# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | The light of love is shining | | | | | | | |
d102 | The Lord has been so good to me | | | | | | | |
d103 | The Lord is my Shepherd, Friend, and Guide | | | | | | | |
d104 | The time is now drawing near when Christ the Lord | | | | | | | |
d105 | There are mansions grand up above, I'm told | | | | | | | |
d106 | There comes the call to everyone | | | | | | | |
d107 | There is one, and one only, who giveth release | | | | | | | |
d108 | There is work that we should do | | | | | | | |
d109 | There is work to do in the Master's field | | | | | | | |
d110 | There's a beautiful, pearly white city | | | | | | | |
d111 | There's a happy song in my heart today | | | | | | | |
d112 | There's a land of Eden just o'er the sea | | | | | | | |
d113 | There's a land of fadeless beauty and a city | | | | | | | |
d114 | There's a song of gladness in my soul today | | | | | | | |
d115 | There's a wondrous gleaming mansion | | | | | | | |
d116 | These are days of trouble and sorrow | | | | | | | |
d117 | Though ofttimes I'm lonely and weary | | | | | | | |
d118 | Though the night be dark, and my feeble bark | | | | | | | |
d119 | To the city bright and fair | | | | | | | |
d120 | Twilight, soft the evening chimes | | | | | | | |
d121 | We are marching with our blessed Savior | | | | | | | |
d122 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d123 | We're pilgrims in a strange and a weary land | | | | | | | |
d124 | What a crowning day of joy and wonderful song | | | | | | | |
d125 | What a happy day, cares will pass away | | | | | | | |
d126 | What could I do without Jesus | | | | | | | |
d127 | When all the toils of this life are ended | | | | | | | |
d128 | When David played before King Saul | | | | | | | |
d129 | When here our work is ended | | | | | | | |
d130 | When we're gathered into our sweet home | | | | | | | |
d131 | When you are lonely, clouds hide the blue | | | | | | | |
d132 | When you pray to him in secret | | | | | | | |
d133 | While going down life's weary way | | | | | | | |
d134 | While we're praying, while we're pleading | | | | | | | |
d135 | Within my heart, there rings a melody | | | | | | | |
d136 | Within my spirit, a song is ringing | | | | | | | |
d137 | You may laugh at these old-fashioned notions of mine | | | | | | | |
d138 | You may wonder why I shout and sing | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]