INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Hymn. According to Thy gracious word, 139 Acquaint thee, O spirit, acquaint thee with God, Almighty Father! Thou hast many a blessing, Almighty Spirit, now behold, Am I a soldier of the cross, An offering at the shrine of power, Another day its course has run, Another hand is beckoning us, Approach not the altar with gloom in thy soul, As every day Thy mercy spares, As oft, with worn and weary feet, As the hart, with cager looks, A voice upon the midnight air, 439 157 306 495 182 288 499 59 113 226 69 260 103 131 318 315 Awake, our souls, away, our fears, 541 421 A Behold the sun, how bright, Be near us, O Father, through night's silent hour, Beneath the shadow of the cross, Beneath the thick but struggling clouds, Beneath Thy trees to-day we meet, Blest are the pure in heart, Bread of heaven, on thee we feed, Breast the wave, Christian, when it is strongest, Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Brother, the angels say, Brother, thou art gone before us, Brother, though from yonder sky, Brother, will you slight the message, By cool Siloam's shady rill, By earth hemmed in, by earth oppressed, 161 Come unto me, when shadows darkly gather, Commit thou all thy griefs, Creator of all, through whose all-seeing might, Darkness o'er the world was brooding, 104 Dark were the paths our Master trod, . Day by day the manna fell, Dear as Thou wast, and justly dear, Deem not that they are blest alone, Down the dark future, through long generations, Earth's busy sounds, and ceaseless din, 123 583 179 30 407 326 421 481 503 Fading, still fading, the last beam is shining, 471 120 544 Father, in Thy presence now, Father! I wait Thy word. The sun doth stand, Father, I will not pray, Father of light, conduct our feet, Father of mercies! God of peace, Father of might, my bonds I feel, Father of spirits, humbly bent before Thee, Father supreme! Thou high and holy One, Father! Thy paternal care, Father! Thy wonders do not singly stand, Father! to us Thy children, humbly kneeling, Father, united by Thy grace, Father! we bless the gentle care, Father! we look up to Thee, Father, whate'er of earthly bliss, Father, when o'er our trembling hearts, Father, who in the olive shade, . 470 |