Wanderers with all frail desires
O righteous God, to thee we come
Drawn Is The Curtain Of The Night
O Lord, rebuke me not in thy fierce wrath
Slow glide the lengthening shadows from the hill
How long, O Lord, wilt thou forget
From thy calm, holy throne
Lord, who in thine house shall dwell
My God, my God, why hast thou me forsaken
No distance parts from thee my prayer
Lord of earth! thy forming hand
O God, on thine inheritance
Sing to the Lord, and praise his name
Be joyful in the Lord, ye lands
Who, Lord, is like to thee
What tone so lingers on the Psalmist’s harp
Yes, For Me He Careth
Pray for Jerusalem!
Lord, let me not high minded be
How sweet, to see the brotherhood
O saddest hour, when in a stranger-land
Deliver me, O Lord, according to thy word
Lord, listen to my prayer
Praise Ye the Lord
Praise the Lord of heaven
Come, Ye Thankful People, Come
To publicans and sinners, does your Lord
The Christmas Hymn
Work while it is today
We Walk by Faith and Not by Sight
When God of old came down from heaven
Light in the gloomy heart
Laying the foundation
Shadows of the grave
Our Parent Noah Was Upright