# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
93b | Jesus, tender Saviour | | | | | | | |
94 | The children are gath'ring from near and from far | | | | | | | |
95 | Turn to the Lord and live | | | | | | | |
96 | We welcome this beautiful Sabbath of rest | | | | | | | |
97 | 'Twill not be long our journey here | | | | | | | |
98 | The God who spann'd the heav'ns above | | | | | | | |
99 | Loud swell in choral numbers | | | | | | | |
100 | Gone to the grave is our loved one | | | | | | | |
101 | Christ, the Lord, is risen today | | | | | | | |
102 | We are going, we are going | | | | | | | |
103 | Shall hymns of grateful love | | | | | | | |
104 | Hark, the sweetest notes of angels singing | | | | | | | |
105 | Shall we sing in heaven forever | | | | | | | |
106a | Behold me standing at the door | | | | | | | |
106b | O Heavenly Guest, thy call I hear | | | | | | | |
107 | I stood outside the gate | | | | | | | |
108 | Hark! the voice of Jesus calling | | | | | | | |
109 | "Peace upon earth!" the angels sang | ["Peace upon earth!" the angels sang] | | | | | | |
110 | Christ the Lord, is risen today | | | | | | | |
111 | Life has many a pleasant hour | | | | | | | |
112 | We are out on the ocean sailing | | | | | | | |
113 | Whither, pilgrims, are ye going | [Whither, pilgrims, are you going] | | | | | | |
114 | I know that my Redeemer lives | | | | | | | |
115 | Almost anchor'd! Life's rough journey | | | | | | | |
116a | O holy Saviour! Friend unseen | | | | | | | |
116b | Praise ye the Father! for his loving kindness | | | | | | | |
117a | God of mercy, throned on high | | | | | | | |
117b | Thine, Lord, forever! | | | | | | | |
118 | Praise the Lord, oh! praise him, praise him | | | | | | | |
119a | With gladsome feet we press | | | | | | | |
119b | Softly now the light of day | | | | | | | |
120 | There is beauty all around | | | | | | | |
121 | Jesus is our loving Saviour | | | | | | | |
122 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
123 | The mansions of the blest | | | | | | | |
124 | Above the waves of earthly strife | | | | | | | |
125 | Jesus we thy lambs would be | | | | | | | |
126a | Far out on the desolate billow | | | | | | | |
126b | My country, 'tis of thee | | | | | | | |
127 | I love to tell the story | | | | | | | |
128 | Lo! descending, the heavens rending | | | | | | | |
129 | Not dreary the world we inhabit | | | | | | | |
130 | Marching on! marching on! glad as birds on the wing | | | | | | | |
131 | Come, come to Jesus! | | | | | | | |
132 | My Jesus as Thou wilt! | | | | | | | |
133 | We shall meet beyond the river | | | | | | | |
134 | Come, children, join and sing | | | | | | | |
135 | A beautiful land by faith I see | | | | | | | |
136 | What are these soul-reviving strains | | | | | | | |
137 | Traveler, whither art thou going | | | | | | | |
138 | Go to Jesus with thy sorrow | | | | | | | |
139 | O, a goodly thing is the cooling spring | | | | | | | |
140a | Father above, Thou God of love | | | | | | | |
140b | Saviour, thou art ever near | | | | | | | |
141 | Holy! Holy! Holy! Lord God Almighty! | | | | | | | |
142 | O what can you tell, little pebble, little pebble | | | | | | | |
143 | O! what shall I do to be saved | | | | | | | |
144a | Thou art my shepherd | | | | | | | |
144b | Lord, do not leave me! | | | | | | | |
145 | Here we throng to praise the Saviour | | | | | | | |
146 | Come, sing with holy gladness | | | | | | | |
147 | How sweet will be the welcome home | | | | | | | |
148 | He leadeth me! O, blessed thought | | | | | | | |
149a | Come thou Fount of every blessing | | | | | | | |
149b | Mercy, O Thou son of David! | | | | | | | |
150a | Can my soul find rest from sorrow | | | | | | | |
150b | Saviour, listen to our prayer | | | | | | | |
151 | Saviour, who thy flock art feeding | | | | | | | |
152a | Saviour, like a shepherd lead us | | | | | | | |
152b | Jesus is our Shepherd | | | | | | | |
153 | Another fleeting day is gone | | | | | | | |
154 | 'Mid scenes of confusion and creature complaints | | | | | | | |
155 | Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart | | | | | | | |
156a | Saviour, who died for me | | | | | | | |
156b | Morning red, Morning red | | | | | | | |
157 | I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger | | | | | | | |
158 | Rock of ages, cleft for me | | | | | | | |
159 | I heard the voice of Jesus say | | | | | | | |
160 | One there is above all others | | | | | | | |
161a | In heav'nly love abiding | | | | | | | |
161b | To Thee, our God and Saviour | | | | | | | |
162a | Oh do not let the word depart | | | | | | | |
162b | Christians, I am on my journey! | | | | | | | |
163 | There is a glorious world of light | | | | | | | |
164 | The voice of free grace cries | | | | | | | |
165 | Saviour, bless a little child | | | | | | | |
166 | Jesus, dear, I come to thee | | | | | | | |
167 | See! amid the winter's snow | | | | | | | |
168 | Onward, Christian soldiers | | | | | | | |
169a | Thy way, not mine, O Lord | | | | | | | |
169b | Father, Thou art great and holy | | | | | | | |
170a | Lord, I hear of show'rs of blessing | | | | | | | |
170b | O, land of rest, for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
171 | Ever to the right, boys | | | | | | | |
172 | Sun of my soul, my Saviour dear | | | | | | | |
173a | Come ye sinners, poor and needy | | | | | | | |
173b | Now the Saviour standeth pleading | | | | | | | |
174 | Leave me not, O blessed Saviour | | | | | | | |
175 | The sands of time are wasting | | | | | | | |
176 | One by one the sands are flowing | | | | | | | |