# | Text | Tune | | | | | | |
d101 | Go and tell Jesus, weary, sin sick [fainting] soul | | | | | | | |
d102 | Go preach my gospel, saith the [my] Lord | | | | | | | |
d103 | Go, ye messengers of God | | | | | | | |
d104 | God bless our native land, Firm may she | | | | | | | |
d105 | God bless our Sunday School | | | | | | | |
d106 | God is the refuge of his saints | | | | | | | |
d107 | God loved the world so dearly | | | | | | | |
d108 | God's temple is here, and the sky is its dome | | | | | | | |
d109 | Great God, attend, while Zion sings [children sing] [here we sing] | | | | | | | |
d110 | Great God of nations now to thee | | | | | | | |
d111 | Great King of glory, come | | | | | | | |
d112 | Guide me, O thou great Jehovah | | | | | | | |
d113 | Hail, my ever blessed Jesus | | | | | | | |
d114 | Hail, sacred truth, whose piercing rays | | | | | | | |
d115 | Hail to the Sabbath day | | | | | | | |
d116 | Hark, my soul, it is the Lord | | | | | | | |
d117 | Hark, the herald angels sing, glory to the newborn King | | | | | | | |
d118 | Hark, the notes of angels singing | | | | | | | |
d119 | Hark, the song of jubilee | | | | | | | |
d120 | Hark, what mean those holy voices | | | | | | | |
d121 | Haste [Hasten], [O] sinner [sinners] [now] to be wise | | | | | | | |
d122 | Hasten, Lord, the glorious time | | | | | | | |
d123 | He dies, the friend of sinners dies | | | | | | | |
d124 | He leadeth me, O blessed thought | | | | | | | |
d125 | He wills that I should holy be | | | | | | | |
d126 | Heavenly Father, bless me now | | | | | | | |
d127 | Ho, everyone that thirsts, draw nigh | | | | | | | |
d128 | Holy Spirit, faithful Guide | | | | | | | |
d129 | Hosanna be the children's [people's] song | | | | | | | |
d130 | How beauteous are their [his] feet | | | | | | | |
d131 | How blest the righteous when he dies | | | | | | | |
d132 | How blest the sacred tie that binds | | | | | | | |
d133 | How gentle God's commands | | | | | | | |
d134 | How happy are they, Who the [their] Savior [Jesus] obey | | | | | | | |
d135 | How happy [happy's] every child of grace, who [that] feels [knows] his sins forgiven | | | | | | | |
d136 | How pleased and blest was I | | | | | | | |
d137 | How precious is the book divine | | | | | | | |
d138 | How sad our state [fate] by nature is | | | | | | | |
d139 | How sweet the hour of closing day | | | | | | | |
d140 | How sweet the name of Jesus sounds | | | | | | | |
d141 | How sweetly flowed the gospel's sound | | | | | | | |
d142 | How tedious and tasteless [restless and tiresome] the hours | | | | | | | |
d143 | How vain is all beneath the skies [sky] | | | | | | | |
d144 | I am coming to the cross, I am poor | | | | | | | |
d145 | I am kneeling, Lord, at mercy's gate | | | | | | | |
d146 | I am now a child of God, For I'm washed | | | | | | | |
d147 | I am so glad that our [my] Father [Savior] in heaven | | | | | | | |
d148 | I am waiting by the river, and | | | | | | | |
d149 | I bring my sins to thee | | | | | | | |
d150 | I gave my life for [to] thee | | | | | | | |
d151 | I have entered the valley of blessing so sweet | | | | | | | |
d152 | I hear the Savior say, thy strength indeed is small | | | | | | | |
d153 | I hear thy welcome voice | | | | | | | |
d154 | I heard the voice of Jesus say, come unto me and rest | | | | | | | |
d155 | I know that my Redeemer lives, what joy the blest | | | | | | | |
d156 | I love thy kingdom, Lord | | | | | | | |
d157 | I love to steal awhile away | | | | | | | |
d158 | I love to tell the story of unseen things above | | | | | | | |
d159 | I love to think of the heavenly land | | | | | | | |
d160 | I now have found abiding rest | | | | | | | |
d161 | I often think of heathen lands | | | | | | | |
d162 | I stood outside the gate | | | | | | | |
d163 | I thirst, thou wounded Lamb of God | | | | | | | |
d164 | I want a heart to pray | | | | | | | |
d165 | I was a wandering sheep | | | | | | | |
d166 | I will sing for Jesus, With his blood | | | | | | | |
d167 | I will sing you a song of that [a] [the] beautiful | | | | | | | |
d168 | I would not live alway [always], I ask not to stay | | | | | | | |
d169 | If, on a [the] quiet sea Toward [Towards] heaven | | | | | | | |
d170 | I'm a pilgrim and I'm a stranger, I can tarry | | | | | | | |
d171 | I'm but a stranger [traveler] here, heaven is my home | | | | | | | |
d172 | I'm not ashamed to own my [the] Lord | | | | | | | |
d173 | I'm trying to climb up Zion's hill | | | | | | | |
d174 | I'm working for the Master | | | | | | | |
d175 | In mercy, Lord, remember me | | | | | | | |
d176 | In the cross of Christ I [we] glory, towering | | | | | | | |
d177 | In the early springtime, when your leaves are fair | | | | | | | |
d178 | In the furrows of thy [my] life, scatter seed | | | | | | | |
d179 | Is this the way, my Father | | | | | | | |
d180 | Jerusalem, my happy home, name ever dear to me | | | | | | | |
d181 | Jesus, and shall it ever be | | | | | | | |
d182 | Jesus, great Shepherd of the [thy] sheep | | | | | | | |
d183 | Jesus, I my cross have taken, all to leave | | | | | | | |
d184 | Jesus, let thy pitying eye | | | | | | | |
d185 | Jesus, Lover [Savior] of my soul, Let me to thy bosom [refuge] fly | | | | | | | |
d186 | Jesus loves me, this I know, For the Bible | | | | | | | |
d187 | Jesus, my [mine] [our] all, to heaven is [has] gone | | | | | | | |
d188 | Jesus, my Savior, Brother, Friend | | | | | | | |
d189 | Jesus shall reign where'er the sun | | | | | | | |
d190 | Jesus, the gift divine I know | | | | | | | |
d191 | Jesus, the name high over all | | | | | | | |
d192 | Jesus the water of life will [shall] give | | | | | | | |
d193 | Jesus, thy blood and righteousness | | | | | | | |
d194 | Jesus, where'er thy people meet | | | | | | | |
d195 | Jesus, while our hearts are bleeding | | | | | | | |
d196 | Joy to the world, the Lord is [has] come | | | | | | | |
d197 | Joyfully, joyfully, onward I [we] move | | | | | | | |
d198 | Keep praying at the door | | | | | | | |
d199 | Land ahead, its fruits are waving | | | | | | | |
d200 | Let me go where saints are going | | | | | | | |