I waited patient for the Lord want a principle within

I would not live alway; I ask not to stay

Jehovah's praise sublime

Jerusalem! my glorious home.

Jesus demands this heart of mine

Jesus, I love thy charming name
Jesus is gone above the sky

Jesus shall reign where'er the sun
Jesus, the Friend of man

Jesus, thy boundless love to me
Join, all ye servants of the Lord
Joy to those that love the Lord
Joy to the world! the Lord is come

Kind are the words that Jesus spake
Kindred in Christ, for his dear sake
Know, my soul, thy full salvation

Laborers of Christ, arise
Leader of Israel's host, and Guide
Let all the earth their voices raise
Let all the heathen writers join
Let children hear the mighty deeds
Let children never fear

Let coward guilt, with pallid fear

Let deepest silence all around

Let everlasting glories crown

Let every creature join

Let every mortal ear attend

Life's little lines, how short, how faint

C. M.

660

Lift up to God the voice of praise

Lift your glad voices in triumph on high

Light of those whose dreary dwelling
Like Israel's hosts to exile driven
Like shadows gliding o'er the plain
Lo, God is here! Let us adore
Lord, before thy presence come
Lord, dismiss us with thy blessing
Lord, have mercy when we pray
Lord, how secure and blest are they
Lord, how delightful 't is to see
Lord Jesus, come, for here

Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear
Lord, in heaven, thy dwelling-place
Lord, in whose might the Saviour trod
Lord, lead my heart to learn
Lord, now we part in thy blest name
Lord of heaven, and earth, and ocean
Lord of hosts, to thee we raise
Lord of the Sabbath, hear our vows
Lord of the sea! thy potent sway
Lord of the worlds above.

Lord of the worlds below

Lord, teach us how to pray aright

Lord, teach a little child to pray

Lord, thou art good: all nature shows

Lord, thou hast searched and seen me through

Lord, we come to seek thy blessing

Lord, what a feeble piece

Lord, while for all mankind we pray

Lo! the lilies of the field

Lo! they come from east to west
Lo! the prisoner is released

Love divine, all love excelling
Lo! what an entertaining sight
Lowly and solemn be

Mark the soft falling snow
Mark the virtuous man

May the grace of Christ, our Saviour
Mighty One, before whose face
Mighty One, whose name is Holy
Mistaken souls, that dream of heaven
Morning breaks upon the tomb

My country, 't is of thee

My dear Redeemer and my

Lord

My Father! cheering name

My Father! I adore

My Father's house on high

My few revolving years

My God! all nature owns thy sway
My God, how endless is thy love

My God, I thank thee! may no thought

My God, I now from sleep awake

My God, my everlasting hope

My God, my Father, while I stray

My God! thy boundless love I praise

My God, thy service well demands

My gracious Lord, whose changeless love
My Maker and my King

My soul, be on thy guard

S. M.

468

My soul lies cleaving to the dust

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

148

My soul, repeat his praise

S. M.

75

My soul shall praise thee, O my God

My soul, triumphant in the Lord

My soul, why sink when griefs oppress

O, all ye nations, praise the Lord
bless the Lord, my soul; His grace, &c.

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

O, cease, my wandering soul

O, come, and let th' assembly all
come, loud anthems let us sing
could our thoughts and wishes fly
could we speak the matchless worth

O, draw me, Father, after thee
O'er the dark wave of Galilee

O Father, though the anxious fear

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

O, my soul, unceasing pray

One prayer I have, all prayers in one

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

O, stay thy tears, for they are blest

O suffering Friend of human kind

, sweetly breathe the lyres above

that the Lord's salvation
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 on thy chosen Son

O Thou, who hast spread out the skies

O Thou, whose compassionate care

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

Our country is Immanuel's ground

Our days are as the grass

Our Father in heaven, we hallow thy name

Our fathers, Lord, to seek a spot

Our Father! we approach thy board

Our God, where'er thy people meet

Our Heavenly Father calls

Our Heavenly Father, hear

Pastor, thou art from us taken

Our Helper, God, we bless his name
Our little bark, on boisterous seas
Our pilgrim brethren dwelling far
Our sins, alas! how strong they be
O, weep not for the joys that fade
O, what is life?'t is like a flower
when the hours of life are past
where shall rest be found
while I breathe to thee, my Lord
worship the King, all glorious above

O'ye who seek Jehovah's face

Part in peace! is day before us

Patience, O, 't is a grace divine

Peace be to this habitation

Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan
People of the living God

Pity the nations, O our God

Planted in Christ, the living vine

Praise for the glorious light

Praise the Lord, when blushing morning

Praise to God, immortal praise

Praise to thee, thou great Creator

Praise waits in Zion, Lord, for thee

Praise ye Jehovah's name

C. M.

622

S. M.

887

Remark, my soul, the narrow bounds

Remember thy Creator

Return, my roving heart, return

Reviving sleep! thy sheltering wing

Ride on, ride on in majesty

Rise, crowned with light, imperial Salem, rise