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401 | In sleep's serene oblivion laid | | | | | | | |
402 | Awake, my soul! and with the sun | | | | | | | |
403 | To thee, let my first off'rings rise | | | | | | | |
404 | All praise to thee, my God! this night | | | | | | | |
405 | Thus far the Lord has led me on | | | | | | | |
406 | Indulgent God! whose bounteous care | | | | | | | |
407 | Lord! thou wilt hear me when I pray | | | | | | | |
408 | Interval of grateful shade | | | | | | | |
409 | Great God! we sing that mighty hand | | | | | | | |
410 | God of our lives! thy constant care | | | | | | | |
411 | Remark my soul! the narrow bounds | | | | | | | |
412 | Praise, happy land! Jehovah's name | | | | | | | |
413 | How rich thy gifts, Almighty King! | | | | | | | |
414 | In vain opposing nations rage | | | | | | | |
415 | While sounds of war are heard around | | | | | | | |
416 | God, to correct the world | | | | | | | |
417 | O come, behold a scene of dread! | | | | | | | |
418 | We feel thy awful chast'ning rod | | | | | | | |
419 | O Lord, our fathers oft have told | | | | | | | |
420 | Now may the God of grace and pow'r | | | | | | | |
421 | Great framer of unnumber'd worlds | | | | | | | |
422 | When Abrah'm, full of sacred awe | | | | | | | |
423 | Thy gracious favour, Lord! display | | | | | | | |
424 | Praise to the Lord, who bows his ear | | | | | | | |
425 | Had not the Lord, may Israel say | | | | | | | |
426 | Now let our songs address the God of peace | | | | | | | |
427 | Peace! the welcome sound proclaim | | | | | | | |
428 | And will the great eternal God | | | | | | | |
429 | In sweet exalted strains | | | | | | | |
430 | Thus spake the Saviour, when he sent | | | | | | | |
431 | Great Lord of all angels! we adore | | | | | | | |
432 | O thou, before whose gracious throne | | | | | | | |
433 | Now let our drooping hearts revive | | | | | | | |
434 | Consider all my sorrows, Lord! | | | | | | | |
435 | Peace, my complaining heart! | | | | | | | |
436 | Diseases are thy servants, Lord! | | | | | | | |
437 | My soul, the awful hour will come | | | | | | | |
438 | How vast is the tribute I owe | | | | | | | |
439 | Firm was my health, my day was bright | | | | | | | |
440 | I love the Lord; he heard my cries | | | | | | | |
441 | Sov'reign of life, I own thy hand | | | | | | | |
442 | When o'er the trodden paths of life | | | | | | | |
443 | The God of love will sure indulge | | | | | | | |
444 | Must friends and kindred droop and die | | | | | | | |
445 | When blooming youth is snatch'd away | | | | | | | |
446 | Life is a span, a fleeting hour | | | | | | | |
447 | Ye mourning saints, whose streaming tears | | | | | | | |
448 | Though nature's voice you must obey | | | | | | | |
449 | O hear me, Lord! on thee I call | | | | | | | |
450 | Children, in years and knowledge young | | | | | | | |
451 | Happy is he, whose early years | | | | | | | |
452 | Now, in the heat of youthful blood | | | | | | | |
453 | With humble heart and tongue | | | | | | | |
454 | My God, my everlasting hope! | | | | | | | |
455 | Eternal Sire, enthron'd on high! | | | | | | | |
456 | Praise to God, immortal praise | | | | | | | |
457 | As various as the moon | | | | | | | |
458 | Providence, profusely kind | | | | | | | |
459 | How gracious and how wise | | | | | | | |
460 | Father! I bless thy gentle hand | | | | | | | |
461 | How well our great Preserver knows | | | | | | | |
462 | Naked as from the earth we came | | | | | | | |
463 | The darken'd sky, how thick it low'rs! | | | | | | | |
464 | My God, whose all-pervading eye | | | | | | | |
465 | The evils that beset our path | | | | | | | |
466 | Weary of these low scenes of night | | | | | | | |
467 | Great Ruler of all nature's frame | | | | | | | |
468 | My God, my hope! if thou art mine | | | | | | | |
469 | Should famine o'er the mourning field | | | | | | | |
470 | Lord, in this vale of tears | | | | | | | |
471 | Thou, Lord, through ev'ry changing scene | | | | | | | |
472 | Hark! from the tombs a doleful sound | | | | | | | |
473 | Teach me the measure of my days | | | | | | | |
474 | Thee we adore, eternal Name! | | | | | | | |
475 | That awful hour will soon appear | | | | | | | |
476 | How swift the torrent rolls | | | | | | | |
477 | Behold the path which mortals tread | | | | | | | |
478 | God of eternity! from thee | | | | | | | |
479 | The swift declining day | | | | | | | |
480 | To-morrow, Lord, is thine | | | | | | | |
481 | The morning flow'rs display their sweets | | | | | | | |
482 | Our God! our help in ages past | | | | | | | |
483 | Lord! we adore thy wondrous name | | | | | | | |
484 | Behold the gloomy vale | | | | | | | |
485 | How still and peaceful is the grave! | | | | | | | |
486 | Awake, ye saints! and raise your eyes | | | | | | | |
487 | While to the grave our friends are borne | | | | | | | |
488 | When death appears before my sight | | | | | | | |
489 | When all the pow'rs of nature fail | | | | | | | |
490 | When life's tempestuous storms are o'er | | | | | | | |
491 | Hark! from on high a solemn voice | | | | | | | |
492 | The hour of my departure's come | | | | | | | |
493 | Vital spark of heav'nly flame | | | | | | | |
494 | Eternal God! how frail is man! | | | | | | | |
495 | How long shall death, the tyrant, reign | | | | | | | |
496 | Father of all! my soul defend | | | | | | | |
497 | What sinners value, I resign | | | | | | | |
498 | No, I'll repine at death no more | | | | | | | |
499 | And must this body die | | | | | | | |
500 | Heav'n has confirm'd the great decree | | | | | | | |