| 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 |
