My soul, be on thy guard

My soul lies cleaving to the dust

My soul, praise the Lord, speak good of his name 10 & 11s. M.

My soul, repeat his praise

My soul shall praise thee, O my God

My soul, triumphant in the Lord

My soul, why sink when griefs oppress

Naked, as from the earth we came
Nature, with all her powers, shall sing
Not for the pious dead we weep
Not for the summer hour alone

Not in the church-yard shall he sleep
Not to the terrors of the Lord
Not with terror do we meet

No war nor battle's sound

Now begin the heavenly theme
Now from labor and from care

Now, gracious Lord, thine arm reveal
Now I approach thy table, Lord
Now I resolve with all my heart
Now is the day of grace
Now let a true ambition rise
Now let our prayers ascend to thee
Now, Lord, we part awhile
Now may He who from the dead
Now the full glories of the Lamb
Now the shades of night are gone
Now to the Lord a noble song

O, all ye nations, praise the Lord

S. M.

469

C. M.

311

148

S. M.

75

O, bless the Lord, my soul; His grace, &c.

O, bless the Lord, my soul! Let all, &c.
O, bow thine ear, Eternal One

O, cease, my wandering soul

come, and let th' assembly all

O, come, loud anthems let us sing
could our thoughts and wishes fly
could we speak the matchless worth
draw me, Father, after thee

O'er the dark wave of Galilee
O Father, though the anxious fear
O Father, good or evil send

O Father, to thy mercy-seat

O, for a closer walk with God

O, for a faith that will not shrink

O, for a firm and lively faith

O, for a heart to praise my God
for an overcoming faith
for a prophet's fire

O, for a shout of joy

O, for a shout of sacred joy

O, for a sweet, inspiring ray

O, for a thousand tongues to sing

O, for that tenderness of heart

O, for the death of those

O God, accept the sacred hour

O God, by whom the seed is given

O God, I thank thee that the night
O God, my Father and my King
O God, my strength, my hope

O God, that mad'st the earth and sky

O God, thou art my God alone
O God, thy grace impart

O God, thy name they well may praise
O God, to thee, my sinking soul
O God, we praise thee and confess
O God, whose presence glows in all
O gracious God, in whom I live
O, happy day, that fixed my choice
O, happy is the man, who hears
O, happy soul, that lives on high
O, help us, Lord, each hour of need
O, here, if ever, God of love

O Holy Father, just and true
O Holy Lord our God

O, how can they look up to heaven
O, how I love thy holy law

O, in the morn of life, when youth
O, it is joy in one to meet
O, let my trembling soul be still
O, let your mingling voices raise
O Lord, another week is flown
O Lord, encouraged by thy grace
O Lord, my best desires fulfil

O Lord of life, and truth, and grace
O Lord, our fathers oft have told
O Lord, thy heavenly grace impart
O Lord, thy perfect word

O, most delightful hour by man

One prayer I have, all prayers in one

O, my soul, unceasing pray

One sweet flower has drooped and faded

On Jordan's stormy banks I stand
On the dewy breath of even
On thee, each morning, O my God
On the first Christian Sabbath eve
On, through Judea's palmy plain
Open, Lord, my inward ear
Oppression shall not always reign
O sinner, bring not tears alone

⚫O Source of uncreated light

O, speed thee, Christian, on thy way
O Spirit of the living God

stay thy tears, for they are blest

O suffering Friend of human kind

sweetly breathe the lyres above
that the Lord's salvation

O, that the Lord would guide my ways
O, there's a better world on high

O Thou, at whose dread name we bend
O Thou, before whose gracious throne
O Thou, enthroned in worlds above
O Thou that hearest prayer
O Thou, to whom all creatures bow
O Thou, to whom, in ancient time

O Thou, to whose all-searching sight
O Thou, who art above all height

O Thou, who driest the mourner's tear

O Thou, who hast spread out the skies

O Thou, who on thy chosen Son
O Thou, whose compassionate care

O Thou, whose mercy guides my way
O Thou, whose mercy hears

Salvation, O, the joyful sound

Saviour, who thy flock art feeding
Searcher of hearts! before thy face
See! another year is gone

L.M.

233

10s. M.

781

7 & 6s. M.

79

7s. M. 61.

15

See Israel's gentle Shepherd stand

See the leaves around us falling
Serene I laid me down

Servant of God, well done
Shine on our souls, Eternal God
Since o'er thy footstool here below
Sing we the song of those who stand
Sing, ye redeemed of the Lord
Sinner, rouse thee from thy sleep
Sister, thou wast mild and lovely
Sleep, sleep to-day, tormenting cares
So fades the lovely, blooming flower
Soft are the fruitful showers that bring
Softly fades the twilight ray
Softly now the light of day
So let our lips and lives express
Soon as I heard my Father say

Sow in the morn thy seed

Spirit, leave thy house of clay

Spirit of peace, celestial Dove

Stern Winter throws his icy chains

Suppliant, lo! thy children bend

Supreme and universal Light

Supreme in wisdom, as in power

Sure, to the mansions of the blest

Sweet day! so cool, so calm, so bright

Sweet is the friendly voice

Sweet is the last, the parting ray

L. M. 61. 859

Sweet is the light of Sabbath eve

Sweet is the memory of thy grace

Sweet is the prayer whose holy stream

Sweet is the thought, the promise sweet

Sweet is the time of spring

Sweet is the work, my God, my King

Sweet is the task, O Lord

Sweet spices they brought on their star-lighted way

There is a house not made with hands
There is a land mine eye hath seen

The Lord is great; ye hosts of heaven, adore him 11 & 8s. M.
The Lord is risen indeed

The Lord Jehovah reigns, And royal state, &c.

The Lord Jehovah reigns; His throne, &c.
The Lord my pasture shall prepare

The Lord my shepherd is

The Lord our God is clothed with might

The mellow eve is gliding

The morning flowers display their sweets
The offerings to thy throne which rise
The perfect world by Adam trod
The race that long in darkness pined
There is a calm for those who weep
There is a glorious world of light
There is a glorious world on high
There is a God, all nature speaks
There is a hope, a blesséd hope

118

S. M.

70

S. P. M.

152

H. M.

134

L. M. 61. 185

S. M.

184

There is a land of pure delight

There is an hour of hallowed peace

There is an hour of peaceful rest
There is a place of sacred rest
There is a stream whose gentle flow
There is a region lovelier far
There seems a voice in every gale

There's not a hope with comfort fraught
The rolling year, Almighty Lord

The Saviour bids us watch and pray

The Saviour now is gone before

The spacious firmament on high

The Spirit breathes upon the word

The Spirit, in our hearts

The swift declining day

The thunder bursts! its rolling might

The vineyard of the Lord

The wandering star, the fleeting wind

The winter is over and gone
They who on the Lord rely

Thine influence, mighty God, is felt
This child we dedicate to thee
This day let grateful praise ascend
This place is holy ground
Thou art gone to the grave, &c.
Thou art, O God, the life and light
Thou art the Way; and he who sighs
Thou art the Way; to thee alone
Though faint and sick, and worn away
Though I walk through the gloomy vale
Though sorrows rise and dangers roll
Thou Fount of blessing, God of love
Thou hidden love of God, whose height
Thou hidden Source of calm repose
Thou Lord of all above