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701 | Men of God, go, take your stations | | | | | | | |
702 | Look, ye saints! the day is breaking | | | | | | | |
703 | Ye tribes of Adam, join | | | | | | | |
704 | Rise, gracious God! and shine | | | | | | | |
705 | Yes, the Redeemer rose | | | | | | | |
706 | We give immortal praise | | | | | | | |
707 | I love my Shepherd's voice | | | | | | | |
708 | In sweet, exalted strains | | | | | | | |
709 | The Lord my Shepherd is | | | | | | | |
710 | See, what a living stone | | | | | | | |
711 | Behold! what wondrous grace | | | | | | | |
712 | Yes, the Redeemer's gone | | | | | | | |
713 | Rejoice-- the Lord is King | | | | | | | |
714 | Come, every pious heart | | | | | | | |
715 | Blow ye the trumpet!--blow | | | | | | | |
716 | O Zion! tune thy voice | | | | | | | |
717 | The Lord Jehovah reigns | | | | | | | |
718 | Friend after friend departs | | | | | | | |
719 | This place is holy ground | | | | | | | |
720 | O Thou, that hearest prayer! | | | | | | | |
721 | Give thanks to God most high | | | | | | | |
722 | My dear Redeemer and my Lord | | | | | | | |
723 | 'Twas on that dark--that doleful night | | | | | | | |
724 | Come, gracious Spirit! heavenly Dove! | | | | | | | |
725 | Oh! deem not they are blessed alone | | | | | | | |
726 | Mysterious influence, divine | | | | | | | |
727 | Why will ye waste, on trifling cares | | | | | | | |
728 | O, could we speak the matchless worth | | | | | | | |
729 | Begin, my soul, th' exalted lay | | | | | | | |
730 | The songs of Zion oft impart | | | | | | | |
731 | The mind was formed to mount sublime | | | | | | | |
732 | God of the nations, bow thine ear | | | | | | | |
733 | Many woes had Christ endured | | | | | | | |
734 | Father, let thy light divine | | | | | | | |
735 | From the cross uplifted high | | | | | | | |
736 | Holy Lord, our hearts prepare | | | | | | | |
737 | The voice of free grace cries, "Escape to the mountain" | | | | | | | |
738 | Thou art gone to the grave; but we will not deplore thee | | | | | | | |
739 | When through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming | | | | | | | |
740 | Come, ye that love the Saviour's name | | | | | | | |
741 | Early, my God, without delay | | | | | | | |
742 | Oh how I love thy holy law | | | | | | | |
743 | Come, happy souls! approach your God | | | | | | | |
744 | Awake--awake the sacred song | | | | | | | |
745 | Again, the Lord of life and light | | | | | | | |
746 | See Israel’s gentle Shepherd stand | | | | | | | |
747 | Parting soul! the flood awaits thee | | | | | | | |
748 | Happy soul! thy days are ending | | | | | | | |
749 | O, ye mourners! cease to languish | | | | | | | |
750 | Saviour, who thy flock art feeding | | | | | | | |
751 | God of mercy, do thou never | | | | | | | |
752 | Gently, Lord, O gently lead us | | | | | | | |
753 | Must Jesus bear the cross alone | | | | | | | |
754 | Spirit of power and might, behold | | | | | | | |
755 | Nor eye hath seen, nor ear hath heard | | | | | | | |
756 | That man, in life wherever placed | | | | | | | |
757 | There is an hour of hallowed peace | | | | | | | |
758 | Far from these narrow scenes of night | | | | | | | |
759 | Jesus, our Lord! how rich thy grace! | | | | | | | |
760 | Let Zion's watchman all awake | | | | | | | |
761 | Stand up, my soul! shake off thy fears | | | | | | | |
762 | Go, labor on, spend, and be spent | | | | | | | |
763 | Zion! awake, thy strength renew | | | | | | | |
764 | Awake, our souls; away, our fears | | | | | | | |
765 | Almighty Ruler of the skies! | | | | | | | |
766 | Who shall the Lord's elect condemn? | | | | | | | |
767 | Within thy house, O Lord our God! | | | | | | | |
768 | Ascend thy throne, almighty King! | | | | | | | |
769 | God is the refuge of his saints | | | | | | | |
770 | Return, my roving heart, return | | | | | | | |
771 | Draw near, O Holy Dove, draw near | | | | | | | |
772 | Jesus, whom angel-hosts adore | | | | | | | |
773 | Thou only Sovereign of my heart | | | | | | | |
774 | How oft have sin and Satan strove | | | | | | | |
775 | Deep in our hearts, let us record | | | | | | | |
776 | How sweet to leave the world awhile | | | | | | | |
777 | The rosy light is dawning | | | | | | | |
778 | The mellow eve is gliding | | | | | | | |
779 | To thee, my God and Saviour | | | | | | | |
780 | The leaves, around me falling | | | | | | | |
781 | What sight on earth more blissful | | | | | | | |
782 | The Saviour kindly calls | | | | | | | |
783 | How charming is the place | | | | | | | |
784 | Not all the blood of beasts | | | | | | | |
785 | Your harps, ye trembling saints | | | | | | | |
786 | How heavy is the night | | | | | | | |
787 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
788 | Safely through another week | | | | | | | |
789 | My God, thy boundless love I praise | | | | | | | |
790 | Songs in the night full oft are given | | | | | | | |
791 | My country, 'tis of thee | | | | | | | |
792 | The God of harvest praise | | | | | | | |
793 | All hail the power of Jesus' name | CORONATION | | | | | | |
794 | Heirs of an immortal crown | | | | | | | |
795 | Children of a free-born race | | | | | | | |
796 | Child of sorrow, child of care | | | | | | | |
797 | Rejoice in the Lord | | | | | | | |
798 | Hark!--ten thousand harps and voices | | | | | | | |
799 | Hail, thou long-expected Jesus! | | | | | | | |
800 | Hark! what mean those lamentations | | | | | | | |