Our blest Redeemer, ere He breathed
Our day of praise is done

202

here

Our God! our God! Thou shinest

Our God, our help in ages past.
Our Lord is risen from the dead
Out of the deep I call

Out of the depths I cry to Thee

Peace, perfect peace, in this dark
world of sin?

Pleasant are Thy courts above.
Pour out Thy Spirit from on high
Praise God, from Whom all bless-
ings flow

Praise, Lord, for Thee in Zion waits
Praise, my soul, the King of heaven.
Praise, O praise the Lord of harvest
Praise the God of all creation!
Praise the Lord, His glories show
Praise the Lord, ye heavens, adore
Him

Praise to our God, Whose bounteous

Sing to the Lord a joyful song

Sing the great Jehovah's praise

530

48

709

533

38

Sing we the song of those who stand 546
Sleep thy last sleep

598

Soldiers of Christ, arise!

401

264 Soldiers of the Cross, arise!

588

263

So let our lips and lives express
Sometimes a light surprises

318

362

285

Songs of praise the angels sang.
Son of God, to Thee I cry

545

198

524

Soon and for ever

603

467

Soul, thy week of toil is ended

704

Souls in heathen darkness lying

589

The head that once was crowned
with thorns

The King of Love my Shepherd is
The Lord be with us as we bond
The Lord is King, and weareth
The Lord is King; He wrought His
will

The Lord is King! lift up thy voice.
The Lord is rich and merciful
The Lord of glory is my light
The Lord our God is clothed with
might

The Lord will come, and not be slow
The mercies of my God and King
The night is come: like to the day
The race that long in darkness pined
The radiant morn hath passed away.
The roseate hues of early dawn.
The saints of God! their conflict
past

The shadows of the evening hours
The Son of God goes forth to war

696

Thy ceaseless, unexhausted love

61

392

Thy love for all Thy creatures

676

The Spirit breathes upon the word

231

Thy way, not mine, O Lord

344

The spring-tide hour

706

Thy Word is like a garden, Lord

761

The sun is sinking fast

687

"Till He come," O let the words

495

The wintry time hath ended

651

Time is earnest, passing by

244

The wise may bring their learning

770

To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost

732

The year is gone beyond recall

728

To God the only wise

418

Thee will I love, my strength, my

To Him Who children blessed

475

tower

There came a little Child to earth
There is a book, who runs may read.
There is a fountain filled with blood
There is a green hill far away

742

To Thee, O God, we render thanks

230

26

To Thee, O Lord, our hearts we

272

raise

712

753

To Thee, our God, we fly

656

There is a land of pure delight

433

To Thy temple I repair

534

There's a Friend for little children

758

To-day the Saviour calls

238