# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d201 | Thou my everlasting portion | | | | | | | |
d202 | Though your sins be as scarlet | | | | | | | |
d203 | Throw out the life line across the dark wave | | | | | | | |
d204 | 'Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus, just to take him | | | | | | | |
d205 | 'Tis the blessed hour of prayer, when our hearts lowly bend | | | | | | | |
d206 | To us a Child of hope is born | | | | | | | |
d207 | Trusting in the Savior who has ransomed me | | | | | | | |
d208 | 'Twas not through works that I had done | | | | | | | |
d209 | Under Emmanuel's banner gladly we fall in line | | | | | | | |
d210 | Upon the walls of memory | | | | | | | |
d211 | We are told that a great day is coming | | | | | | | |
d212 | We have heard a [the] joyful sound | | | | | | | |
d213 | We praise thee, O God, for the Son of thy love | | | | | | | |
d214 | Weighed in the balance of justice true | | | | | | | |
d215 | What a fellowship, what a joy divine | | | | | | | |
d216 | What a friend we have in Jesus | | | | | | | |
d217 | What can wash away my sin [sins] [stain] | | | | | | | |
d218 | When celestial light is beaming | | | | | | | |
d219 | When I can read my title clear | | | | | | | |
d220 | When I survey the wondrous cross | | | | | | | |
d221 | When I was but a little child | | | | | | | |
d222 | When Jesus comes to reward his servants | | | | | | | |
d223 | When the judgment trump is sounded | | | | | | | |
d224 | When the mists have [mist has] rolled in splendor | | | | | | | |
d225 | When we walk with the Lord In the light of his Word | | | | | | | |
d226 | Where is my wandering boy tonight | | | | | | | |
d227 | While we [you] pray and while we plead | | | | | | | |
d228 | Who is this coming with garments red | | | | | | | |
d229 | Whosoever heareth, shout, shout the sound | | | | | | | |
d230 | Why did my Savior come to earth | | | | | | | |
d231 | Why do you wait, dear brother | | | | | | | |
d232 | Wonderful story of love; tell it to me again | | | | | | | |
d233 | Wonderful, wonderful Jesus bore Calvary's cross for me | | | | | | | |
d234 | Work, for the night is coming, work through the morning hours | | | | | | | |
d235 | Would you be free from the [your] burden of sin | | | | | | | |
[This hymnal is not yet complete - may be missing texts or tunes]