | | | | | |
a616 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
a617 | Come all who love to pray | | | | | | | |
a618 | Welcome, dear brethren, to this place | | | | | | | |
a619 | No mortal ties can be compared | | | | | | | |
a620 | Brother in Christ, and well beloved | | | | | | | |
a621 | Now we are met in holy fear | | | | | | | |
a622 | Who can forbid the sons of God | | | | | | | |
a623 | Come in, thou blessed of the Lord | | | | | | | |
a624 | Dear friends, as you have owned | | | | | | | |
a625 | First have these lovers of the Word | | | | | | | |
a626 | How good, how glorious 'tis to see | | | | | | | |
a627 | Lord, in thy presence here we meet | | | | | | | |
a628 | O how divine how sweet the joy | | | | | | | |
a629 | O with what pleasure we behold | | | | | | | |
a630 | People of the living God! | | | | | | | |
a631 | Pilgrim, burdened with thy sin | | | | | | | |
a632 | Welcome, thou well beloved of God | | | | | | | |
a633 | Come, ye that fear the Lord | | | | | | | |
a634 | There's joy in heaven, and joy on earth | | | | | | | |
a635 | When any turn from Zion's way | | | | | | | |
a636 | Thou only Sovereign of my heart | | | | | | | |
a637 | In thee, thou all sufficient God | | | | | | | |
a638 | Praise the Saviour, all ye nations | | | | | | | |
a639 | Jesus, my Lord, how rich thy grace | | | | | | | |
a640 | The Lord who rules the world's affairs | | | | | | | |
a641 | When Jesus dwelt in mortal clay | | | | | | | |
a642 | Yes, there are joys that cannot die | | | | | | | |
a643 | Thy bounties, gracious Lord | | | | | | | |
a644 | To thee, let my first offerings rise | | | | | | | |
a645 | See how the rising sun | | | | | | | |
a646 | Lord, I am vile, what shall I say | | | | | | | |
a647 | With thee, great God, the stores of light | | | | | | | |
a648 | Lord of my life, O may thy praise | | | | | | | |
a649 | Great God, to thee my evening song | | | | | | | |
a650 | Glory to thee, my God, this night | | | | | | | |
a651 | Now from the altar of our hearts | | | | | | | |
a652 | The icy chains that bound the earth | | | | | | | |
a653 | From winter's barren clods | | | | | | | |
a654 | While beauty clothes the fertile vale | | | | | | | |
a655 | Behold, long wished for spring is here | | | | | | | |
a656 | The spring great God at thy command | | | | | | | |
a657 | How hast thou, Lord, from year to year | | | | | | | |
a658 | O the immense, the amazing height | | | | | | | |
a659 | To praise the ever-bounteous Lord | | | | | | | |
a660 | See how the little toiling ant | | | | | | | |
a661 | Stern winter throws his icy chains | | | | | | | |
a662 | See how rude winter's icy hand | | | | | | | |
a663 | Eternal source of every joy | | | | | | | |
a664 | Father of mercies, God of love | | | | | | | |
a665 | Remark my soul,the narrow bound! | | | | | | | |
a666 | Great God, we sing that mighty hand | | | | | | | |
a667 | My helper God I bless his name | | | | | | | |
a668 | While with ceaseless course the sun | | | | | | | |
a669 | And now, my soul another year | | | | | | | |
a670 | I my Ebenezer raise | | | | | | | |
a671 | From the dear flock of Jesus' saints | | | | | | | |
a672 | Kindred, and friends, and native land | | | | | | | |
a673 | For a season called to part | | | | | | | |
a674 | Thy presence, everlasting God | | | | | | | |
a675 | Kindred in Christ, for his dear sake | | | | | | | |
a676 | O happy day! when saints shall meet | | | | | | | |
a677 | How soft the words my Saviour speaks! | | | | | | | |
a678 | Bestow, dear Lord, upon our youth | | | | | | | |
a679 | Ye hearts with youthful vigor warm | | | | | | | |
a680 | Now let a true ambition rise | | | | | | | |
a681 | Must all the charms of nature, then | | | | | | | |
a682 | With humble heart and tongue, my God | | | | | | | |
a683 | Blest is the man whose heart expands | | | | | | | |
a684 | Eternal God, enthroned on high | | | | | | | |
a685 | My God! my everlasting hope! | | | | | | | |
a686 | In age and feebleness extreme | | | | | | | |
a687 | See, gracious God, before thy throne | | | | | | | |
a688 | When Abraham, full of sacred awe | | | | | | | |
a689 | O righteous God, thou Judge supreme | | | | | | | |