# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
201 | Mary to the Saviour's tomb | | | | | | | |
202 | Sing praise! the tomb is void | | | | | | | |
203 | Ye humble souls that seek the Lord | | | | | | | |
204 | Yes, the Redeemer rose | | | | | | | |
205 | Behold, the bright morning appears | | | | | | | |
206 | Lift your glad voices in triumph on high | | | | | | | |
207 | Watchman! tell us of the night | | | | | | | |
208 | When God descends with men to dwell | | | | | | | |
209 | Let the seventh angel sound on high | | | | | | | |
210 | The Lord will come; the earth shall quake | | | | | | | |
211 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
212 | The church has waited long | | | | | | | |
213 | Ye virgin souls, arise | | | | | | | |
214 | The night is far spent, and the day is at hand | | | | | | | |
215 | Look up ye saints, with sweet surprise | | | | | | | |
216 | Behold, the heathen waits to know | | | | | | | |
217 | When God fulfils his promis'd word | | | | | | | |
218 | On the mountain's top appearing | | | | | | | |
219 | Behold, the mountain of the Lord | | | | | | | |
220 | Rise, crown'd with light, imperial Salem, rise | | | | | | | |
221 | For Zion's sake I will not rest | | | | | | | |
222 | Hark! 'tis the prophet of the skies | | | | | | | |
223 | Nor King nor Prince on Judah's throne | | | | | | | |
224 | Disown'd of heav'n, by men oppress'd | | | | | | | |
225 | And must I be to judgment brought | | | | | | | |
226 | The chariot! the chariot! its wheels roll in fire | | | | | | | |
227 | That awful day will surely come | | | | | | | |
228 | Lo! he comes, with clouds descending | | | | | | | |
229 | Behold the sure foundation stone | | | | | | | |
230 | Zion stands with hills surrounded | | | | | | | |
231 | Our Lord hath reach'd his heav'nly seat | | | | | | | |
232 | O where are kings and empires now | | | | | | | |
233 | Far down the ages now | | | | | | | |
234 | Ye little flock, whom Jesus feeds | | | | | | | |
235 | A mother may forgetful be | | | | | | | |
236 | Great Shepherd of thine Israel | | | | | | | |
237 | Hopeless and outcast once we lay | | | | | | | |
238 | Say, who is she that looks abroad | | | | | | | |
239 | Happy the church, thou sacred place | | | | | | | |
240 | Glorious things of thee are spoken | | | | | | | |
241 | Not to the terrors of the Lord | | | | | | | |
242 | Like Noah's weary dove | | | | | | | |
243 | Though in the earthly church below | | | | | | | |
244 | Well may thy servants mourn, my God | | | | | | | |
245 | Converts to Christ's benignant sway | | | | | | | |
246 | People of the living God | | | | | | | |
247 | Far as thy name is known | | | | | | | |
248 | The Lord into his garden comes | | | | | | | |
249 | Lord, bless thy saints assembled here | | | | | | | |
250 | Come, let us use the grace divine | | | | | | | |
251 | The King of saints, how fair his face | | | | | | | |
252 | God in his earthly temple lays | | | | | | | |
253 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
254 | Planted in Christ, the living vine | | | | | | | |
255 | All you who have confess'd | | | | | | | |
256 | God named Love, whose fount thou art | | | | | | | |
257 | The Saviour, when to heaven he rose | | | | | | | |
258 | How beauteous are their feet | | | | | | | |
259 | Let Zion's watchman all awake | | | | | | | |
260 | Go, labor on! spend and be spent | | | | | | | |
261 | Our country's voice is pleading | | | | | | | |
262 | Go forth on wings of faith and pray'r | | | | | | | |
263 | Go with thy servant, Lord | | | | | | | |
264 | Christians, the glorious hope ye know | | | | | | | |
265 | From Greenland's icy mountains | | | | | | | |
266 | "Go preach my gospel," saith the Lord | | | | | | | |
267 | Shall I, for fear of feeble man | | | | | | | |
268 | Would you win a soul to God? | | | | | | | |
269 | Onward, onward, men of heaven | | | | | | | |
270 | You messengers of Christ | | | | | | | |
271 | Bold in speech and bold in action | | | | | | | |
272 | Comfort, ye ministers of grace | | | | | | | |
273 | Father of mercies, bow thine ear | | | | | | | |
274 | Hear the royal proclamation | | | | | | | |
275 | Fling out the banner! let it float | | | | | | | |
276 | O Zion's King, we suppliant bow | | | | | | | |
277 | Vouchsafe, O Lord, thy presence now | | | | | | | |
278 | With joy we own thy servant, Lord | | | | | | | |
279 | What contradictions meet | | | | | | | |
280 | O thou, who on thy chosen Son | | | | | | | |
281 | Lord of the harvest, hear | | | | | | | |
282 | Lord, in thy presence here we meet | | | | | | | |
283 | Indulgent God of love and pow'r | | | | | | | |
284 | It is a very pleasant thing | | | | | | | |
285 | In all my Lord's appointed ways | | | | | | | |
286 | Buried beneath the yielding wave | | | | | | | |
287 | To the flowing stream of Jordan | | | | | | | |
288 | Come, Holy Spirit, Dove divine | | | | | | | |
289 | Meekly in Jordan's holy stream | | | | | | | |
290 | I'm not asham'd to own my Lord | | | | | | | |
291 | If glorious angels do rejoice | | | | | | | |
292 | See how the willing converts trace | | | | | | | |
293 | How lovely the emblem of faith | | | | | | | |
294 | Let plenteous grace descend on those | | | | | | | |
295 | When Jesus Christ was here below | | | | | | | |
296 | For ever here my rest shall be | | | | | | | |
297 | Behold, where in a mortal form | | | | | | | |
298 | O blessed Jesus! when I see thee bending | | | | | | | |
299 | The Church of God believes it right | | | | | | | |
300 | Make up thy jewels, Lord, and show | | | | | | | |