| Farewell our friends and brethren | 66 |
| From Greenland’s icy mountains | 99 |
| From the regions of glory an angel &c. | 15 |
| Gently raise the sacred strain | 30 |
| Glorious things of thee are spoken | 9 |
| Glory to thee, my God, this night | 59 |
| God spake the word and time began | 90 |
| Great God! to thee my evening song | 61 |
| Great is the Lord; ’tis good to praise | 92 |
| Guide us O thou great Jehovah | 19 |
| Hark from the tombs a doleful sound | 117 |
| He died! the great Redeemer died! | 16 |
| How firm a foundation ye saints &c. | 111 |
| How pleasant ’tis to see | 113 |
| How pleased and blest was I | 114 |
| How often in sweet meditation &c. | 107 |
| In ancient days men feared the Lord | 101 |
| In Jordan’s tide the prophet stands | 71 |
| I know that my Redeemer lives | 106 |