| 27 | Plymouth Collectionpage 28 | 29 |
| Text: | They pass refreshed the thirsty vale |
| Author: | Milton |
| Text: | How sweet, how calm, this Sabbath morn! |
| Text: | Come, Thou desire of all Thy saints! |
| Author: | Mrs. Steele |
| Text: | With His rich gifts, the heavenly Dove |
| Author: | Watts |
| Text: | Here cares and angry passions cease |