| 89 | Plymouth Collectionpage 90 | 91 |
| Text: | See, daylight is fading o'er earth and o'er ocean |
| Author: | Heber |
| Text: | When through the torn sail the wild tempest is streaming |
| Text: | While nature was sinking in stillness to rest |
| Text: | Thou sweet gliding Kedron, by thy silver streams |
| Author: | Maria DeFleury |