# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d301 | Lord, we confess our numerous faults | | | | | | | |
d302 | Lord, when we bend before thy [the] throne | | | | | | | |
d303 | Lord, with glowing heart I'd [I] [I'll] praise thee | | | | | | | |
d304 | Love divine, all loves [love] excelling | | | | | | | |
d305 | Majestic sweetness sits enthroned upon the Savior's brow | | | | | | | |
d306 | Meekly in Jordan's holy stream | | | | | | | |
d307 | Mighty God [Lord] while angels bless [praise] thee | | | | | | | |
d308 | More like Jesus would I be | | | | | | | |
d309 | More love to thee, O Christ [God] | | | | | | | |
d310 | Must Jesus bear the [his] cross alone | | | | | | | |
d311 | My bruised reed, thou wilt not break | | | | | | | |
d312 | My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty | | | | | | | |
d313 | My days are gliding swiftly by | | | | | | | |
d314 | My dear Redeemer, and my Lord | | | | | | | |
d315 | My faith looks up to thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary | | | | | | | |
d316 | My God, how endless [lasting] is thy love | | | | | | | |
d317 | My God, how wonderful Thou art, Thy majesty how bright | | | | | | | |
d318 | My God, is any hour so sweet | | | | | | | |
d319 | My God, my Father, blissful [blessed] [cheering] name | | | | | | | |
d320 | My God, permit me [us] not to be a stranger | | | | | | | |
d321 | My gracious Lord [God], I own thy right | | | | | | | |
d322 | My heart is resting, O my God | | | | | | | |
d323 | My heavenly home is bright and fair nor pain nor death | | | | | | | |
d324 | My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus' blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
d325 | My Jesus [Father] [Savior], as thou wilt | | | | | | | |
d326 | My Jesus [Savior], I love thee, I know thou art mine | | | | | | | |
d327 | My latest sun is sinking fast, My race is nearly run | | | | | | | |
d328 | My Maker and my King | | | | | | | |
d329 | My Savior, my almighty Friend | | | | | | | |
d330 | My soul be on thy [your] guard | | | | | | | |
d331 | My spirit on Thy care, blest Savior, I recline | | | | | | | |
d332 | My times are in Thy hand, my God | | | | | | | |
d333 | Naught can cleanse my soul | | | | | | | |
d334 | Nearer, my God, to thee, nearer to thee | | | | | | | |
d335 | No more, my God, I boast no more, Of all the duties I have done | | | | | | | |
d336 | Not all the blood of beast [beasts], On Jewish altars | | | | | | | |
d337 | Not to condemn the sons of men did Christ the son | | | | | | | |
d338 | Now let our cheerful eyes survey | | | | | | | |
d339 | Now to the Lord a noble [joyful] song | | | | | | | |
d340 | O could I find from day to day | | | | | | | |
d341 | O could I [we] speak the matchless worth | | | | | | | |
d342 | O day of rest [peace] and gladness | | | | | | | |
d343 | O, for a [an] heart to praise [love] my God | | | | | | | |
d344 | O for a closer walk with God | | | | | | | |
d345 | O, for a faith that will not shrink | | | | | | | |
d346 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d347 | O for a thousand tongues to sing my great [dear] Redeemer's praise | | | | | | | |
d348 | O for the death of those | | | | | | | |
d349 | O God, mine inmost soul convert | | | | | | | |
d350 | O God of our salvation, Lord | | | | | | | |
d351 | O happy day that fixed [seals] [stays] my choice | | | | | | | |
d352 | O hasten, Lord, that happy time | | | | | | | |
d353 | O helping hands of Jesus stretch forth unto my need | | | | | | | |
d354 | O Holy Spirit come and Jesus' love declare | | | | | | | |
d355 | O I am so happy in Jesus, His blood has redeemed | | | | | | | |
d356 | O Jesu, thou the beauty art | | | | | | | |
d357 | O let thy sacred word impart | | | | | | | |
d358 | O Lord, how joyful 'tis to see | | | | | | | |
d359 | O Lord, I [we] would delight in thee | | | | | | | |
d360 | O Lord, thy heavenly grace impart | | | | | | | |
d361 | O Lord, when we the path retrace | | | | | | | |
d362 | O my Redeemer, what a Friend thou art to me | | | | | | | |
d363 | O [Our] God, our help in ages [seasons] past | | | | | | | |
d364 | O Sacred Head now [once] [sore] wounded [surrounded] | | | | | | | |
d365 | O safe to the Rock that is higher than I | | | | | | | |
d366 | O [Sweet] land for [of] rest for thee I sigh | | | | | | | |
d367 | O sweetly breathe the lyres above | | | | | | | |
d368 | O tender and sweet was the Master's [Father's] [Savior's] voice | | | | | | | |
d369 | O that I knew the secret place | | | | | | | |
d370 | O think of the home over there, By the side of the river | | | | | | | |
d371 | O this soul, how dark and blind | | | | | | | |
d372 | O thou, by long experience tried | | | | | | | |
d373 | O thou, my soul, forget no more | | | | | | | |
d374 | O thou who diest the mourner's tear | | | | | | | |
d375 | O thou who in Jordan didst bow | | | | | | | |
d376 | O thou whose own vast temple stands | | | | | | | |
d377 | O to be like Him, tender and kind | | | | | | | |
d378 | O what shall I do to be saved from the sorrows | | | | | | | |
d379 | O [When] thou my righteous Judge shall [shalt] come | | | | | | | |
d380 | O where shall rest be found | | | | | | | |
d381 | O worship the King, all glorious above | | | | | | | |
d382 | On Jordan's stormy [rugged] banks I stand, And cast a wishful eye | | | | | | | |
d383 | On the mountain [mountain's] top appearing | | | | | | | |
d384 | Once more, my soul, the rising day salutes thy waking eyes | | | | | | | |
d385 | One there is above all others, well [who] deserves | | | | | | | |
d386 | Onward, Christian soldiers, marching as to war, With the cross | | | | | | | |
d387 | ôTis finished, so the Savior cried, and meekly | | | | | | | |
d388 | Our country's voice is pleading | | | | | | | |
d389 | Our Father, through the coming year | | | | | | | |
d390 | Our Helper, God, we bless his [thy] name | | | | | | | |
d391 | Our Lord is now rejected | | | | | | | |
d392 | Our Savior bowed beneath the wave | | | | | | | |
d393 | Out of my bondage, sorrow and night | | | | | | | |
d394 | Pass me not, O gentle Savior | | | | | | | |
d395 | Peace, perfect peace, in this dark world of sin | | | | | | | |
d396 | Planted in Christ, the living vine | | | | | | | |
d397 | Plunged in a [the] gulf of dark [deep] despair | | | | | | | |
d398 | Poor, weak, and worthless though I am | | | | | | | |
d399 | Praise, Lord, for thee in Zion waits | | | | | | | |
d400 | Praise, my soul, the King of heaven | | | | | | | |