# | Text | Tune |  |  |  |  |  |  |
401 | We long to see that happy time | | | | | |  | |
402 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | |  | |
403 | Soon may the last glad song arise | | | | | |  | |
404 | Jesus his empire shall extend | | | | | |  | |
405 | The Lord will come, and not be slow | | | | | |  | |
406 | We say to all men far and near | | | | | |  | |
407 | Yes, we trust the day is breaking | | | | | |  | |
408 | O'er the distant mountains breaking | | | | | |  | |
409 | Zion stands with hills surrounded | | | | | |  | |
410 | Thou dost come, all-healing Lord | | | | | |  | |
411 | Hark! the song of jubilee | | | | | |  | |
412 | Spread, oh, spread, thou mighty word | | | | | |  | |
413 | Hasten, Lord! the glorious time | | | | | |  | |
414 | Rise, crowned with light, imperial Salem, Rise! | | | | | |  | |
415 | All souls, O Lord, are thine | | | | | |  | |
416 | Pour, blessed gospel, glorious news for man | | | | | |  | |
417 | When God descends with men to dwell | | | | | |  | |
418 | Long as the darkening cloud abode | | | | | |  | |
419 | Oh, yet, we trust that somehow good | | | | | |  | |
420 | Still prayers are strong, and God is good | | | | | |  | |
421 | Oh, could we speak the matchless worth | | | | | |  | |
422 | The radiant dawn of gospel light | | | | | |  | |
423 | Oh, let your mingling voices rises | | | | | |  | |
424 | Lo! what a glorious sight appears | | | | | |  | |
425 | O God! our God! thou shinest here | | | | | |  | |
426 | In latter days the mount of God | | | | | |  | |
427 | Thou, whose wide extended sway | | | | | |  | |
428 | Saints, for whom the Saviour bled | | | | | |  | |
429 | O life, O death, O world, O time | | | | | |  | |
430 | When languor and disease invade | | | | | |  | |
431 | Teach me the measure of my days | | | | | |  | |
432 | 'T is my happiness below | | | | | |  | |
433 | God of mercy, God of grace | | | | | |  | |
434 | 'T is a point I long to know | | | | | |  | |
435 | Lord! that I may learn of thee | | | | | |  | |
436 | O Sinner, bring not tears alone | | | | | |  | |
437 | Out of the depths I cry to thee | | | | | |  | |
438 | Times without number have I prayed | | | | | |  | |
439 | Now let our prayers ascend to thee | | | | | |  | |
440 | Just am I am, without one plea | | | | | |  | |
441 | We shape ourselves the joy or fear | | | | | |  | |
442 | There is no death! The stars go down | | | | | |  | |
443 | Lord, thou hast won at length I yield | | | | | |  | |
444 | O thou, who hast redeemed of old | | | | | |  | |
445 | O love divine, how sweet thou art! | | | | | |  | |
446 | Like morning--when her early breeze | | | | | |  | |
447 | My soul before thee prostrate lies | | | | | |  | |
448 | When darkness long has veiled my mind | | | | | |  | |
449 | Afraid to die! Oh, idle fear! | | | | | |  | |
450 | Within thine altar's shade | | | | | |  | |
451 | Sow in the morn thy seed | | | | | |  | |
452 | When I am weak, I'm strong | | | | | |  | |
453 | Let not your heart be faint | | | | | |  | |
454 | Father of mercies! send thy grace | | | | | |  | |
455 | Scorn not the slightest word or deed | | | | | |  | |
456 | Make channels for the streams of love | | | | | |  | |
457 | Supreme Disposer of the heart | | | | | |  | |
458 | O Christ, what gracious words | | | | | |  | |
459 | How glorious is the hour | | | | | |  | |
460 | Sweet is the friendly voice | | | | | |  | |
461 | My Father bids me come | | | | | |  | |
462 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah! | | | | | |  | |
463 | Keep us, Lord, oh, keep us ever! | | | | | |  | |
464 | Hallelujah! best and sweetest | | | | | |  | |
465 | The world throws wide its brazen gates | | | | | |  | |
466 | Awake, my soul! stretch every nerve | | | | | |  | |
467 | Oh, speed thee, Christian, on thy way | | | | | |  | |
468 | Alas the outer emptiness! | | | | | |  | |
469 | Awake, our souls, awake our fears | | | | | |  | |
470 | Awake, my soul! lift up thine eyes | | | | | |  | |
471 | Thy will be done! In devious way | | | | | |  | |
472 | Thy will be done! I will not fear | | | | | |  | |
473 | Teach me, my God and King | | | | | |  | |
474 | Servants of Christ, arise | | | | | |  | |
475 | Lord, give the light we need | | | | | |  | |
476 | Come to the land of peace | | | | | |  | |
477 | Press on, press on! | | | | | |  | |
478 | The Christian warrior, see him stand | | | | | |  | |
479 | Still hope! still act! Be sure that life | | | | | |  | |
480 | Go, labor on; spend and be spent | | | | | |  | |
481 | Oh, could I find, from day to day | | | | | |  | |
482 | It lies around us like a cloud | | | | | |  | |
483 | As distant lands beyond the sea | | | | | |  | |
484 | Behold the western evening light | | | | | |  | |
485 | Am I a soldier of the cross | | | | | |  | |
486 | Oh, for a faith that will not shrink | | | | | |  | |
487 | Oh, for a heart to praise my God | | | | | |  | |
488 | Father of all our mercies, thou | | | | | |  | |
489 | When Jesus, our great Master, came | | | | | |  | |
490 | We have not wings - we cannot soar | | | | | |  | |
491 | 'T is by the faith of joys to come | | | | | |  | |
492 | Not by the martyrs' death alone | | | | | |  | |
493 | Wait! for the day is breaking | | | | | |  | |
494 | Sometimes a light suprises | | | | | |  | |
495 | God is my strong salvation | | | | | |  | |
496 | Faith is the polar star | | | | | |  | |
497 | Friend after friend departs | | | | | |  | |
498 | This place is holy ground! | | | | | |  | |
499 | Faith, hope, and charity, these three | | | | | |  | |
500 | Had I the tongues of Greeks and Jews | | | | | |  | |