| Thy kingdom come; thus day by day, |
19 |
| The Savior comes, by ancient bards foretold, |
23 |
| The pleasures of earth I have seen fade away, |
30 |
| Triumphant Zion, lift thy bead, |
64 |
| The Lord, the Judge, before his throne, |
70 |
| The Lord will come, the earth shall quake, |
72 |
| The chariot! the chariot, |
77 |
| The great archangel’s trump shall sound, |
81 |
| Thou Judge of quick and dead, |
82 |
| That awful day will surely come, |
93 |
| The counsels of redeeming grace, |
103 |
| ‘T was by an order from the Lord, |
105 |
| The morning flowers display their sweets, |
111 |
| The Lord has promised good to me, |
118 |
| The angel comes, he comes to reap, |
120 |
| These glorious minds, how bright they shine, |
123 |
| The fields are all white, the harvest is near, |
134 |