B Before the morning’s toil begin 49 D Day after day my weary task I ply 51 Death is not dreadful, no! 106 E Earth’s bright hopes must fade 31 Ere our first parents fell, the ground 67 F Far from the friends to me most dear 59 Father of Heaven, Thy guidance we implore 43 “Feed thou My lambs,” the Saviour said 47 Forsake not thou thy father’s friend 111 Forth from the city gate of Nain 95 H Help me, Lord Jesus, to fulfil 71 How beautiful is Nature’s face! 75 How highly blest were those who saw 85 How swiftly flies man’s mortal thread 41 I I bless Thee, Lord, in early spring 69 I cannot see the sunny gleam 23 I dare not raise my guilty eye 21 I do not dare, O holy Lord 15 In daily rounds my constant course I keep 61 In the silence of night when the stars glimmer o’er me 57 In the year that hath passed o’er us 121 I’ve laid the earth above the child 27 I would not take what is not mine, for hoards of wealth untold 53 L “Lord! carest Thou not that we perish!” 88 N Not alone in God’s house, or in seasons of prayer 73 Now in the East Hope’s trembling light 29 O O God of Hosts, our fathers’ God 77 S Souls are perishing before thee 119 Standing upon the awful brink 117