A Collection of Sacred Hymns, Adapted to the Faith and Views of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter Day Saints

#	Text	Tune
d101	See the mighty angel flying
d102	See what a living stone
d103	Sing, ye redeemed [ransomed] of the Lord
d104	Spirit of faith, come down
d105	Tell me no more of earthly toys
d106	The glorious day is drawing nigh
d107	The glorious day is rolling on
d108	The glorious gospel light has shone
d109	The great and glorious gospel light
d110	The great Redeemer we adore
d111	The happy day has rolled on
d112	The Lord shall [will] come, the earth shall [will] quake
d113	The morning breaks, the shadows flee
d114	The pleasures of earth I have seen fade away
d115	The Prince of salvation in triumph is riding
d116	The pure testimony put [poured] forth in the spirit
d117	The Savior comes his advent's nigh
d118	The spirit of God like a fire is burning
d119	The sun that declines in the far western sky
d120	The time long appointed is now drawing near
d121	The trump of Isr'l's jubilee
d122	There is a fountain filled with blood, drawn from Immanuel's vein [veins]
d123	There is a land of pure delight, Where saints immortal reign
d124	There is an hour of peaceful rest
d125	This earth shall be a blessed place
d126	This earth was once a garden place
d127	Thou soft [sweet] flowing [gliding] Kedron [Cedron], by thy silver [limpid] stream
d128	Though in the outward, earthly church below
d129	Through every age, eternal God
d130	Thy beautiful garments, O Zion, assume
d131	Thy kingdom come, thus, day by day
d132	To leave my dear friends, and with [from] my neighbors [kindred] to depart
d133	Triumphant Zion, lift thy head
d134	'Twas the commission of our [the] Lord
d135	We are living, we are dwelling In a grand and awful time
d136	Welcome, delightful morn, Thou [Sweet] day of sacred rest
d137	What heavenly music do I [we] hear
d138	What sound is this salutes mine [my] ear
d139	What wondrous things we now behold
d140	When earth's foundation first was laid
d141	When I can read my title clear
d142	When shall we all meet again, when shall we our rest
d143	When the last trumpet's awful voice
d144	When youth and [or] age are snatched away
d145	Whenever God appoints
d146	Ye angels, who stand round the throne
d147	Ye dying sons of men
d148	Ye fearful saints march on
d149	Ye slumbering nations, who have slept a long night
d150	Ye who are called to labor and minister
d151	Zion, my holy, happy home